“Nico! Stone! Oh …gooooodddddd!”
Stevie’s body clamped down, milking his release from him. He slammed into her one final time and felt the pulse of Stone’s dick deep inside her. His body splintered, his mind, too. For a brief moment, he was positive his soul had left his body. The pleasure was so intense it was painful.
And then he snapped back into existence, his heart thundering in his chest, his lungs working overtime. He slowly pulled out of Stevie and dropped to his side, gasping for air, wondering how he could still be in one piece after that.
Thirty-Four
Wednesday, February 14, 2024
Stevie sat in her office, the doorclosed, her phone propped up on her desk so she could see Niyah’s face on the screen. The FaceTime call with her best friend had been going on for the past fifteen minutes, during which she had relayed her desperation in a manner she hoped came across as nonchalant. More accurately, she was seeking her best friend’s advice on what she should do for Nico and Stone tonight. Being that it was Valentine’s Day and all.
“I know it’s last minute,” she told Niyah. “But it’sValentine’s Day. I should dosomething, right?”
“We’ll get to that, yes. But first, I think we should discuss the fact that you’re in a relationship with two men,” Niyah countered, her eyebrows shooting toward her hairline. “And you haven’t told me about it.”
Although Niyah was smiling, Stevie felt guilty because she was right. She’d talked to Niyah several times since she left for California a month ago, but she hadn’t yet divulged the details of her budding relationship with Nico and Stone. Or was it relationships? In the plural tense? Her relationships with Nico and Stone. Or maybe it was NicoorStone. If they were separate.
God, her brain was mush, and this conversation wasn’t helping.
Yes, she’d known when she placed the call and asked the ridiculous question that Niyah would have questions. That was what best friends did. Problem was, Stevie hadn’t given any thought to how she would answer. Or even how sheshouldanswer. Not because she wasn’t eager to talk about it. She was. But she was also nervous. She didn’t want to jinx what they had by talking about her feelings.
It was all so confusing. But at the same time, it felt as natural as breathing.
Which she would do now. In, out. Nice and slow.
“Is it serious?” Niyah asked.
That one was easy. “I’m sleepin’ in Nico’s bed every night, so I’d say yes.”
“Everynight? Wow. That was fast.”
“Fast?Pfft. You know I’ve had a thing for him since … forever.”
“True.”
“And I’ve been livin’ there for … well, a year now.”
“Also true.”
Stevie felt compelled to come up with more reasons. “We’ve been … doin’ stuff for a year now, too.”
“Exactly a year,” Niyah agreed.
She sat up straight. “It has been, huh?” She honestly hadn’t thought about that. It had been last year on this very day that Stevie had gotten a little tipsy and successfully seduced Nico for the first time.
What a difference a year could make. If someone had told her back then that she’d spend the next romantic holiday wanting to do something to celebrate with NicoandStone, she would’ve told them they were certifiable.
“What about Stone? Ishesleepin’ in Nico’s bed every night?”
“No.”
Niyah laughed. “Disappointed much?”
Stevie laughed. She hadn’t meant to say it with so much despair, but it was true. She wished she could wake up to both Stone and Nico every morning. The one-offs were nice, but the more they happened, the more she wanted them to happen again.
“A little,” Stevie admitted. “I know it’s new, and rushing things is stupid, but I can’t help it.”
“If you think about it, it’s not new, Stevie. You’ve loved them both for a long time. The heart doesn’t understand time references.” Niyah tilted her head, her eyes imploring through the little glass screen. “But it does understand someone making promises, then leaving town and never looking back.”
