Let It Snow (12 page)

Brianna’s vision blurred. She looked away from her husband, towards the left where she could see inside the bathroom. She tried to focus on everything except him, but his strong arms around her, making her feel safe and secure, made it hard to do.

“Bri?” As did the way he tipped her head up so she had to look at him. “Talk to me.”

“It’s the way it belongs.” Her voice almost cracked, but she reined it in. Misery seared through her body, leaving her bereft of joy or happiness. It was Christmas Eve and she wasn’t going to have both men beside her.

“Am I not enough for you, Bri?”

“Of course you are!” she sobbed out, tears falling uncontrollably. Damn. She hated crying. “It’s not that.”

“Then what is it?”

“I’m…” She frowned. “I’m not enough for you.”

“What?” Garrett’s stare made her flinch. “Why would you say that?”

“It’s true,” she protested. “It’s not that I’m saying you don’t love me. I know you do.”

“Brianna, I do.”

“I know.” She stared at the carpet by the door, resting her hand on Garrett’s arm. Her fingers threaded through the hairs on his arm, worrying and softly pulling on them. He never complained when she did that. “But there are parts of you that I can’t reach. Parts that have been quiet for ten years, however happy it’s been between us. Parts where you love Leo, where you need him.”

“Brianna, I didn’t come here so Leo could break up our marriage.”

“I’m not saying that he is. I’m saying that we’ve been incomplete. We’ve been happy, yes. But Leo finishes us perfectly. At the risk of sounding Jerry McGuire-ish, he completes us.”

“Oh,” Garrett’s reply was distant. She didn’t look back at him. Instead, she focused on that area of the carpet by the door, one hand resting on his arm around her. She wished she knew what he was thinking. She hoped he understood her.

“We need him.” It was an addition to her speech that she’d only half-heartedly added. She was running out of ways to explain what she felt.

“He doesn’t want it, Bri,” Garrett whispered, pain in each syllable.

“He’s fighting it.” She bit her lip, and glanced back at her husband, turning her head and leaning on his shoulder. His scent surrounded her, the spicy cologne that he’d used to soften wafting around her. He’d used it for so long, it was part of his natural scent now. “I was thinking… what if we worked together on him?”

“Meaning…” His expression turned wary, his tone questioning.

“What if we didn’t give him a chance to say no?”

“Isn’t that rape?” Garrett arched an eyebrow, a smirk on his face.

“I wasn’t thinking we’d tie him down. Well… maybe I was. Never mind.” She huffed out, the frustration clenching her jaw.

“I know what you’re trying to say, honey. You’re really serious about this.”

“Yes,” she nodded. “How can you not be? I know you’re just as in love with him.”

“No, I…” he trailed off, his expression pained.

“See? I know you can’t deny it.”

“All right, you got me. So what did you have in mind?” His nonchalant admission almost caught her off guard, but it seemed like both of them were tired of fighting for what they knew was there. They only had one more day.

Brianna felt the grin on her face grow. “I knew there was a reason I loved you.”

“Because I help you seduce men who perpetually think they aren’t good enough to be in a ménage relationship with a married couple?” He grinned.

“Yes, exactly.” She laughed. “Come to bed?”

Garrett glanced back toward the closed bedroom door for a moment while Brianna climbed in. Then he sighed and slid in beside her. “He’s not going to make it easy.”

“Nope.”

Brianna leaned back against the pillows, exhaling softly. With Garrett on board, it would be easier, a unified front. Filled with nervous anticipation, she wasn’t sure how she was going to sleep. Her heart raced, her mind was cycling through everything so fast she felt dizzy.

She curled her body around her husband’s and slid one arm over his torso. She settled into the crook of his shoulder and let sleep claim her.

~*~*~

Sun burned the skin of Leo’s eyelids red. His cock ached. He’d been plagued with dreams of Brianna stretched out beneath him or Garrett’s cock in his mouth. He uncoiled himself, awareness coming in small doses. Brianna’s tight pussy taunted him from within his dreams all night, her wetness surrounding him while Garrett fucked him from behind.

He wanted to go find her, bury himself inside her. Take Garrett’s thick girth in his mouth and never let it go. He reached down to grab his heavy balls, but grabbed onto soft curls of hair instead.

He started and sat up quickly, just as Brianna’s hot mouth went down over his dick again. He groaned and fell back against the cushions of the couch. “Bri? What the hell?”

She smiled at him, her eyes mischievous and bright, and swirled her tongue around the head before she dipped down again.

“Morning, sunshine. Merry Christmas.” Garrett’s deep voice barely registered before he took Leo’s mouth, sliding his tongue into his mouth. He groaned into his mouth, especially when Garrett’s fingers twisted his nipple. Lightning shot out from the nipple in a wide arc, spreading heat throughout his body.

Garrett trailed kisses down his neck, down his chest, where he flicked that nipple with his tongue. Leo dropped his head back. Soft, wet swirls circled his other nipple, before Garrett bit down on one. “Fuck.”

“Not quite yet,” Brianna’s sultry tone broke through the haze of his thoughts. She pulled him to a sitting position, and sat down between his legs, running her fingers through the sprinkling of hair on his thighs. “You see, Leo… We’ve been pretty bad guests here.”

“This doesn’t seem all that bad,” he replied. The smartass comment came out more strained than anything. 

Brianna’s body was something to behold. Naked, with the soft multi-colored glow of the Christmas lights from the tree on her skin, she sat on her knees, slender thighs and flared hips catching his attention. Her breasts were works of art, round and perky, her nipples erect. Her long black hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders.

It was Garrett that caught his attention…no, more like demanded his attention. His very presence was overpowering, making his breath catch as he sat on the couch next to him, and cupped Leo’s balls. He’d never let any man dominate him like Garrett. There was no telling Garrett no, though, and he didn’t want to.

"What are you--oh my god..." His mind short-circuited as Bri’s hot mouth dipped low on his cock, swallowing more than half his length, before she hollowed out her cheeks, sucking deeply on the upswing.

"We decided since you've been such a good host that we'd show you our appreciation." Garrett smiled, showing off twin dimples. He turned Leo's head toward him.

"Wait, I--" His protest died, swallowed by Garrett’s invading mouth. The kiss sent a jolt of arousal through to his dick, like electric current on high voltage. He forgot all about trying to stop them, and let Garrett have his way. They broke, breathless, and Garrett trailed kisses down his neck.

This didn’t need to happen. Leo had to stop it. But, man, did he want it to happen. He groaned and pushed them away with a will of strength he didn’t know he had. He stood, his erection bouncing painfully, straight out in front of him.

“Don’t push us away, Leo,” Brianna whispered.

She took his hand, squeezed, and led him back to the couch. Turning him so his knees hit the couch cushions, she pressed her hand against his chest. As his knees buckled, she followed him down, straddling him so her pussy nestled against his cock. He ran his hands along her smooth thighs. 

"It's our last day here. Can we pretend—just for a bit—that you love us and that you want to be with us?" Brianna’s eyes were watery, a contrast to the smile on her face.

He was speechless. But when she rocked her hips forward, dragging her pussy over his cock, he groaned. She felt so good. How could he deny her this? How could he deny himself this? Fighting it only made everyone miserable, because no one wanted to fight it.

"I always want to be with you guys." He vaguely heard the words come from his mouth. He was in another world altogether, one with soft skin and warm bodies entangled within each other. Brianna smiled and dipped her head to kiss him. He opened his mouth to her, stroking the velvet interior of her mouth like there was no tomorrow. Because for them there wasn't. They were leaving.

He wrapped her arms around her and pulled her to him. She stood up on her knees, but he didn't realize until he felt Garrett's hands on his cock, stroking him. Garrett grinned when Leo met his eyes. "I want you to fuck my wife, Leo. I want to watch her come on your dick.” A shot of pure lust rocketed through his body, his cock jerking in Garrett's hands. Garrett smiled wider. "I think he likes the idea, sweetie."

"I certainly hope so," Bri said. Garrett held on to Leo's dick as she started to lower herself. As her heat encased him, with Garrett holding on to the base, he groaned. Once he was fully seated inside her, she leaned forward and kissed him, devouring him like there was no tomorrow. Every few seconds she gasped, and kissed him harder. He didn't realize what she was doing until the smell of strawberry filled the air.

Garrett worked her ass, concentration deep on his face as he pushed a single finger in. Leo gently brushed her cheek. "You sure about this, baby? We don’t have to do this."

"If this week is all I get of you, then I am absolutely sure." As Garrett worked a second finger into her ass, pumping back and forth and scissoring them to stretch her, she arched her back and moaned. Leo took the opportunity to grab her nipple with his teeth, biting down just a bit to get her attention.

Slowly, Garrett worked to loosen her up and Leo thrust upward. Over and over, he pushed his dick into her hot pussy, reveling in the gift she was giving him as he felt Garrett's fingers in her ass. She cried out and suddenly, she clamped down on them both as her orgasm shuddered its way through her. She bit down her lip, panting softly.

"Garrett, baby, it has to be now. I can't..." She dissolved into low moans of pleasure each time Leo pushed his hips up. "Please."

"Okay, babe," Garrett said, retreating. He hauled her up off Leo and before he could blink, Garrett carried Brianna into the bedroom. He blinked for a moment as Garrett paused at the doorway, "Well, come on. We're not going to do her first double on a couch."

For a moment, he was dazed and confused. Then he thought this was his way out, a way to stop this before it went too far. Then he realized he wanted it too much. He wanted to share this with them. Leo shot to his feet and ran after them as Garrett threw her on the bed. Brianna straddled him and sunk onto Garrett's cock with a loud pleasure-ridden moan.

He stopped, the situation suddenly flipped. Brianna glanced over her shoulder, probably sensing the hesitation and smiled. "I wanted you to fuck my ass, Leo. You promised me you would before the week was out.”

He smiled as he knelt on the bed over Garrett's legs. Her well-lubed butt waited for him. He kneaded her cheeks, running his hands over the best ass he'd ever seen. God, how could he even think of walking away from this?

"Oh, god, Leo, please!" she moaned when Garrett thrust his hips up against her.

He lined his cock up with her ass and began to push in. She took a breath and blew out. Garrett rubbed his hands over her back. "Easy, baby. Relax. Push out."

She moaned with every inch that he slid in. It took several agonizing minutes but soon he was completely embedded within her. She panted through it slowly. Garrett kissed her, giving her gentle encouragements. She kissed him back and then buried her head in the crook of Garrett's neck.

"Do it," she said. "Please. Fuck me. Now."

They both started to move, the first few thrusts awkward until they found a rhythm. It had been ten years since they’d last done this with a woman. Yet, it seemed like yesterday as they slipped into old habits. But it never had felt so amazing as it did burying himself into Brianna’s petite body. They’d had other women, yes, but Brianna was something special.

Leo's senses went into overload as he felt Garrett's dick through the thin membrane separating them. Brianna screamed over and over as they fucked her hard and fast until his orgasm bubbled within, boiling up and making his skin feel tight.

"Fuck!" He said with strain. "Tell me you're close."

"I'm fucking going over." Garrett yelled as his climax took him. The veins strained on the sides of his neck. It was too much for Leo once Brianna let out a high-pitched scream of pleasure. 

White flames licked the sides of his cock as his balls erupted. It traveled all over his body as he pumped a few more times into her ass. She clamped down as she went over, milking him dry through the condom. 

His strength gone, he collapsed over both of them, his cock still lodged inside her. He kissed along her neck and shoulders. Who was he kidding? He was lost the day he met her. The first day Garrett touched him. There was no going back now.

Garrett nuzzled Brianna with his nose, lightly kissing her hair, her cheek, anywhere he could reach. The force of his orgasm had left him almost boneless. The weight of both Brianna and Leo on top of him should have felt constricting and hard to breathe. But it didn’t. Instead, he felt completely content and at home. This is what he was missing. While he’d always been happy with Brianna, and he’d always be happy with her, they both knew they were missing that third side of the triangle.

Garrett locked eyes with Leo as he started to lift up. Within those dark eyes, he saw his best friend again. The confident, carefree Leo, but also the one who loved more deeply than any man he had ever known. And there in his eyes, he saw the fear of a man afraid to be left behind.

The isosceles triangle. All sides and angles equal. No one more important than the other. A team. A trio. Perfection.

Leo broke the contact first, pulling out of Brianna with a groan echoed by them all. He padded to the bathroom and shut the door. Garrett cupped Brianna’s face and met her eyes. “You okay, sweetie? You hurting?”