***Mia***
I decided to come home early and surprise them. When I arrived at the airport, I felt elated that I was finally home. I took a cab home. When we pulled up I saw both cars there, and I knew Eric was here and that made me even happier.
I watched as the taxi pulled away. I turned to look at my mother's house which was at a distance cloaked in darkness with no sign of a soul in sight. Sadness drifted over me as I slowly made my way up the steps and unlocked the door. I closed the door quietly and made my way through the living room that was partially decorated.
I paused as I heard sounds coming from the back. I walked closer towards Liam's room as the sound got louder and my ears and face grew warm with the unmistakable sounds of lovemaking.
I paused at the door and watched in stark shock, Eric and Liam having sex. I don't know how long I was there before I said their name. I had no clue or understood what I was watching until they turned to face me and scrambled off the bed.
Chaos formed as I took off with no particular place in mind.
So much happened in that small space in time and I was overwhelmed. Especially after the realization that I had feelings for the both of them. Then it dawned on me. I kissed Liam, and he turned me down. And I got intimate with Eric, and he did the same. I'm such a fool.
I took off to my room.
I sat on my bed still shaken up by what I saw.
I'm still beside myself and can't wrap my head around it all.
I'm more shocked at how my body responded to what they were doing.
I close my eyes and the image is fresh on my mind.
The way they kissed and fucked was a turn on. Yes...you heard me right.
My nipples tightened and my pussy clenched standing there watching Eric's hips rise and fall as he fucked Liam. Gay Porn had nothing on them.
My face warms with the thought of them locked in a kiss as they made love. And..to be brutally honest, I liked what I saw. I liked watching them. I stood there for a brief second and saw enough to feel and know that it turned me on.
I am so lost in my thoughts that I don't hear them much until I hear Liam shout.
"You did what?"
They begin to argue, and I understand what it's about. I quickly stand and walk out in time to see them begin to argue. I stand there helplessly watching Eric struggle to explain what happened between us as Liam slowly more and more gets angrier. My heart caves because its happening because me.
My heart drops to my stomach as I see him lunge for Eric and wrap his hands around his neck and I spring in to action and get between the two of them. I beg Liam to stop as he yells at Eric. I shove his chest and beg him not to yell at him.
"It's my fault!" I shout.
I say it louder, and the shouting between them gets louder.
"I want you out of my house," Liam shouts at Eric.
And I repeat myself again even louder and they stop. By then Liam has his arm tightly wound around my waist in a protective grip. His gaze lands on me and his eyes sadden. Tears formed in my eyes as I finally confess to him and Eric about how I felt. And had been feeling for them both for so long.
"You can't get mad at Eric, Liam because remember we kissed." I say gently caressing his cheek as he holds my gaze.
"You what?" Eric said.
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