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  He senses me and stands up slowly to look over his shoulder. Our eyes meet and I see some of the shame I’m feeling reflected there. Cool. He regrets it. He doesn’t say anything, just throws me a nod and walks right on by me and out the kitchen. A few moments later I hear the front door open and shut.

  My very hungover head falls back against my shoulders and I groan. I fucked up so bad. I should’ve fought the urge to touch him last night. He just looked so tortured leaning against the counter, his face crinkled in pain. I don’t know what he was thinking about and before I could stop myself, I felt the skin of his back against my fingertips. That was all it took for every bit of willpower to leave my system, especially when he did nothing to stop it and almost everything for it to continue.

  I turn around and leave the kitchen, I need a day. I’m going to lock myself in my room and just wallow. Then I promise I will pick myself up and forget every fucking thing.

  I’m woken up by voices downstairs. I can hear Travis and a female and things sound a bit heated. I can only assume it’s Adri. So, after the shit we did last night and how he acted this morning, he goes running for her right after? I can see what he’s trying to do, either prove to me that he just wants pussy or make me jealous hoping for a reaction. But where he’s fucked this up? I don’t get jealous with Adri, I want her too. Just as much as I want him. I decide to get out of bed and give the bastard what he wants… my attention.

  I get to the top of the stairs and look down at them standing in the foyer. Adri looks fucking delectable in a leather crop and shorts. Her hair is up in a messy bun of curls on her head and her tanned skin is a shimmering bronze. Travis senses me and looks up, I see the slight pull on his lips when he sees me leaning on the railing. Adri follows his gaze and her eyes find mine.

  “Oh, hey Emmett.” She gives a nervous little wave and her cheeks light up in a blush when she peruses my naked chest. So fucking adorable. I run my gaze from the tips of her pointy heels to the top of her head.

  “Sup?” I grin and nod my head at her. Without fully looking, I see Travis stiffen. Not the reaction you were looking for, Asshole? So sorry but I’m done hiding what I want.

  “Do you have IG?” She asks.

  “Yeah.” I lift a brow.

  “Do you follow anyone at school?”

  “A few.” I shrug, “why?”

  “Go check it.” She says tucking her arms under her chest making her tits bounce. I lick my lips and leave my gaze there, making it painfully obvious what I’m looking at. She lowers her arms and her blush magnifies into red splotches on her face but her eyes look right inside me and all I see there is lust. Baby girl wants me too. I chuckle and turn around to grab my phone out of my room.

  I walk back out with my phone in my hand, “what exactly am I looking for?”

  “Oh, you’ll see.” She snarls.

  I click on Charles’ stories and an instant grin lights my face when I see a video of me and Travis on stage. “Yo! He fucking recorded this shit?” I laugh.

  “Are you kidding me?” Adri yells. “There are videos of you two naked all over social media.”

  “We look fucking hot!” I whistle. “We kept our underwear on.”

  “Told you it wasn’t a big deal.” Travis’ deep voice washes over me. Fuck him, I wonder if she would think what happened after was a big deal.

  “Not a big deal?!” She screeches. “You guys stripped in front of old fucking ladies!”

  “They weren’t that old.” I roll my eyes, “are you feeling jealous?” I ask her with a wink.

  “No!” She huffs.

  “Well, if you change your mind, I can rectify that with a private show.”

  Her blush comes back full force and I chuckle. Travis grabs the top of her arm and pulls her towards the kitchen, “let’s go.”

  She looks up at me, “see ya later, Sweetheart.” I say with a wink and I laugh when I hear Travis’ exhale of breath.

  I hope he’s not using Adri to get at me because that’s just not fair to her. If he wants her and me as well then that’s different. He’s struggling and I know right now he is in major denial and there’s just nothing I can do about it.

  I head back into my room and lie back on the bed, continuing the Netflix show I was watching. The show is about high school kids in Spain and since I speak fluent Spanish I’d rather watch it without English dubbing. One of the groups has a female who fucks with two males and sometimes they all fuck together. It’s intriguing and I can’t help but think if that’s possible. One of the guys in this group is hetero but the other is definitely bi, so it’s a struggle there too.

  But what if both guys are bi and the girl wants them both?

  8

  Adri is pissed at us for stripping last night. I’m pissed at us for stripping last night and getting carried away afterward. Emmett hasn’t spoken one word to me and I want to curl up and die of embarrassment. I had his fucking cock in my mouth and if we weren’t interrupted I don’t know how far that would’ve actually gone. I can no longer deny that I am attracted to him. But… I am also in love with Adrianna Hilton and it’s been that way since elementary school. I just haven’t been able to tell her because if I do I will also have to admit to her that she just isn’t enough. I would never be content with just her.

  I’m messed up and I’m completely fucking selfish. I just pray that one day I will figure out exactly what it is I can live with and just exist. That’s all I’m expecting for my life anyways, to just exist.

  “I can’t believe you don’t see how bad this is.” Adri is still screeching as we stand in the middle of E’s kitchen. “Your father’s business partners could see this and pull contracts.”

  “I don’t care about any of that shit.” I shrug my shoulders, “my father’s company can burn to the ground for all I care.”

  “What?” She breathes, “Travis, this was your father’s legacy to you.” She shakes her head.

  “What do you know about my father, Adri?” I take a step towards her, “you think he built that empire just for me? Maybe for my mother too? To sustain us in the future?”

  “Well, yeah.” She looks at me with confusion.

  “My father was fucking evil.” I grit out between my teeth, “he hated me and he hated my mother. That business was his escape from us.”

  “No…” she shakes her head.

  “Yes.” I ground out. “So, maybe I hope every investor he ever worked hard to get sees that shit and deems MY business not worthy any longer and just maybe that shit will self destruct. A final fuck you to the man who ruined my whole life.”

  “Ruined… how?”

  I shake my head and open the fridge to grab a Gatorade, I can never tell her everything that happened to me. She just wouldn’t get it and on top of that, I don’t know if she would even believe me. She saw my father the same way most of this town did. An upstanding citizen who gave plenty to charities and built wings on hospitals and schools. He had buildings made for the homeless and he loved to volunteer the whole family on thanksgiving at the local soup kitchen. Robert Greene gave a lot to Whitsborough but he was also ruthless and as much as the townsfolk loved his contributions, they also saw his lack of warmth and eyes full of cunning.

  "I know he wasn't the nicest man," Adri stutters as I gulp down the Gatorade. "But I didn't know... I had no idea..."

  "I know, Adri." I cut her off and put her out of her misery. "Just don't assume the same things that were important to him are important to me as well."

  "Okay." She nods. "I actually wanted to talk to you."

  Great, another Adri argument, "about?"

  "Us." She raises her eyebrows. When I don't reply, she carries on. "I just don't know what's going on with us, earlier in the year, when we thought I was... you know," she waves her hand, "you were different. More attentive and it seemed you actually wanted to give this a shot, like be together. But after, you just froze up and since I wasn't carrying your c
hild you just tossed me aside."

  "I have never tossed you aside." I shake my head, "I just can't give you what you want, Adri. I'm not ready." I throw the empty Gatorade bottle into the recycling and turn to face her.

  "You don't even know what I want." She stomps her foot.

  "Oh yeah? Try me." I say as I take a step into her.

  "Fuck!" She groans, slipping her fingers into the bun on top of her head, "I want us back to what we were before that fucking party in grade nine."

  "You sure about that?" I ask, taking another step closer. Our chests are brushing with each breath.

  "Yes," she breathes.

  "Then we couldn't do this." I run my fingers along her cheek and lean in until our mouths are an inch apart. "We couldn't even think of this." I press my lips to hers and she gasps opening her mouth under mine. And just like every other time I've felt Adri's soft plump lips, it's just never enough. My tongue slides into her mouth and my hands grab her face to bring her closer. Her tongue tangles with mine as a longing groan escapes her.

  I pull myself off her mouth and look her in the eye, "tell me that's what you want. Tell me you wish we had never done that and more."

  "As good as that is, I'm losing you regardless." She drops her head to my chest, "at least back then you were mine."

  I hear the sadness in her voice and it twists something inside me. I know I cause her pain by this limbo act I have us doing but I don't see how this will work with my current state of confusion and I just can't let her go.

  "I have a lot going on, Adri. A lot of shit I need to work through. I'm not ready to plan the rest of my life, because that's what you are, the rest of my life."

  Her eyes widen and I watch as a single tear rolls down her cheek, "I don't get it."

  "You're mine, Adri." I press her hand against my chest, "this has always belonged to you. I just have a lot of shit to deal with before I take that leap."

  She throws her arms around my neck and jumps up to wrap her legs around my waist. My hands automatically go to her ass and I squeeze it in handfuls. "Show me how much I'm yours." She says into my ear.

  "Done." I murmur against her lips and carry her sweet ass all the way upstairs and into my room, kicking the door shut.

  Her legs release from around my waist and she slides herself down my body until her feet hit the floor. Then in a quick flurry, her clothes are thrown and discarded throughout my room.

  "Fuck," I grin, "someone's in a rush."

  "Shut up and get naked, it's been a while." She growls back.

  I do as she says and strip out of my clothes. I've been worked up since last night and no amount of jerking off has helped. I am in a constant state of hard and I'm needing to sink into Adri's wet warmth to rid myself of the fucking need.

  I pick her up and throw her on my bed, she lands with a squeal. Her head is close to the bottom end. Then she controls her giggles and gives me a sultry look with those chocolate brown eyes. I watch as she slowly spreads her legs wide and runs one hand down her stomach and into her folds, while the other hand works hard on a nipple. I groan and just like that I could cum so hard.

  Her fingers sink deep into her pussy and I watch as she starts pumping them in and out, her wetness glistening. I am so hard right now and if I let her go on any longer I will definitely embarrass myself.

  I climb on the bed at her feet and slowly run my nose along her inner leg. The smell of her arousal hits my nostrils and I groan. She smells like a sweet musk, just so uniquely Adri. I bring myself directly in front of her glistening pussy and grin when she tries to bring herself closer, instinctively telling me where she wants me to be. I lightly blow some air onto her slit and quickly dart my tongue out to lick at her clit. Her back arches off the bed and she moans so loud, I'm sure Emmett heard it. I'm sure he's heard quite a bit already considering his music is off for once. I want him to hear it, I need him to know that I want Adri, that I don't just want a guy, I also love pussy.

  I use my hands to open her legs further and dive in like her pussy is my last fucking meal. Like I'm fucking dying of thirst in the Sahara. I thoroughly lick every fucking inch from her asshole to her clit, leaving nothing untouched. As soon as I sink two fingers into her I feel her come around them, her pussy clenching and her screams so loud, I grin wide onto her clit.

  I run my mouth up her pelvic bone and over her stomach, wiping off the juices smeared along my lips and chin and suck a nipple into my mouth. Right now she's a mumbling, writhing mess and I can't help but toy with her a little longer. I know what she wants and it's my cock balls deep inside her, trying to punch a hole through her cervix, but I'm not done yet. I want her on the edge of anger, I want her so worked up and pissed off because that's when our sex is the hottest. Trust me, we are constantly mad at each other. This is how we like it.

  I continue to toy with her nipples and push my cock against her clit, pumping my hips every so often to get her worked up without a release. Finally, after a few minutes her moans become growls of frustration and she grabs a handful of my hair, pulling my head up and in front of her face.

  "Put your cock in my fucking pussy, Asshole or I will kill you." There she is.

  "Yes ma'am." I growl as I grab her right leg and push it up over my shoulder.

  I line my cock up to her entrance and slam it in, just how she likes it, rough and unyielding. Adri moans and tips her head back and over the edge of my mattress as I push my way inside her. The sound she makes each time I’m fully seated in her will always be ingrained in my brain. She’s wet-so fucking soaked-her juices begin to drip down my balls. I pull out to the tip and look down at where we are connected. My cock is covered with her wetness and I slide back in, the sound her pussy makes driving me almost to blow my load.

  “Harder Travis,” she pants. “Really fuck me.”

  She asked for it.

  I quicken my pace, the sounds of her moans and the sucking noises of her pussy spurring me on. I need her to come again but I know I’m nearing my end and I can’t control the tingling once it leaves my balls.

  I pound into her, each time grinding her clit into my pelvic area. She starts getting louder and her moans become shouts and curses. Just then, my door opens and Emmett is standing there in the doorway just watching. Adri sees him but she’s already in the middle of her orgasm to stop or really care. He’s watching me though, not her, not the bounce of her tits each time I pound into her, not her plush open mouth or flush cheeks. No, he’s watching me and fuck if it doesn’t make me harder. He lifts his arms up and leans them on the top of my doorway making his shirt rise up and showing his Adonis belt, still keeping his eyes on mine.

  I grab Adri’s hips and prop her up as I rise up onto my knees. Her quick intake of breath tells me she’s noticed us watching each other and I don’t care-I can’t care right now.

  With our eyes still locked, I begin to fuck her punishingly and I can’t help it but I make myself believe it’s him. He licks his lips and pulls the bottom one into his mouth, biting down as he looks to where I’m connected to Adri. That’s all it takes and I’m cumming so hard and intensely inside her and she’s coming again too with my name screaming from her mouth.

  I don’t break eye contact as I pull out of her-still hard-and get up from the bed. He hasn’t moved and I don’t bother to cover myself as I walk by him to my bathroom, my cock glistening with Adri’s juices.

  “Emmett!” She squeals breaking our stare off, “what the fuck?”

  I look at her as she’s wrapping herself up in my sheet and then I look back to find him watching me again.

  “My bad.” He mutters, his eyes dark with lust. Then turns his back and walks across the hall.

  “Why did we let him watch?” She whispers.

  “Don’t act like you didn’t like it.”

  I walk into the bathroom and shut the door behind me with a click. I know a part of me should feel shameful but I can't muster that feeling right now. I stil
l feel turned on, like I haven't just blown my load inside Adri. I just don't feel like I'm fully sated. I feel like I need to go into his room, grab him and finish what we started last night. I need to know what he feels like and I won't stop guessing until I know what that is for sure. I wrap my hand around my dick and pump slowly. I close my eyes and imagine his plump lips wrapped around me, his cheeks hollowed as he sucks me deep into his throat. I can’t help the groan that escapes me and my cock is so fucking hard. I imagine shoving my cock so far down his throat that he gags as I spill myself and feel him swallow around me. Once I’ve cummed again all over the bathroom floor I look up at myself in the mirror.

  Will I ever be able to have them both?

  9

  I hear Travis' bathroom door shut behind him as I am walking into my room. I hear the rustle of fabric behind me and turn to see Adri-wrapped in a sheet-hurrying across the hall to my room.

  "Emmett!" She whispers harshly, "why did you stand there and watch us?"

  "I heard you screaming and was just checking to see if you were okay." I throw my hands up and grin, "what if you were injured?"

  "Obviously, you saw I wasn't! Why did you stay there and continue to watch?"

  "Because I liked what I saw." I shrug and slowly scan my eyes down her body, "admit it... you liked it, too."

  "Oh my God!" She growls out, "what is with you two?"

  "Answer me," I step into her sheet covered naked body and grab onto her waist. "Did you like it too?" My mouth is so close to hers and her eyes darken quickly.

  "I..." she trails off as she watches my mouth descend towards hers. I can't help it, the need to taste her and maybe him on her is driving me crazy. "Yeah." She groans just before I slam my mouth onto hers.