He cheated i chose two firefighters novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174 Patience Runs Thin

Clayton’s POV

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She comes over every day this week. I’m not sure how much longer I can handle her being here all the time. Dylan and Logan keep talking in my ear about her. Even so, I still feel unsure. The problem is completely about me, not her.

She is stunning. When I swing the door open last week on Thanksgiving Day, she steals the air right out of my lungs. Her legs are unbelievably perfect–long, with thick thighs that look made to ruin a man. The second she speaks, I almost groan. Her voice sounds like pure, raw sex. When she moves past me–after Logan shoves me aside–I damn near drop to my knees. Her ass is unreal. It’s round, springy, and it bounces and jiggles with every step she takes. I have to flick my dick just to keep it from reacting like it wants to say hello. Even then, I sit through dinner half hard the entire time. I can’t stop staring at her while she eats. That tiny tongue of hers slips out to catch a bit of juice from the edge of a piece of turkey skin as she brings it to her mouth. All I can think about is wanting that tongue wrapped around the tip of my dick.

And speaking of turkey skin–it’s so fucking disgusting–but I still watch her eat it like I’m grateful for the privilege.

Her pumpkin bars taste incredible. The crust is rich and buttery as hell. I picture myself eating only the crust, letting it crumble over her tempting body. Every curve she has shows clearly through the dress she wears.

Hearing her talk–sharing pieces of her life and the things she enjoys doing–makes me like her even more. And then I have to listen to Dylan fuck her in his room. It feels like torture. Three days later, Logan and I have to hear it again while Dylan fucks her in the hallway bathroom.

“We need to decide, Clayton. I fucking want her. I really like her. She’s genuinely nice, and she seems like she’d be a lot of fun. She’s easy to talk to, and on top of that, she’s so fucking smart. And her moans are driving me crazy–listen to her,” he says, right as a loud, drawn–out moan comes from the bathroom. I have to shift and adjust my cock.

“I want her too. And you’re not wrong about any of that. I’m just waiting for Dylan to talk to her about all three of us. It has to happen soon, doesn’t it? That selfish prick is taking his sweet time.”

“Can you really blame him? If I were him, I’d want her to myself for a while too. And once we’re all officially dating her, I’m definitely making sure I get time alone with her.”

“You honestly think she’s going to want that?”

“Have you missed the way she looks at us? I can see the damn hunger in her eyes.”

“I just need to know she’ll actually want all of us–not only him. And I want to be sure she isn’t agreeing just to make him happy. Dylan has to talk to her.”

“I’m with you.”

Both Logan and I breathe out when we hear Dylan shout. He tells us he has already talked to her about going raw. They fuck once without a condom after drinking too much, and he says watching his cum

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spill out of her is so fucking hot. The thought of my own cum sliding out of her wet, juicy cunt makes me harder than I already am.

When they step out into the hallway, Logan and I both lock eyes on her. She looks unreal. That after- sex glow around her feels almost otherworldly. Her cheeks are flushed, and her skin has a soft, dewy sheen. Today, her hair is pulled into a tight bun at the back of her head, and she wears a yellow short- set jumper. Her thighs make me want to bury my face between them and make her wrap them around my head. I can’t stop staring at them.

A couple of days later, we have a bro night–playing poker–and I finally bring up Natalie with Dylan.

“We like her. What have you actually told her about us?” I ask him.

He shifts awkwardly in his seat, then looks over at me.

“She knows we’re really close, and she knows we’ve shared women before.”

“Have you told her we want an actual relationship with her?” Logan asks.

“No, but this weekend I’m going to a beach house party with her and her friends. I’ll bring it up then.”

“Good, because I don’t know how much longer I can keep waiting. Make sure you explain that she won’t just be with one of us while the others join in occasionally–this has to be a full relationship. All of us will be her boyfriends, and she’ll be ours, exclusively.”

“I get it, Clayton.”

“Yeah, you say that, but you’ve had almost a full month with her, and we want her to get to know us

too.”

“Well, if you’d do more than grunt and give one–word answers, she might already know you a hell of a

lot better.”

“Alright, guys–no fighting,” Logan says.

“See? She already has us tense, and she doesn’t even realize it,” I mutter.

“Fuck, Clayton–don’t blame her for that. This is about you and your hang–ups. We know Anya messed with us, and we dealt with that fast. Yeah, she played us, but Natalie isn’t her,” Dylan says.

“I know, I know. But I can see you’re falling in love with her–and we want that too,” I say, gesturing between Logan and me.

Dylan nods. “I’m working on it, bro. Here–I’m sending this to hold you over.” He pulls out his phone, and both Logan’s and my phones buzz.

I slide my phone from my pocket and open our group text thread. A file is sitting there, and I tap it.

“Jesus… fuck,” I whisper.

Three photographs exist of Natalie. The first presents a full–frontal image of her wearing a lacy red bra together with a matching lacy red thong. The second one captures her in the act of turning away, and the method is clear that she captured this picture before a mirror, yet my entire focus rests on her delicious ass framed by the red thong. I am forced to slurp up the drool that threatens to spill from my

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mouth. Her hair appears puffed out and somewhat wild. Her body is, frankly, epic.

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The third picture draws a groan of appreciation from me. She is positioned in an armchair that looks comfortable. Her legs are spread, each one draped over an arm of the chair. The thong sits between her pussy lips, and she holds it taut from the top, allowing me to see a dark wet spot at its center.

“Fuck, I will be right back,” Logan states as he departs from the table. I chuckle, because I understand precisely what the kid is preparing to do. He is twenty–five years old, after all. His hormones remain

wild.

“She is exquisite,” I say to Dylan.

“Yes, she is. I want this exact thing with her, Clayton. She represents the one for me. You mentioned you saw me falling for her, but I am telling you, I am already in love with her. I feel pretty certain she is in love with me, too.”

“Just get it done, please. I do not know how much longer I can possibly wait before I simply grab her and bend her over right in front of the two of you and have my way with her.”

“She would let you. She possesses a little freak inside her,” he says, and he chuckles.

That only makes me growl. I cannot wait to see what she will allow me to do to her or what I might permit her to do to me. All three of us possess our own little kinks. I hope she can handle them.

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