Logan
When I saw my old buddy, Dominic, at the diner the other day with a sexy-as-fuck woman, it was clear something was up. I knew the score between Dom and Taylor from back in the day, and I knew when Dom was getting possessive over a chick. He’d get this look in his eye like I better not come any closer, and the moment I laid eyes on Kayla Pratchett from New York City, that was how Dom turned.
She was hot, sitting there in the booth in her jeans and T-shirt, and she was hot now coming down the stairs with Dom. The way her eyes sparkled, how pink her cheeks were, I figured they’d just got done fucking.
I was still mid-shake with Taylor, who was saying something I wasn’t paying attention to. How could I? Kayla commanded the attention in the room. Damn, she had gorgeous tits and hips. I loved the extra cushion on her—something I could sink my teeth into. And the way she smiled—innocence mixed with vixen. She was a woman who wanted more than she’d been willing to take.
Not for long.
I gathered my charm. “I came by to say hello. Miss Pratchett gave me her card the other day. I promised her I’d run the comps on her place.”
“Well, you ran them. You can go now,” Taylor said with his wise-ass smile. “I’m kidding, man. Come on in. It’s been ages since I’ve see you.”
“You working on this house?” I asked, when really I meant were they working on Kayla. With both of them here, all that was missing was me. Taylor, Dom, and I had done the foursome thing before, back in college with Laura. That woman had had it bad for Taylor, but Dom was the one who’d fallen in love with her. Sharing had been fun, only the whole thing got fucked when Laura tried to get Taylor to declare his undying love—which he’d never do. After that, things had been tense between all of us, but especially Dom and Taylor. He stopped going out with us. He stopped talking to us. He’d certainly stopped fucking a woman with us. Eventually, friendships had been repaired, sans Laura, of course, but Dom had thrown himself into one meaningless fuck after another and work.
Years later he met Ada, who I knew was trouble, and he’d fallen hard all over again. Only then Ada left him for some other guy who’d come along. According to rumors around town, he’d taken that break-up just as hard as when he’d gotten his heart broken by Laura.
Me, that’s why I stayed away from long-term relationships. They never worked out in the end, though something about this woman had stayed in my head the last two days. In the diner, she’d caught my eye because of her gorgeous looks and delicious body, but also there was an honesty in her eyes. She seemed open to the world, ready to embrace all life had to offer and offer just as much back. I found her intoxicating. So, apparently did Dom. And Taylor.
I never expected him to try sharing a woman again. Ever. But last night, I’d been coming back from a late business meeting and saw Kayla, Dom, and Taylor exit a restaurant on Main Street. Dom had given her a kiss on the cheek but she’d gone home with Taylor.
And I knew.
Oh, hell yeah, I knew.
And I’d wondered. If Dom was willing to share with Taylor again, maybe he’d be willing to share with me, too. Assuming Kayla was willing of course. I knew Kayla was attracted to me. The question was whether she was attracted enough to include me in whatever arrangement she had with Dom and Taylor.
Taylor clapped a hand on my shoulder and steered me toward Kayla. “I’ll let Kayla fill you in on what’s going on.”
Kayla came up to me and extended her small hand. Her eyes were clear and hazel, as bright and pretty as they’d been the other day. The skin of her neck was flushed like she’d just finished having a good orgasm or been worked up by Dom upstairs. A light smile was at her lips when she saw me, like her life was too good to be true with these three, big guys filling her…uh…foyer.
“Hello, Logan. Nice of you to drop by.” She gave me a polite grimace. “Sorry, I know you offered to pull comps, but I won’t be selling the house right away. We’re going to renovate it, then sell after the work’s done.”
“Oh?” This was a surprise. She didn’t strike me as the type to have big cash stowed away for a major overhaul, and I excelled at looking for those types of details in potential clients. Maybe her workers here had struck her a good deal. “Thought you were selling straight away. So you’re staying a little longer to enjoy…the view?” I chuckled.
The guys both gave me looks like I better shut the fuck up, and that was how I knew they were both banging her. Or would be soon.
“Actually, Dom and Taylor are going to work on the house a bit first, before I sell,” Kayla explained. “Get it in better condition so I can get a far better price.”
Her chest heaved slightly, those beautiful taut nipples of hers pushing through her bra. I didn’t have to see her naked to know exactly what type of breasts they were. The round, full kind with thick nipples that were fun to flick with your tongue. She turned, and I caught sight of her ass and almost went hard. What a fucking fine ass she had, all round and soft and oh so inviting.
As if Kayla could hear my thoughts, she turned back to me and uncrossed her arms, tilted her chin upward, and gave me an “I dare you” look, the flush on her neck growing deep. When the guys both looked at each other, exchanging secretive glances, Kayla’s eyes held steady on me, a sensual challenge rising in her eyes. Oh, the feeling was mutual.
“Even though I won’t be selling right away, you’re more than welcome to hang out with us for a while,” Kayla drawled, as if challenging the other men to reject her decision. “I’m about to make breakfast. You look like a man who could…eat.”
I wasn’t sure how Taylor and Dom were feeling right about now, but my focus was on the sexy as sin woman in front of me. I kept my gaze fixed on hers and let my smile widen. Pushing my way past the two men, I made my way into the house, saying, “I’ll eat what you give me any time.”
Only when I was fully inside did I turn back to Dom and Taylor, who both looked like the bad kid in the class had just gotten invited to their birthday party. “Come on, boys. We can’t keep a lady waiting,” I said.
From ahead, Kayla tossed a line over her shoulder, saying “Oh, you’ve got one thing wrong, Logan. I’m no lady.”
Laughing, I followed her sexy ass down the hall, two grumbling men on my tail. All’s well that ends well, and this was gonna end great—I could feel it in my bones.