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The theme for the hop is New Beginnings so here’s an excerpt from Vanilla with Extra Nuts where Megan decides to try something a little different.
Megan is slowly falling in love with Adam until he confesses he’s seeing a guy behind her back. She thinks the relationship has been ruined until the night she indulges in a threesome with the man she loves and Simon, his lover.
As much as she enjoys being sandwiched between the two men she’s not sure the arrangement can last. So Megan has to decide. Can she come to terms with sharing the man she adores with his male lover or will she have to say goodbye to her soulmate forever?
“Well, you did, a lot,” I snapped back and walked a few steps parallel to the wall, the built-up frustration inside me needing some kind of release. “I am not bothered about you fancying blokes as well as women. That’s by the by. It’s not an issue for me. The issue is that you were fucking someone else whilst you were fucking me. I’d be as pissed off if it was a girl you’d been sleeping with. I thought we had something special, Adam, I really did. Then it became apparent that you were just looking for someone to make up a threesome.”
“No, no, nothing like that,” he sighed and pulled at the knot on his tie, loosening it, “I just kind of panicked and said something I thought might have appeased you. I was wrong. I mean, Simon does think you’re attractive, even more so now that he’s met you, but the threesome thing was just me being light-hearted really, trying to make it better. It didn’t work.”
“Hang on, when did I meet this Simon?” I asked, completely bemused and still marching back and forward by the door.
“Just now at HappyMart, at the customer service desk.”
“That was Simon?” My mind boggled. The hot young man I couldn’t help admiring was Adam’s fuck buddy. Oh boy. “Yeah, that was Simon. He didn’t mention anything, but he knew it was you the moment you walked in.”
I shook my head as an image of Simon and Adam locked in a naked embrace lodged itself in my brain. “That’s not important. The issue here isn’t how good looking Simon is; it’s how you cheated on me.”
“He is gorgeous.” Adam smiled wistfully. “I didn’t mean to cheat on you. I mean, I didn’t see it like that. Simon and I have been, well, intimate for a year or so now. We’re not boyfriends, neither of us really want that kind of commitment, but we are in some kind of casual relationship. So when I met you, I didn’t even think about Simon. We go off, we do our own thing. So when I was romancing you that was all I was thinking about. Simon didn’t even cross my mind. I was always one hundred percent yours when I was with you. Sure, I had fantasies that involved you and Simon in them together, who wouldn’t? But those were only fantasies, fuelled by Simon’s eagerness when I showed him a photo of you.”
“I don’t get it,” I sighed and watched as he undid the top button of his shirt. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier about Simon? What really hurts is that I thought we might just end up being boyfriend and girlfriend. I’d started to imagine futures where you and I would be a we. I really thought we were exclusive to one another.”
“I know. I’ve got no real excuse or explanation. It never came up. I never thought to mention it, and really, it’s not something you can just throw into general chit chat. ‘Oh, by the way, I have a gay lover who thinks your breasts are magnificent, fancy a threesome?’ I didn’t know how to broach the subject, and the way I did it probably wasn’t very clever. I was just so relaxed with you I wanted you to know everything about me.”
I’m not that much of a cold, heartless bitch that I wasn’t moved by that. He’d trusted me enough to tell me the whole truth and I’d blown up in his face.
“I’m going to just be honest with you, Adam,” I said, and took a step towards him. “I would like nothing better than to walk over there right now, to pull you to me, and to kiss you and just forget this whole business. I’d love to go back to the way we were, but that isn’t going to happen. I don’t know if I can live with sharing you. I’ve always been a pretty vanilla girl. I have the average fantasies of a straight woman. I dream of meeting a man, falling in love, marrying him, and having babies. Not at any point have I thought about sharing a man with someone else. I mean, you were honest with me about fantasies and I have wondered what it would be like to be with two men at the same time, but I always thought that was just fantasy. Anyway, what I think I am trying to say is that I want you, but I just don’t know how to deal with this situation.”
“Can’t we just give it a go?” He stood up and took a step towards me. “All I’m sure of from this conversation is we both want each other, both regret what has happened, and want to go back to how we were. Can’t we do that and work out the rest as we go along?”
He was so close to me I could have reached out to touch him, but I didn’t. I didn’t know what to do.
“I want to do that, I do, but I still don’t know if I can handle being less than your one and only. We could fuck right now and love it, but would we just be delaying the inevitable heartbreak? I don’t want that, Adam, I really don’t.”
He brushed at my cheek and ran into my hair, holding my face gently in his hand a moment before he responded. His response was a kiss. At first I didn’t do anything. I wasn’t thinking straight. I was a little angry at how he’d ignored my question. This sweet impact of lips on lips was exactly what I didn’t want to happen because if I just let my body feel, my mind would switch off and the issues would not be settled. Instead of stepping back, pulling away, or yelling at him, I stood completely still. I froze as my mind whirled and my body begged and I battled with myself over what to do next. The low, masculine moan that vibrated through me was my undoing. It was as if the vibrations loosened me and my lips began to respond to the kiss, my arms wrapped around him instinctively, and my breasts pressed wantonly against his chest without me even realizing what they’d done.
Wrapping his arms around, he held me tightly as I had longed for them to do all week. He pressed himself into me. I could feel his arousal and sensed his relief. Our twin emotions twined around us and knit us together. I felt invisible hands pushing me towards him, keeping me from pulling away, and even though I knew it is all my imagination I didn’t fight it. I didn’t want to. I wanted Adam and maybe that would be enough.
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