Triple Threat (35 page)

“Sorry,” Chad apologized. “I didn’t mean it like that. I used my key ’cause you didn’t answer the door.”

We both sat up. Chad had several boxes at his feet. Giovanni patted my hand. “I’m gonna go get some boxes.” Then he got off the bed and left the room.

Chad and I sat on the floor. The first box was full of clothes. I separated them into stuff I was afraid to wear and things to keep.

Chad opened the next box and picked up a new pair of panties. “These’re cute,” he said with a smile. “Could you try them on for me?”

I grabbed them from him. “You’ve seen enough of me. Didn’t yesterday help your needs at all?”

He closed his eyes and sighed, “Yeah, but your underwear always turns me on. Just thinking about you in that blue set gives me a hard-on.”

Then it was my turn to laugh. “You really like that one, huh?” I stood up and pulled my shorts down enough to show him the blue panties I had on under my clothes.

I saw his expression change. “Why’d you do that?” he asked, his voice dripping with desire. Then he pounced on me and knocked me down to the floor before I pulled my shorts back up. It was something he had done lots of times before.

He lay on top of me. I could feel his stiff cock through his jeans. “Please, Crystal. Can we do it again?” He kissed my mouth forcefully. “How could you get me started like this and not finish it?” He ground his hips against me. “I want you so much I’m gonna explode, please.”

“Chad!” I yelled at him as I started to get a bit scared. “Get off me, please!” When he didn’t move, I started to panic. “Please don’t do this.” I started to cry, reacting to being held down again and tried to push him off of me. “Please don’t!” I was terrified, because he ignored my pleas. I irrationally thought he was about to rape me.

“Hey!” Giovanni shouted as he came in the room. “Get off her, Chad!”

Chad jumped off me. “I’m so sorry, Crystal. I have no idea what came over me.”

I just lay on the floor crying. I used to show Chad my panties like that a lot, but it never scared me when he tackled me. I used to like it. I never expected to have a reaction like that to my best friend. He could never hurt me.

Giovanni got down on the floor and picked my shorts back up over my hips. Then he pulled me into his lap and held me. “It’s OK,” he told me as he caressed my back.

I leaned my head on his shoulder. My tears kept falling as I relived my attack in my mind. Chad had never scared me in the 15 years I knew him. I clutched Giovanni’s shirt, filled with terror.

“Please don’t let me go,” I begged him as I started to shake.

Chad got down on his knees next to me. I could see tears running down his cheeks. “I’m so sorry, Crystal. I never meant to scare you. I forgot that could bring back such terrible memories. I wasn’t thinking. I love you. I’m really sorry.” He touched my shoulder, and I jumped.

“Chad, please,” Giovanni quietly said. “You’re making it worse. Just wait ’til she calms down. You really freaked her out.”

I was so filled with fright I could feel my nails digging into Giovanni’s skin. The whole night kept playing in my head over and over. I couldn’t make it stop. “I can still feel his fingers in there. Please make it stop. Giovanni, please, get him off me.” I closed my eyes trying to get the horrible scene out of my head.

Giovanni pulled me closer. “I wish I could. I wish I stopped him from touching you. But he can’t do it again. I won’t let anyone do that again. I promise.” He started to rock me gently.

After what felt like forever, but had to be only minutes, my body stop shaking and I finally began to relax. I still couldn’t believe my best friend had jumped on me like that, and wouldn’t let me up, after what I had been through. He was still so impulsive. He brought everything back with something that could have been an innocent joke days before.

When I lifted my head, Giovanni kissed my lips, gently. Then I turned to Chad who was obviously very disturbed by his own behavior. His tears were still falling as he looked at me with pleading bloodshot eyes. His hair was not in its usual ponytail. I loved his hair. It was always so soft, and I loved when he let me braid it.

I couldn’t help but remember all the good he had done for me. I decided I was not going to let one error in judgment destroy our long friendship. I let go of Giovanni and put my arms out to Chad. “I’m OK,” I assured him.

He pulled me from Giovanni and hugged me very tightly in his lap. I felt his tears run down my neck as he held me with his cheek against mine. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered into my ear. “I lost control of myself. I’ll never do that again. I didn’t mean to scare you. You’re my very best friend, and I never wanted to hurt you.” He started to hold me so tight it was hurting.

“Chad,” I said to him, a bit breathless from him crushing my chest with his strength. “You’re holding me too tight. It hurts.”

He loosened his grip. “I’m sorry.” He looked at me and kissed my lips.

I turned my head. “Don’t, Chad. I don’t know what changed between us yesterday. I really didn’t mean for your emotions to get all mixed up. But it’s over and we’re not going to do it again, no matter how much you beg me.” I pulled away from him and stood up. Giovanni was looking at me. I saw his confused expression and asked him, “What’s the matter?”

He moved closer to me and took one of my hands in his. Giovanni asked, “What happened yesterday?”

I felt my face blush. I thought about the morning after my attack. It was so emotional and incredible. I swore I felt love in my heart for Chad that time. I hadn’t wanted Giovanni to know it happened at all. But the look in his eyes told me he was not going to drop the subject.

“I slept in Chad’s bed the night I was attacked, With him.” I bit my lip afraid to tell him the rest. I didn’t want Giovanni to think less of me because of what I had done in my confusion.

“I already knew that,” Giovanni reminded me. “I’m sure you were too afraid to sleep alone. I know that’s not what you guys are talking about. That’s innocent. I’ve been getting the impression there’s something different between you guys.”

I looked down. “I don’t want you to think I’m a whore.”

“Why in the world would I think that?” Giovanni lifted my chin with his fingers. “I could never think that of you, really, no matter what.” He looked at Chad. “You guys had sex again didn’t you? That’s the only thing that makes sense.”

I nodded my head. “I woke up in his bed with him and I was confused.” I explained. “I couldn’t remember the night before at all. I kissed him and it kinda just happened. It really screwed things up I think.”

I didn’t want Giovanni to know how many times Chad and I had done that same thing in the past. I also didn’t want him to know how different that morning was for the two of us. How much closer I felt to Chad since or how I could no longer stop thinking about him at times. Our bond had grown so much. I worried that Chad thought I loved him back. My feelings for him did change, but not as much as he wanted them to.

Giovanni smiled. “I knew it. I suspected it as soon as I got there that morning. Chad was acting weird and he wouldn’t tell me who made the claw marks on his back. He was protecting you. Crystal, it doesn’t make me think any less of you. You guys probably just needed each other after the horror of the night before.”

I felt so relieved that Giovanni understood. I just had to get Chad to believe it couldn’t happen again. I had felt his feelings for me grow even stronger since then.

Soon after, everything was out of the van. The three of us sat on the floor and unpacked it all. I sorted my clothes. Giovanni folded the ones that were staying. Chad packed away the others into a bin. He planned on putting them in his basement in case I wanted them back one day.

After the clothes were all put away, we started to go through my toiletries. “Why do girls need so much junk?” Chad asked. “You got like four different shampoos.”

I smiled at him knowing how much stuff he had in his bathroom. “Chad, you need to be quiet before I tell Giovanni how much crap you have for your hair at your house.”

I moved over to Chad and knelt behind him. I picked up some of his gorgeous hair in my hands. “This takes a lotta work.” I ran my fingers through it. He kept it so nice. It was soft and smelled so good.

He leaned back on me, putting his head on my shoulder. “You love my hair and you know it.” He smiled at me and then closed his eyes.

I knew he liked it when I played with his hair that way. He was so right; I did love his hair. Sometimes, I wished Giovanni had hair like Chad’s. I wished I had hair like his. It’s funny how some guys have better hair than girls. I ran my hands through it for a while.

Then Chad lost his balance and fell back on me. I went back as well, onto the floor. Chad’s head wound up on my chest. We both started laughing. When he turned over, his mouth brushed against my breasts.

He smirked at me. “Sorry, Crystal.”

I let out another laugh. “No, you’re not. You liked that.”

“I’m a guy, you know? Why wouldn’t I like that?” Then he winked at me.

I looked up and saw Giovanni watching our interaction. “You guys’re insane.” He laughed. “I think you’re back to normal again. This is how I always think of you two together. Just constantly teasing each other. I don’t think I could handle having a girl for a best friend.”

Chad helped me up and I walked over to Giovanni and pushed him to the floor. Then I straddled his hips. “You don’t have to worry about that.”

Giovanni smiled. “I like it when you’re rough with me.”

“I’m not hearing this!” Chad yelled as he covered his ears.

“I can feel that,” I replied, as I felt his cock hardening beneath me. I looked at Chad. He had his eyes closed also. “Chad, I’m just playing around.”

Giovanni grabbed my waist and flipped over on top of me, his hips between my thighs. “Your playing is dangerous, you know.” He kissed me as he ground his hips into me slowly. I could feel his breath quickening with desire. He whispered into my ear. “I want you now.”

Chad stood up. “Listen, Giovanni, you dating Crystal I can handle, but thinking about you fucking her, I can’t.”

Giovanni got up to his knees. “I’m sorry, man. I didn’t mean to make you mad. I was just reacting to what she did. I won’t do it again with you in the room.”

Chad walked to the doorway. “Forget it. I gotta go. I’ll see you guys later. We’re leaving at nine.” He picked up the bins of clothes that needed to be put in his basement. Soon, I heard the front door open and close.

Giovanni leaned down to me and kissed my deeply on the lips. “Do you plan on helping me with this frustrating feeling you caused?”

I responded by opening his jean shorts, pulling him down on top of me and returning his kiss just as passionately. Within a minute or two, he was pulling my shorts and panties off. Then he got up to grab a condom from his room.

We both were a bit eager. It felt like we hadn’t been with each other in a long while. I thought about getting up off of the floor, but Giovanni was back too quickly, and now naked.

He smiled at me and got on top of me. “You like it on the floor?”

“I like it anywhere,” I admitted. Chad and I had tried almost everything in just about every part of his house. I tried, but I couldn’t get him out of my head.

I wrapped my legs around Giovanni’s back. Then he drove into me fast. I cried out, glad the wait was over. I closed my eyes and my thoughts drifted between Giovanni and Chad. Thankfully, it didn’t affect how much I enjoyed our act. It actually made it better.

We moved together at a fast pace and both could not keep quiet. After a few minutes, Giovanni flipped us over, so I smiled and got to my knees. Then I worked hard to give us both as much pleasure as possible. I lifted up as high as I could and rocked my hips every time I came down. Giovanni held my thighs and kept moaning with every stroke.

It was so good. It didn’t take long for me to scream. I leaned down and grabbed Giovanni’s shoulders as my insides trembled. I continued from that position and got a bit rougher, which caused him to make even more noise. I liked it, but not enough, so I went faster. That was much better.

Giovanni started lifting me a little as I went along, which helped me gain even more speed. I dug my nails into him when I let out another scream.

As soon as possible, I got to my knees again. Then I started slamming my hips down on him hard. It felt so good that way. I felt it coming yet again. My volume rose as Giovanni’s did.

Then he clutched my waist hard and almost shoved me down so my hips stopped. I screamed as I felt his cock shudder. It was such an incredible experience.

As soon as I felt that his ejaculation had ended, I lay down on him, exhausted. He caressed my back slowly. “All I can say is, damn!” he blurted out. I didn’t even have the energy to utter a sound. I just closed my eyes.

I must have fallen asleep, because when I opened my eyes, I was in my bed. I moved a little and found Giovanni holding me from behind. He was so wonderful to me.

He stroked my hair. “Did you sleep enough, my love?”

I leaned my head on him. “Yeah, I feel great.”

“Can I take you out then?”

“Why?”

“I’m your boyfriend, right?”

“Yeah, you are, aren’t you?”

“So, isn’t it normal for me to take you out on dates?” He pulled me a bit closer. “I know things started out for us a little non-traditionally, but who says we can’t start being traditional now?”

I sighed, amazed by him. “I’d love to go out with you.”

Soon after, Giovanni took me out on the Harley. I made sure to bring my outfit, purse and makeup for that night’s show in the backpack just in case we ran late. After having a romantic dinner and then playing pool, we wound up stopping near the river.

We sat on the grass, watching sailboats and yachts go by. It was just beautiful. I was between Giovanni’s legs, his arms wrapped around me. I leaned back on him and just enjoyed the amazing scenery. I closed my eyes after a while and tried to embed the image of that day in my brain so I would never forget it.

At the restaurant, he had pulled out my chair for me. He also held my hand and kept telling me, “I love you.” I was bowled over by how affectionate and romantic he was. I had yet to see that side of him. While we played pool, we laughed most of the time. He was the best of both worlds to me; fun and loving.