Page 45 of Mutual Obsession (Rivals of Blackthorn #2)

I can’t help the grin that lights up my face as I ask, “What happened recently that made you decide to give me a second chance?”

There’s not been one specific moment recently that would have been a game changer, helping him to decide to give me a second chance, and my nosiness is getting the better of me.

Miles shuffles in his seat, his gaze flicking between me and Jake, looking a little nervous.

“Honestly? I decided to give Jake a second chance, and I figured I couldn’t give him one without you, too.

You both broke my heart in different ways, but you had reasons for doing it.

I decided to give you both a little trust, and hope you don’t hurt me. ”

“We won’t,” Jake says adamantly as I nod in agreement.

“So, something happened between you?” I ask, more through curiosity than accusing them of something.

Miles nods, the most delicious blush spreading across his cheeks as he looks at Jake, and the heat in their gazes makes my core burn. “Yeah, it was the other night in the office at the club.”

Jake chuckles as he expands on what Miles has left out. “We gave each other blowjobs, and it was really fucking hot.”

My eyes widen and my core tightens as the mental images flash in my head, heating me up in a way I never expected. “And since then?”

Miles shakes his head. “Some kissing, flirting, and hugging, but that’s all,” he replies quickly, sounding nervous.

I give him a reassuring smile as I slowly nod in acknowledgment, my brain running rampant. “Okay,” I reply tentatively, not trusting myself to say anything more.

Miles lets out a long sigh as he relaxes back against the sofa, rubbing his hand over his face. “I think the time has come for us to talk about what this is between us, and to come up with some ground rules, so that nobody feels left out.”

I’m quick to agree, knowing I need this if I have any chance of keeping my self-esteem and my sanity. Jake also nods in agreement, but neither of us speaks. We wait for Miles to take control, as has become the norm for us.

“Am I right in thinking we all want to do this?” Miles asks, looking between us, like he doesn’t already know the answer.

Both Jake and I nod enthusiastically, and I’m rather impressed no sarcastic comments were thrown his way. Miles grins when he sees we’re both all in.

“So we date. We keep it between the three of us, for now, and when the time is right, we’ll have another conversation about how to share our news,” Miles says.

Jake shuffles beneath me, and I have to ignore the hardness I can feel pressed against my arse. “I know I’m the one who probably needs this time the most, so thank you.”

I reach down and grab the hand that’s not wrapped around my waist. I lace our fingers together, squeezing reassuringly. “This is a big decision for all of us. We need to be sure we’re an unbreakable group before we open up about this.”

“Indie’s right,” Miles agrees. “This isn’t a typical relationship, so not everyone will understand or approve. We need to be sure our relationship is tough enough to handle that pressure before we even think about exposing ourselves to it. So, it’s not just you who needs the time, we all do.”

“So, do we need to set some ground rules?” I phrase it as a question, but it’s more of a reminder that Miles suggested it earlier, and now is a good time to move onto that discussion.

Jake and Miles both pause, and I’m not sure if they’re considering if we need rules, or what they should be. Unsurprisingly, Miles breaks his silence first.

“I think the first rule should be that we need to have more open communication. If you’d have known about what was happening between me and Jake, you most likely wouldn’t have felt so left out.”

That’s very true. I got so caught up thinking they were leaving me behind; I didn’t even stop to consider that they needed to work through their past issues the same way me and Miles do.

I feel Jake nodding beside me. “Exactly. I was jealous when I found out you two were sharing a bed. Not because I didn’t like the idea, it was more that I thought you were hiding it from me.”

A lump appears in my throat and my stomach sits heavily, guilt overwhelming me. I squeeze Jake’s hand tighter, as I turn to look at him, letting him see how sorry I am. He presses his lips against my cheek before giving me that cheesy grin of his, settling my nerves straight away.

Miles clears his throat, pulling our attention back to him, though I can see the smile he’s trying to hide. “So we can continue exploring our individual pairings, as long as the other person is aware of it? We need to build on ourselves as couples, or we’ll never work as a triad.”

Both Jake and I nod, but I want to add to that. “I think we should make more effort to do things as a threesome.”

As soon as the last word leaves my lips, Jake chuckles beside me, and I turn to see him wiggling his eyebrows as he smirks suggestively. I can’t stop the blush from spreading across my cheeks as I groan in embarrassment.

“I meant like all three of us date, not just sex,” I clarify, ignoring Jake’s continued chuckles.

“I wasn’t complaining about the idea of regular threesomes, Indie. I’ll never complain about that,” Jake jokes, and I playfully hit him on his arm as I shake my head.

Miles leans closer, his expression heated as he looks between us.

“Without making this all about sex, I think it’s important we talk about it.

How do you feel about having sex with us both at the same time, Dee?

It’s not everyone’s cup of tea, and we want to make sure you’re comfortable with everything we do together. ”

I’m sure my face is as red as a fucking tomato, and I have to drop my gaze to avoid looking at Miles if I stand any chance of responding normally.

This is something I’ve thought a lot about, since I realised I could have both Jake and Miles, but it’s not been an easy decision. I have a lot of trauma in my past, and other than with Miles, my sexual experiences have not been great.

Going from barely having a sex life to having sex with two men at the same time, is a massive leap, but it’s something I’m keen to try.

“It’s not something I ever thought about until recently.

I trust you both, and I know you respect me enough to stop or slow down if I’m struggling, or even just because I ask you to.

I also know you’d never force me to do something I’m not comfortable with.

That being said, I definitely want to try with both of you. ”

Jake groans loudly into my ear, shuffling beneath me in such a way that has his cock rubbing against my thigh. “Baby, you can’t say stuff like that while you’re sitting on my lap, wearing these ridiculously exposing shorts.”

Heat floods my core as I feel every inch of him rubbing against me in the most maddening way. My shorts are thin, and Jake’s only wearing sweatpants, so there’s very little barrier between us.

I turn to face Jake, and my stomach coils when I see the burning heat in his gaze. He’s looking at me like he wants to devour me, and I’m more than happy to let him.

Miles once again loudly clears his throat, and Jake and I reluctantly turn to face him. I don’t miss the way Jake glares at him, grumbling something unintelligible under his breath.

“Does anyone have any other rules to add?” Miles asks, sounding way more put together than I feel right now. “So far we have: improve communication, continue developing as couples, whilst keeping the third in the loop, and date regularly as a triad. We can also fuck as a threesome.”

“That about covers it,” Jake says, sounding impatient.

“I have nothing to add.” Even before I’ve finished my sentence, the expression on Miles’ face shifts from the impassive professional he was showing us while we made the rules, to something that gets my blood pumping.

His lips tip up into that signature smirk of his, and his blue eyes darken with heat as he stares at me hungrily. My heart races, and if I were wearing knickers, they’d be ruined right about now.

When Miles speaks this time, it’s deep and gravelly, dripping with sex. “Good, now that’s sorted, Indie, stand up and get over here.”

Before I’ve even gotten to my feet, Miles reaches out and grabs me, lifting me onto his lap with ease. With a knee on each side of his thighs, I straddle him, shuffling until I can feel his hard length beneath me.

He grabs hold of one of my hips, using his bruising grip to pull my body against his, while his other hand snakes around to the back of my neck. With a firm grip on my head, he pulls me down and slams our lips together in a passionate, all-consuming kiss.

He pulls back far too soon, and I whimper desperately, not wanting him to stop kissing me. Miles chuckles as he asks, “Do you remember your safeword, Gorgeous Girl?”

I nod, repeating it effortlessly. “Pineapple.”

“Why the hell is pineapple your safeword?” Jake’s voice is closer than I was expecting, and I turn to find he’s shuffled over to our side of the couch, sitting close enough to touch me, too.

My nose wrinkles as I remember the answer to his question. “The idea of pineapple on a pizza disgusts me so much, it’s the perfect word if I want to stop sex.”

Jake shakes his head as he smiles, looking at me like I’m his sun. “You are so fucking cute.”

“What’s your safeword going to be, Pretty Boy?” Miles asks, the sexy rasp to his voice makes me shiver.

I turn to see Miles staring at Jake in challenge, heat flaring between them in the sexiest way. Jake’s eyes widen almost comically, like he’d never considered that he might need one.

“I need a safeword?” he asks, sounding almost shy, something I’m not used to with Jake.

Miles nods reassuringly as he takes his hand from my hip and rests it on Jake’s thigh, no doubt giving him the comfort he needs as he shuffles awkwardly beside us.

“Some of what we do will be things you’ve not done before. You have to be able to tell us if you’re not into it. You need to know that we’ll stop if ever it gets too much,” Miles explains.

Jake pauses, tilting his head like he’s trying to solve a complex math question rather than come up with an easy-to-remember safeword. With each second that passes, I can tell Miles is growing more impatient, but he gives Jake the time he needs.

After much longer than necessary, Jake finally says, “Avocado.”

Miles shakes his head despondently as I burst out laughing. “Why avocado?” Miles asks through gritted teeth, and even before Jake answers, I can tell Miles regrets asking.

“I’ve never really got the point of an avocado. It’s this weird posh person veg that Mum insists on having on toast, and it’s fucking awful. I mean?—”

Before Jake can finish what I’m sure is going to be a long rant, Miles leans over and kisses him into silence. I feel Miles’ cock twitch beneath me, and I rock against it, loving the way he groans into Jake’s mouth when he feels me.

Miles pulls back, his pupils blown wide with lust, his lips swollen from kissing us both. He looks between us, a stern ‘I’m in control’ expression on his face that makes my knees weak and my pussy wet.

“Are you both going to be good and do as I say?” he asks, his voice dripping with sex.

I nod instantly, bobbing my head more times than is necessary, but I’m really fucking eager. “Yes, Sir.”

His lips tip into a smirk. “Good girl.” My insides melt from the praise as he turns to face Jake. “What about you, Pretty Boy?”

Jake pauses for a moment, as if considering what to do, but it doesn’t take him long to come to the right decision. With a shy smile on his face, he says, “I’ll do as I’m told…Sir.”

As soon as he adds Sir at the end, Miles loses the last of his control, and with a growl, he kisses him eagerly with bruising passion.