Page 16 of Grade A Girl

Charlie

Holy. Shit. That was the mostamazingsex I’ve ever had. Not one orgasm, butthree!What girl gets that lucky? This bitch, that’s who. Both of them were perfect, each making me feel cherished in their own way. I loved how Jaxson took control of the situation. It’s like he knew how it was going to go in his head and executed it.

Kade was still in control, but more caring. He took me slowly, wanting to savor every moment. Holy crap though, they are both very well endowed. I can still feel both of them between my legs, and can still taste Kade.

I’m reeling in the post-sex haze when both men plop down next to me, sandwiching me between them. Jaxson wraps his body around mine in a cocoon of warmth, and Kade is in front of me, pressing his hard body against mine. I revel in the feeling for a moment, but then a thought hits me, crushing everything.

Do I get up and leave, or do I stay?

I attempt to slide down the bed, but both men’s hands on my body keep me in place. I shift under their touch, and Kade furrows his brows. “What’s wrong?” he asks, moving some stray hair from my face.

This is so embarrassing. “I-ah, I figured you’d want me to go home. It’s getting late.” God, I sound like an idiot. If I could cover my face without adding to my embarrassment, I would.

He keeps his eyes locked with mine “Do youwantto go home?”

I feel my face heat, and I duck, burying it in Kade's chest. I must be fifty shades of red by now. I’m not good at this. It’s not that I haven’t had boyfriends or dates, but I’ve never done the one-night stand thing—especially with two men. Is it normal to spend the night? I mean, the thought of waking up next to them in the morning is appealing.

“If you want me to stay, I will.” I’ll leave the decision up to him.

Jaxson kisses my bare shoulder. “We want you to stay, Charlie.”

He walks to his dresser—still naked—and I watch the muscles in his back and legs flex as he reaches in a drawer for boxers and a few shirts. He tosses Kade’s boxers to him along with the clothes for us to slip into. I sit up to pull the shirt over my head, and it hits mid-thigh, covering everything.

Kade and Jaxson are covered as well, and I hate to admit how much I wanted them to stay naked. I smirk at my thoughts, and Kade picks up on it.

“What’s so funny?” he asks.

“N-nothing,” I manage to squeak.

I slide under the covers and they follow, wrapping me in their arms—I settle into Kade’s chest as Jaxson wraps himself around me. I’m so warm sandwiched between these two men that I start to fall asleep almost immediately.

“Goodnight, Charlie,” Jaxson says as he kisses my shoulder moments before sleep pulls me under.

I wake a few hours later to Kade thrashing around the bed, whimpering and talking in his sleep. “Kade, wake up,” I say.

“What’s going on?” Jaxson asks, his voice thick with sleep.

“Wake up,” I say louder. He keeps thrashing as I kneel beside him. I reach my hand out to him, and Jaxson pulls me back, holding me against his chest and not letting me touch Kade. “Kade,” I yell. I flinch when he sits up suddenly and screams, burying his head in his hands.

I don’t even know how to react to what I just witnessed. Jaxson is stroking my arms, trying to soothe me. I know he was in the Marines, but the way he talked at dinner made it seem like he didn’t see much action. The screaming stops, and he blinks his eyes a few times, recognition settling in. Kade reaches his hand out toward me, and I shy away, deeper into Jaxson’s embrace.

“I’m so sorry, Charlie.” He holds his shaky hands out in front of him, showing me he means no harm. “I haven’t had a nightmare in months.”

I pull out of Jaxson’s hold, picking up my discarded clothing from the floor, and close the bathroom door behind me, making sure to lock it. I hear Jaxson saying something to Kade through the door, but their voices are too low to distinguish it.

“Please, Charlie. Can we talk about this?” Jaxson’s muffled voice comes through.

I finish getting into my clothes and open the door. Both their faces fall when they see I’m fully dressed. “I should go. I didn’t mean to cause you any sort of distress tonight.”

Kade’s entire face falls, and I want to reach out for him and soothe the worry lines I see. “I haven’t had an episode in months,” he tries to reason with me. “I usually have my dog around; he helps when this happens. Tonight’s was different than they have been—” he stops suddenly when he sees my face.

Great, so I made him go crazy by being here.That does a hell of a lot for my confidence. What do I say to that? This is more awkward than the walk of shame.

“Please stay, Charlie. I’ll leave,” Kade reasons.

I shake my head no and gather my stuff. “It’s fine, really. I’ll talk to you guys later.” I’m out the front door before they have a chance to say anything else. I space out during the ride home, and when I finally lock myself in my apartment, I look at my phone and see there’s a message from Kade.

Kade:I’m so sorry about tonight. I can’t control it, and sometimes it happens. I haven’t had an episode in a months. I really like you, Charlie. I don’t want this ruining anything between us.