Enzo's lips parted with a gasp as I sucked his bottom lip between my teeth. I slid a hand over his ass, pressing our cocks together as my tongue explored his mouth. His fingers clawed their way down my back, almost painfully, before he raised one hand to yank my hair.
"We will revisit this," Enzo informed me, pressing a hand to my chest, forcing space between us. "As soon as the two of you fuck it out."
"Promise?" I licked my lips, still tasting him there.
"Max has to work later, so I suggest you get to it so you can find out," Enzo quipped as he rummaged through my dresser for a pair of lounge pants that did little to hide the evidence of his lingering arousal.
As Enzo slinked out of the room, more graceful than I could ever hope to be, I flopped back on the bed, tossing an arm over my eyes. I listened to the muffled voices from the kitchen, Enzo’s far more soothing with Max than he’d been with me, but I supposed that was only fair. Max wasn’t the one making a mess of this relationship every time he turned around. No, that honor fell solely at my feet. My gut churned as I questioned whether it was even possible to right things with Max after I’d practically ignored him for so long.
“I heard Enzo laid down the law in here.” I startled at the feel of Max’s warm hand against my chest. “Am I the only one who thinks it’s hot when he asserts himself?”
I shook my head. Now that both Max and Enzo had pointed out the ways I’d been negligent to the man I’d originally brought into this bed, I didn’t want to talk about my brother. Still, I was clueless as to how to start something with Max without him assuming it was only because Enzo had demanded it.
“I’m sorry.” I rolled to my side and pulled the corner of the pillow over my face.
The bed dipped beside me and I was enveloped in Max’s warmth. “I know you are, babe. But would it make you feel better to talk about it?”
Hell no, I didn’t want to talk shit out.Of course, my stunted communication skills were what had gotten us into this mess in the first place.
I grumbled when Max pulled the pillow away from my face. He slid a hand under my shoulders and pulled me so I lay on top of him. I wasn’t sure the two of us had ever cuddled this way before. Until Enzo, we’d done quite well fucking and running. I felt… amazing. I hummed softly as Max skimmed his fingers down my back.
“I shouldn’t have made decisions that hurt all of us.” Damn him, lulling me into the peaceful state where everything I’d held back rushed out of my mouth, completely bypassing the flimsy filter between it and my brain. “I wanted the two of you to having something all your own. I knew you were attracted to him, but this can’t work if there are any doubts from anyone. That’s why I backed off. Pretty stupid now that I’m saying it out loud.”
“I don’t think that at all.” Max pressed his lips to the top of my head. “I do think you could’ve gone about it a better way but we both know you well enough to know you’re the type of guy who can’t be bothered with things like considering the consequences.”
“Yeah, and after how many times my impulsivity has gotten me into trouble, you’d think I’d learn my lesson.” My body sagged against Max’s. “I still worry that someday you’ll realize how much better Enzo is than me.”
“That’ll never happen.” He said the words with so much certainty I could almost believe him. “What I have with Enzo isn’t better or worse than what we have, it’s just different. I don’t expect moments like this to ever be the norm for us because that’s not who we are.”
“But you love cuddling.” He hadn’t needed to tell me how content he was curled up with someone on the couch or in bed. I might be dense, but even I couldn’t miss how he relaxed whenever he and Enzo snuggled up to watch TV. Personally, I couldn’t get my brain to slow down long enough to enjoy it. “You two fit.”
My chest ached as I admitted one of my biggest fears. I swallowed hard, afraid that if I didn’t get ahold of my emotions, I’d wind up a sobbing mess and that wasfarfrom sexy.
“So do we.” Max slid his hand lower, one finger dipping into the crease of my ass. “We wouldn’t have fooled around as long as we did if we weren’t compatible. I think I need both of you in my life for different reasons. He’s the guy I turn to when I want to feel cherished, but you’re the one who fucks me hard enough there’s no denying how you feel about me. Even when you couldn’t admit there was something more than just fucking here, I knew you were drawn to me, just as I was drawn to you. Do you get what I’m trying to say here?”
I thought I did, but it was hard to think with Max’s growing erection pressing against mine. I rocked gently as I slid my hand around the back of Max’s neck. “Does that mean you forgive me for being an idiot?”
“I do now that I know why you were pulling away from me. And I appreciate you giving Enzo and me time to get to know one another, just don’t do it again.” My ass clenched at the command in his voice, knowing exactly what was coming. We’d only played like this a few times, but Max had this inherent way of knowing when I needed him to center me.
The first crack of his hand across my flesh stung. I bit my bottom lip to keep from crying out, not wanting to draw attention to what we were doing. Stupid, I know, but this was a desire I’d always kept from everyone but Max.
His fingers pressed into where he’s just slapped me. I could feel his neatly groomed nails dug into my ass; there was no doubt he’d leave a bruise there, reminding me throughout the day that there were consequences to thinking I knew what was best for all of us.
“And don’t youeverassume you know what I need or want.”Crack!My entire body tensed, ready for the next blow. “No matter how many times I’ve tried telling myself I could walk away from you at any time, I’ve known that’s a lie for months now, Tony.” He massaged my ass and I bucked up into his touch every time his fingers neared the center. I wanted to feel him there. Desperately so because it was a rare treat when he turned the tables and fucked me. “With you, I don’t have to worry about sex being soft and tender, and that’s good because nothing gets me off like a fast, hard fuck. I love watching you come unglued, knowing you lose yourself because you’re that attracted to me.”
“Can we…stop…talking?” I pleaded, shoving my hand between our bodies to encircled both of our cocks in my fist.
Max groaned as I jerked us. It wasn’t the most comfortable sensation using nothing more than a bit of precum and our sweat to slick our skin but even that seemed perfect for us. Max apparently disagreed, pushing me off of him long enough that he could stretch over to the nightstand for actual lube.
“Want you, Tony. As much as I want to feel your cock buried deep inside of me, I think you need it even more.”
I flipped onto my stomach as he drizzled lube onto his fingers. Burying my face into the pillow, I lifted my ass in the air, spreading as far as I could in invitation.
“Yeah, you need this, don’t you baby?” The sliver of my brain still capable of coherent thought wanted to cuss him out for being so sweet. Hadn’t he just been the one talking about how that wasn’t how it was between us? I tensed as I felt Max’s finger tapping against my entrance. “Today, you need me to fuck you and prove how much I need you. A punishing fuck that’ll leave you sore all day.”
“Please, need…” I lost my thought as he pushed inside of me. His progress slowed as he gave my body time to get used to taking his finger. It’d been months since we’d done this, and I had to remind myself itwaspossible. All I had to do was sink into how good it’d feel once he got— “Yeah. Fuck. Right… oh god, Max!”
I threw my head back as he started sliding his finger over my prostate. The fucker chuckled when I begged him for more. “You’ll get it when I think you’re ready. Remember Tony, this isn’t all about pleasure today.”
