Rosemary's Double Delight (2 page)

Defensively, he said, “It didn’t seem to bother you none—”

“It was
killing
me. You gave me no warning and—”

Evan put his hand on her knee again to stop her. “I’m sorry, Rosemary. This was my fault. Please don’t be upset. I shouldn’t have said that. Wes told me later that was the first time for both of you.”

Taking a calming breath, Rosemary replied, “Yes. Evan, I’ve only ever wanted the two of you. When he told me you’d divorced Rita, we got our hopes up that you’d come around. What the three of us had was a long shot before, but now…”

“But now, what?”

“I’ve talked to Jack, Ethan, and Adam, and they're so happy. I’m probably not as sweet and kind as Grace, but I think it could work.”

Evan chuckled wryly. “I don’t know, baby. Grace can drive a point home with a blunt chisel when she wants to.”

Filled with more curiosity, Rosemary asked, “You’ve talked to her? About other stuff besides the furniture, I mean?”

Evan turned to her and nodded. “Yeah. She came over with the guys one night. I asked her about things and she helped me see it could work. I asked her how she handles it when people criticize her for her choice. You know what she said?”

“What?”

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“That Jack, Ethan, and Adam take care of her so well they make it worth it to her, and she said she tries to do the same for them.”

Rosemary asked, “Aren’t you at least glad it was Wes and not somebody else I slept with?”

Her question seemed to surprise him a little, judging by his expression. He paused for a few seconds before nodding. “Yes. I’d have let him be your first, anyway. You looked like it had been good between you.” He shook his head and said, “I wasn’t upset about catching you in Wes’s bed. I was jealous because I wasn’t included.

That really says something, doesn’t it?”

“If you were making love to me with Wes in the room, he’d care if it was good for the two of us, also. We’re a threesome.”

“I’m sorry I called you a slut. I never believed that. I said it because I was surprised and hurt, and because I was an ass. Has there been anybody else for you since then?”

She was embarrassed by her immature reaction to his question even as she pulled her fist back and popped him in the arm. She should’ve known better. His biceps were like granite. “Ow! Ow!” she yelped as she clutched her hand to her chest. “That’s none of your damn business!”

No, you ass! There hasn’t been anybody else, unless you include
my battery-operated boyfriend.
She needed to release tension from time to time like any other normal person.

Evan took the hand she clutched to her chest and kissed her knuckles soothingly. “I’m sorry. You’re right, that’s none of my business. Forget I asked.”

Done!
Rosemary could picture his smug face if he ever found out she’d been waiting all this time for them.

“So, do we have a clean slate?” he asked, looking hopeful.

Not quite done, she held up an index finger. “Rita?”

“I doubt a bigger, more faithless, lying bitch exists. I have debts I’ll be paying on for at least another two years. I haven’t spoken to her since our divorce was final in December.”

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“Do you have any obligation to her?”

“No. I hired a P.I. and made sure. Everything I’m obligated to pay for, I’m paying for, and through the nose. Listen, Rosemary. I’m sorry I threw away what we had together. I promised I’d never leave you then I did exactly that.”

“I’ve missed you very much, Evan. It’s in the past. Let’s leave it there.” She chuckled when she heard Evan’s stomach rumble noisily.

“Ready to eat?” Rosemary asked, reaching for her purse.

Taking her by surprise, Evan yanked her against his brawny chest as if she were weightless. “There is one little thing.” Kissing her with a blistering hot intensity, he cupped the back of her head in his hands as though he’d never let her go. Despite the air-conditioning in the truck cab, the air grew sultry between them as his lips plundered hers passionately and his fingers gently grasped her hair, holding her in place. How his kiss could be so dominating and so tender at the same time amazed her. Desire coursed through her veins, and she was reminded why, even though she had dated, she’d never wanted any other men more than she did this one and his brother. Her out-of-kilter world righted itself in that moment.

Thankfully, the back parking lot was empty except for his truck.

She slid her fingertips into his short, neatly trimmed brown hair. She squirmed in his lap and moaned as she tilted into his kiss and pressed her breasts against his chest. He released her to catch his breath, and she giggled and said, “I’d say it’s
anything
but little.” She wiggled in his lap and pressed against his bulging erection. “Is that for me?” The very thought made her pussy ache for him.

Evan groaned. “Yeah, that and about a thousand others over the years.”

Rosemary kissed his lips playfully. “Did the thought of me make you hard?” She shouldn’t do this. It wasn’t nice to tease him.

“
Very
.” He wrapped his arms around her hips and pressed her against his groin. “But it’s been worth the wait, to hold you now.” He

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laid his forehead on hers, and she could hear the emotion in his words.

“I love you, Rosie Posie.”

Her heart lurched, and when she spoke, her voice cracked. “I haven’t heard you call me that in years.”

“I’ve loved you forever. Even when you were a hellacious brat.

Now you’re a beautiful, grown woman. Can you forgive me?”

“Of course.”

He nuzzled her jawline, the brush of his soul patch sending shivers skating down her spine again. “I’m sorry for all the wasted time.”

“It wasn’t all wasted, Evan. We were going to college in different parts of the state for four years. I grew up a lot while I was gone, so I don’t believe it was all wasted.”

“I’m sorry I made you and Wes wait like this, being so stubborn these last few months. I just didn’t think it would work.”

She braced herself on his thick, solid shoulders as she climbed off, unsure she wanted to let go. “Wes loves us both very much.”

Evan chuckled good-naturedly. “Yeah, but I’m not doing him.”

She giggled. “You know what I mean.”

He patted her ass before she settled back in the seat. “The only thing we’re sharing is you, Rosemary.”

She grinned when he shifted in his seat, giving his swelling cock a little more room. He pressed a button on his phone, eyeing her hungrily. Her pussy responded to his gaze with an echoing pulse.

“Hey, I’m at Rudy’s with Princess Butterbutt. You want me to bring you something?”

He grinned at her gasp when he used the nickname she still despised, and then he laughed as he tried to cover his vulnerable parts when she pinched his arm. “Ow! Yeah, she still
hates
that nickname.

Hang on. Here she is.” He handed her his phone.

Playfully, Rosemary stuck her tongue out at him and took the phone. “Hello, honey,” she said pleasantly.

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“Hey, baby. I like the laughter in your voice.” Wes sounded happier than she’d heard in a long time. “Did you show him how much you still
love
that nickname?”

Evan had begun calling her Princess Butterbutt in seventh grade to rile her up. Wes had rarely ever used it. He knew better than to make fun of a woman’s butt.

“Yes, I showed him all right.”

“What time are you done with work today?”

“Five o’clock.” Suddenly, it seemed a long way off.

Thoughts of retribution against Evan were forgotten as she detected the hopeful tone in Wes’s next statement. “Would you like to come out to the house for a while this evening?”

“Sure, but all we’re going to do is talk, all right? No fooling around.”

“If you’ll come out, I promise we’ll be gentleman. I’ll hog-tie and gag Evan if I have to.”

Rosemary giggled at that image and replied, “Okay. Should I bring anything? Rope?”

Wes chuckled sexily. “No. Just yourself.” Her pussy liquefied at the rugged timbre of his voice. “That’s all I want. You sound happy.”

How she was going to get through this evening with her panties on was anybody’s guess.

“That’s because I am.”

“I’ll let you go before I get all sappy. I love you, baby.”

A lump formed in her throat. If she stayed on the phone, she was going to do worse than get sappy. She was going to bawl.

“I love you, too, Wes.” She ended the call and handed Evan his phone.

“No fooling around, huh?” he said, sounding like someone kicked his puppy.

Ugh! Out of everything he heard,
that’s
what Evan was asking
about?

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Rosemary crossed her arms under her breasts, noting the flare of heat in Evan’s eyes.
Suffer, boy! Serves you right. You great, big horn
dog!

“No. We need time to talk and let the dust settle. Being intimate with you, then discovering another slew of problems that we need to deal with would be too much. I need to know we’re all on the same page.”

Evan gazed at her and caressed her thigh. “When did you get so wise, Rosemary?”

Rosemary was relieved he was being serious about it now. “It’s my
heart
we’re talking about, Evan.”

A little part of her also needed to keep Evan at arm’s length until he’d proved she could trust him. Talk was cheap, and she needed time to develop faith in him like she had with Wes. Intimacy would only complicate things, and the last thing she needed was to be thinking with her girlie parts. She already knew what
they
wanted.

* * * *

Junior year of college…

As Rosemary worked through her junior year at Sul Ross
University in Alpine, Texas, the need within her for them persisted.

One night she called Wes, who was at the University of Texas at
Austin, and discovered that all their Christmas break schedules
coincided, and they made plans.

Evan wanted her to come back a whole day early and spend the
night with them, but she refused. Rosemary knew this time she’d give
in to him. To them. She wanted them as much as they wanted her, but
she’d be damned if she’d put her goals in jeopardy.

She was meeting them in their favorite spot at Bowie Lake
because it might be the only privacy they had this Christmas.

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Rosemary searched the waterfront for them as she cleared the bend
and…whoa.

Rosemary feasted her eyes. They stood talking at the base of the
cypress tree. Evan skipped a rock across the water as he nodded and
spoke quietly to his brother. They looked bigger, harder. Wes looked
over Evan’s shoulder and smiled widely. Rosemary squealed and ran
to them, her coat flapping in the breeze. Evan caught her when she
gleefully flung herself into his arms. Wrapping her arms and legs
around him, she hugged his neck happily. They’d changed since the
last time she’d seen them. They were even manlier.

She looked into Wes’s glowing green gaze and reached out to him
over his brother’s shoulders. Evan held her cradled to him as Wes
moved to stand beside his brother. She put a hand on both their
shoulders, completely unself-conscious of the way Evan held her, until
she looked in his eyes. Evan was normally reserved, not quick to
reveal much emotion.

His eyes glowed with love. And lust. She became very aware of the
hard ridge pressing between her thighs. He was so…big.

Her cheeks grew warm, and Wes chose that moment to break the
tension. “Come give me a hug, Rosie Posie.” Wes’s big jacket opened
when he held out his arms to her, and she reached inside it and
snuggled against his chest.

Evan stroked her long, unruly hair. She knew he and his brother
loved her hair, which was one of the reasons she’d never cut the
length off. He’d been giving her that sweet, simple touch since they
were in kindergarten together. She pressed her cheek against Wes’s
muscular chest and turned her head to look at Evan, her heart filled
with pure joy.

Her eyes grew misty as she said, “I missed you both so much.”

She closed her eyes and breathed in the scents of soap and leather.

Evan stroked her cheek, standing close to her. It felt so right. She
smiled up at Wes as she reached out a hand to draw Evan closer.

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They satisfied her need for both of them this way, allowing her to hug
them in close proximity to each other.

The wind chose that moment to kick up, and Rosemary shivered at
the damp chill in the air.

Wes pulled his coat around her and said, “Let’s get you out of the
wind, baby.”

Wes and Evan led her back to the boathouse near the pier. She
ran ahead of them to the deserted structure. Taking a seat on the
dock, she let her feet dangle above the water. They entered and sat
down on either side of her. She felt bracketed in their body heat,
surrounded by her two best friends. Looking from Wes’s gentle green
eyes to Evan’s smoldering brown eyes, she wanted so much.

She wanted them, but she wanted a life with them, too. She wasn’t
on the pill yet, and she couldn’t take the chance of anything derailing
her plans for returning to school and finishing well. Rosemary also
wanted the whole romantic package. Many people would think it was
hokey, but she wanted to wait for their wedding night. She’d been
completely faithful to them while she’d been in Alpine.

Perversely, she also wanted to thumb her nose in her father’s
face. She longed to prove wrong his predictions that she’d wind up
with one of them in a common-law marriage with five sniveling brats
hanging on her, unable to make ends meet. She wanted to prove to
him that she could have her dream.

But she was not immune to their animal magnetism as they gazed
at her. She pictured making love to them in this dingy boathouse, their
naked bodies entwined, and her body ignited with lust that was
tempered only by her lack of experience.

“Could I kiss you?” she asked, looking from one to the other. Wes
cleared his throat as he shared a look with Evan over her head. Wes’s
brows knit together, but before he could say anything, she reached for
him. She heard Evan groan and held on to him so that they were all
connected as Wes pressed his lips to hers.

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He was gentle as he cupped her cheeks and his clean, masculine
scent flooded her nostrils. His hands trembled slightly as he held her,
and she knew this kiss meant something special to him. He didn’t
plunge in, because that wasn’t like Wes. He finessed her, suckling her
lower lip as his fingertips slid to cradle the back of her head. His
touch was soothing. When he released her, she felt dazed.

Turning to Evan, Rosemary held on to Wes as Evan drew her
snugly to him before he kissed her. That was Evan. His kiss was
demanding, but no less loving. He took control of the moment, and
she loved that about him, wrapping her other arm around his waist
and hanging on tight.

These were not the first kisses she’d shared with them, but they
were the first kisses that tempted her to take off her clothes and see
what happened. Evan released her, and she saw the need and lust in
his eyes and felt it herself. She turned to Wes and kissed him again as
they touched her.

Rosemary moaned softly when Wes cupped her breast in his hand
and felt the flood of heat and moisture between her legs when Evan’s
warm hand slid up her thigh. Her heart pounded, and she wondered if
Evan would stop before he reached the apex of her thighs. Her clit
pulsed in overexcited anticipation.

Her body’s explosive response grew as Wes’s hand stroked her
other thigh. Her earlier resolve was forgotten. Wes slipped off his
coat and put it behind her so she wasn’t on the bare board. She
relaxed against Evan and allowed them to lean her back. They
continued to kiss and fondle her. She planted her feet on the dock with
her knees bent, which gave them easier access to her thighs. Wes
groaned as he kissed her, and Evan nuzzled against her throat and
below her ear. His thumb brushed her peaked and throbbing nipple as
he cupped her breast, and the tension in her pussy grew to almost
unbearable proportions. She felt swollen and hot and in need down
there. Wes stroked her abdomen as he released her lips and looked
into her eyes.

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“You okay, baby?” His protective nature was never far from the
surface.

“Yes.”

Evan claimed her next kiss, erasing any resolve she had left. As
his kiss intensified, she gave in to him, knowing he’d never hurt her,
showing her trust in him. The throbbing in her pussy intensified into a
hot, burning knot as Evan slid his hand down farther until his fingers
pressed between her legs, through the denim of her jeans. Her
trembling body responded to the pressure of his fingertips as he
stroked her firmly. She felt another flood of moisture and her breath
caught in her throat.

Just a little more!

“Feel good, baby?” Evan whispered.

“Yes! Oh, Evan, yes!”

She turned to Wes and saw the warring concern and lust in his
eyes. She kissed him to placate his worry for her. Evan stroked
upward over her clit and pressed firmly. Rosemary moaned loudly as
the tension between her legs wound tight and imploded. The pulses
sparking through her cunt seized control of her body so she moved
her hips and rubbed her pussy against his hand, hoping for more.

“Evan.” Wes’s voice was firm, then he kissed her forehead. The
pulses faded and she clung to them as she caught her breath. Evan
didn’t respond to his brother as he pressed heated kisses to her
throat. He slid his hand over her abdomen as he ground his hard
erection against her thigh. She panted as his fingertips slid beneath
the waistband of her jeans. Her bare flesh shuddered at his warm
touch, and she gasped in reaction. She wanted his fingers on her so
much. But she wanted more. She grasped his forearm to stop him.

What had she just done?

“Evan,” Wes said, more forcefully.

Evan stopped his advance, withdrew his hand, and rested his
forehead on her shoulder. A groan escaped him and he whispered,

“Baby, need you.”

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In a steely tone, Wes said, “Now is not the time, Evan. She
deserves better than this, and you know it.” Evan glared at him and
Rosemary was afraid for a moment they might throw fists. But Evan
calmed down, and Wes helped her sit up and wrapped his coat around
her. She was grateful because she felt a little fuzzy and light-headed.

What had just happened? Evan sat up on the edge of the dock and
abruptly rose to his feet and walked out.

Rosemary turned to Wes and said, “Wes, I’m sorry.” What he
must think of her. She’d told them she wanted to wait and then had
allowed this rendezvous to go too far. Wes must’ve stopped his
brother because he’d known she’d give in.

“I want you to have your dream. Rosemary. You deserve it. This
was a bad idea. We should’ve met somewhere less secluded.”

“I understand if you hate me right now.” She was ashamed to
realize what she’d done to them. She was a cock tease. It wasn’t
intentional, but that’s what she was.

“Never, Rosemary. Neither does Evan. It’s just…painful.”

Judging by the tremendous bulge at his groin, he must have been in
pain. “Let’s go find him.”

They found Evan down at the cypress tree skipping stones. She
was relieved he hadn’t left. He looked up when they approached, and
she could see the disappointment in his eyes.

He stopped skipping rocks and looked out over the water.

“Rosemary, I find you impossible to resist. I’m sorry I pushed you so
hard. I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

She touched his arm. “You didn’t frighten me.” What could she
say to help him understand?

Wes said, “Bro, it’s just another year. Let’s give Rosemary what
she needs. Then she can be all ours.”

Evan cast Wes a “fuck you” look, but then gazed into her eyes. “I
love you, Rosemary, but you’re killing me.” He gave her a small smile
and kissed the top of her head as she stood at his side and put her
arms around him, careful to not press against him.

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“I never intended to be a cock tease. I should’ve behaved myself
better.”

“I’m the one who should be confessing to bad behavior.”

“I’m glad you didn’t leave.”

“Never gonna leave you, Rosie Posie.”

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