Page 14 of Strong Coffee (Coffee Beans & Love #1)

THIRTEEN

Brady

This could not be happening.

As soon as Cam found out that it was Shane who walked into the bathroom while I was being fucked within an inch of my life, Cam lost it.

He uncovered my mouth, leaned back, and continued fucking me.

He was savage with his brutal thrusts. But Shane never left.

He only stood there. I could see the shadow of him under the door of the stall.

I bit my lip to keep from crying out, but I knew it wasn’t what Cam wanted. He wanted me to make sounds. He wanted Shane to know that it was officially done between us. Cam was staking his claim, and I was his ever-willing victim.

My breathing picked up, my chest rising and falling. My balls drew up into my body and I knew, it was only a matter of seconds before I came.

The sound of the bathroom door closing forced a chuckle from Cam.

“Guess he didn’t like hearing you getting fucked?” he murmured in my ear. Grabbing hold of my hips, he pulled me back and picked up speed with his brutal thrusts.

A loud groan left me, my release slamming into me and spilling onto the floor at my feet.

“Such a good boy, coming hard for a man you hardly know.” Cam ran his hand up the length of my back. When his fingers circled around my throat, he ripped me back against him and shoved me hard up against the wall of the bathroom stall.

He grunted, thrusting once, twice, before he pushed his cock into my ass as far as my body would allow. I whimpered at the slight tinge of pain, feeling his dick swell and pump his release into me.

“Geezus, fucking hell, Brady.” He moaned, sinking his teeth into the base of my neck.

Once we both calmed down, he slowly slipped from my body.

He righted his pants before turning me around and helping me with my own.

That small act of kindness made my heart stutter.

As many guys I had been with, no one ever took the time to help me dress.

Of course, it was something that was never needed but it was the thought that counted.

After Cam helped me with my jeans, he ran his hands under my t-shirt.

“I think we should get out of here,” I suggested.

His eyes flicked to mine. “Is that because you don’t want to face Shane?”

I opened my mouth to deny it but thought better of it. “Yes. ”

“Tell me why.” Cam moved his palms higher up my torso, taking a step closer.

“I don’t want a lecture. I don’t want him to tell me that this is my place of work, and I shouldn’t be having sex in the bathroom even though.

..” I took a breath. “Even though when I was sleeping with him, we had many moments in here.” I waited for Cam to say something or for him to leave and say that this was too much.

Or that I was still hung up on Shane and needed to get over it before doing anything more with him.

But when Cam only gave me a small smile instead, a breath of relief left me.

“Listen, I get it.” Cam pulled away from me and opened the bathroom stall door.

“After Bev and I divorced, both of us had hard times dating because people were jealous of our relationship. Even though we’re just friends, people couldn’t understand that and assumed that we would get back together or at the very least, fuck and cheat on the people we were dating at the time.

It’s one of the reasons I left the city I grew up in.

I wanted Bev happy and the only way that could happen, was for me to expand my career elsewhere.

We’re still close as ever but because we don’t see each other as often as we used to, it’s made it easier for her to date. ”

“That’s very considerate of you but what about you?

” I followed him but I looked over my shoulder and saw my release on the floor.

It sent a shiver down my spine, knowing that anyone could see it.

They probably wouldn’t even know what it was but the fact that it was there in the first place, was thrilling. “You deserve to be happy too, Cam.”

“I know.” Cam cleared his throat, pulling my head around. “Don’t even think of cleaning it up, Brady.”

He had said he wanted Shane to see it. To see my cream on the floor.

But instead, Shane walked in on us. I wasn’t sure what he would say to me.

Maybe he would completely ignore it. It wasn’t like he hadn’t moved on from us anyway.

I had a feeling that he was either seeing someone or at least interested in doing so even though he just never came out and actually said it.

“Let’s grab a drink and then we can head back to my place,” Cam suggested.

I liked that idea but a part of me didn’t want to face Shane either. I didn’t know what I would say or even do. Would he be pissed that he had walked in on us? It wasn’t like we had been discreet either about what we were doing.

“Hey.” Cam moved in front of me and cupped the back of my neck.

He leaned his forehead against mine, taking a deep breath.

“If Shane gives you shit, you let me know. I don’t give a flying fuck who he is or what he was to you.

He’ll learn really fast that it’s over between the two of you and he won’t like how I react to his jealousy. ”

When I went to pull away from Cam, his hold on the back of my neck only tightened.

“What the fuck did I just say, Brady?”

Giving him a hard shove, I stepped out of his embrace. “I’m not into this jealousy bullshit, Cam. So if you want to continue whatever this is between us, I suggest you stop that once and for all.”

Cam stared at me, a slow grin spreading on his face. “Well, there he is.”

I frowned. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“I was starting to wonder if you were a pushover or if you’ve been hurt so damn much, that you couldn’t figure out how to think for yourself.

I also thought that Shane maybe had this unexpected hold on you, and you didn’t know how to make him let go.

” Cam closed the distance between us, placing a soft peck on my cheek.

“I like this side of you, baby,” he whispered, reaching around me and opening the door to the bathroom .

When he stepped out into the hall and left me alone, all breath escaped me. I went to follow him, but a throat clearing stopped me.

Shane was standing outside the door to the staff room.

“I don’t need your lectures, Shane,” I grumbled.

“Are you sure? Because it seems like you’re doing shit you never would have done before meeting this guy.”

My brows narrowed in the middle as I stared at my best friend.

“Are you jealous? Did you enjoy listening, Shane?” I wasn’t sure where this side of me was coming from.

I always had a hard time saying what was on my mind.

I never knew why either. I just didn’t like talking about my feelings or revealing things about myself because whenever I had done so, I would get laughed at.

One could only be laughed at so much before they closed up completely and said fuck you all.

Shane only stared at me, his jaw clenching.

“Say it.” I crossed my arms under my chest. “Say how stupid I am for having sex in the bathroom at our place of business. Say how fucked all of this is and that you and I should be together even though we both know that it would never work.”

“I’m not saying any of that shit.” He rubbed the back of his neck, letting out an exasperated sigh. “I’m…I wish I could say that I was seeing someone but I’m not. I am interested in someone else though. So…yeah.”

“I figured as much.” I had never been completely sure if he was dating anyone, but I didn’t want him to think that I would be shocked as hell to find out that he was. We had to move on from each other, but I always had the fear that what we did would ruin our friendship.

“Really?” His arm fell to his side. “How did you figure?”

“I just had a feeling. You’ve been secretive and quiet. You’ve also been keeping to yourself or backing out of plans. I only see you here, when I used to see you all the time.”

“You saw me all the time because we used to live together,” he pointed out.

“True.” The four of us had been roommates until whatever happened between Shane and me fell through. He moved out and found his own place while I still lived with Presley and Noah.

“What are you doing, Brady? Because whatever this is between you and…”

“Cam,” I added for him.

“Cam.” Shane jutted his chin. “You never would have done this.”

“What? Getting fucked in a bathroom?”

“You know what I mean.”

“Do I?” I shook my head, turning on my heel, not bothering to wait for him to respond. “You’re my best friend, Shane, and I love you but not the way you need. What I’m doing is having some fun. I like Cam, so you’re going to need to get used to him being around.”

I didn’t wait for him to respond and instead, headed down the hall back to the main dining area of the café. I didn’t know what was worse. Cam’s jealousy or Shane’s longing for something I couldn’t give him.

We tried that. We went down that road so many times, it made everyone around us miserable, including us.

When I headed back out to the dining area, Cam was sitting at our table. He was drinking his beer, a deep frown settling between his brows. As I approached, his head lifted. His eyes seared into mine. They held so many questions. Questions I didn’t know the answers to, no matter how much I tried.

This wasn’t fair to Shane. I knew that. It also wasn’t his fault that he had some lingering feelings that he needed to sort through.

But at the same time, it wasn’t my fault either.

We had to remain friends and that was it.

I just prayed that this wouldn’t come between us.

As much as I enjoyed the time I spent with Cam, I refused to lose Shane. He was family.

“You really need to talk to your boy about this shit between you two,” Cam said as I lowered into my seat.

I grunted, grabbed my beer, and downed half of it in one gulp.

“You know I’m right.” Cam shrugged, staring at me over the rim of his beer stein.

“I have talked to him but whatever’s going on between Shane and me, is none of your business.” It was cold but Cam needed to understand his place.

“Listen.” Cam placed his empty mug on the table between us. “You and I? It’ll end before you deal with your issues with Shane. I don’t share. And I sure as hell don’t deal with little boys who get their panties in a twist because they can’t sort out their own fucking feelings.”

When I went to speak, he lifted his hand, stopping me.

“I like you, Brady. I like you a lot. I haven’t liked someone in a long time either. So tell me now. Do you want to continue this or not? Because I’m too old for games.”

Looking back and forth between his eyes, I took a breath and then another. Before I could stop myself, I stood from my chair and went around to his side of the table.

Cam raised an eyebrow, looking up at me with lust swirling in his deep gaze. “Answer the question, Brady.”

“Stop telling me what to do,” I grumbled, bent at the waist, and lowered my mouth to his. My hand slipped to the back of his head, my fingers curling through the soft strands of his hair and tugging.

He grunted, his lips splitting to give me deeper access to his tongue .

Controlling the kiss for just a moment, I was vaguely aware that we were being watched but I didn’t care. Shane needed to know that it was over between us.

For good.