Our Love

Quinn

"I held my tongue all damn day; I need an award or something." Carrie sassed as she poured herself a glass of wine. I kicked off my heels and took the glass she offered me. "That little walk of shame you did this morning... spill it." She nodded toward the living room. I followed along with a laugh, trying to figure out how much I wanted to share.

"It was late, so I just stayed over." Shrugging as I sat opposite her.

Her eyes rolled as she groaned in displeasure. "Obviously. What did you do all night, though?"

"A lady doesn't kiss and tell." I sang as she nearly choked on her sip of wine.

"You had sex." She gasped, staring at me. "I mean, I thought so by the glow on your face this morning, but yea, you totally fucked." I couldn't fight the blush that crept up my cheeks. "Was it good?" She waggled her eyebrows with a laugh.

"So good," I answered without even thinking.

"Does this mean that you're choosing Wade?"

I sighed when she asked. The sex with Wade had been out of this world amazing. I felt closer to him than anyone else right now, but I still felt torn. Grant and I had a different connection; it didn't compare to mine with Wade. It was different, not better or less. I wanted to explore my feelings for him. I also felt like such a whore, a greedy little whore.

"I...I don't know." I twirled the wine left in my glass. "I feel like such a whore." I confessed.

"What?! Why?" Her face was all shocked and angry as she came over, sitting next to me. "You're exploring your interest with them; there's absolutely nothing wrong with that. If you want to sleep with both of them, there's absolutely nothing wrong with that. It's also no one's business but yours and theirs. You're definitely not a whore, Quinn."

"Everything has kind of progressed so quickly." I gulped the remainder of the wine. "I asked them to have dinner with me tonight so that we could talk about everything."

"What are you going to discuss?"

"I don't want to choose one." I bit my bottom lip, full of nerves. "I've been looking it up since Grant mentioned the whole sharing thing. Would that be crazy? Am I crazy for even thinking it?" I practically whispered out.

"It's not crazy, Quinn. Hell, Grant was the one who brought it up and they did it once before. I mean, I don't know anyone in a relationship like that, but you're adults. If you all want that, go for it. After such a horrible Husband, I say you deserve two awesome men." I couldn't help but laugh at her statement.

We finished chatting a bit, Carrie being my personal cheerleader as usual. I left her to make plans with Natalia while I headed up to prepare for dinner. Wade had offered to pick up some take-out and meet up with us at Grant's apartment. I didn't want to try and have this conversation out in public, just out of concern for the emotions and any chance of someone overhearing.

I pulled up the web app on my phone one more time, rereading the information about polyamory. It was something I'd never thought of, not even heard of other than in novels I'd read. When Grant and Wade mentioned it, they didn't use that term, but that's what they described. It didn't sound as serious as what I had in mind, but it gave me hope that they were open. I threw my phone into my bag, saying a quick farewell to Carrie, and I headed out. The closer I got to the apartment, the more my nerves picked up.

As soon as Grant opened the door, those nerves melted away. He was in his gym clothes, tight t-shirt, and basketball shorts. He wore his contacts and a backward ball cap. I loved this casual look on him. "Hey, pretty lady." His smile was wide, showcasing his pearly white teeth.

"Hi." I squeaked out as he leaned down, giving me a quick peck on the cheek.

"Wade just texted and said he was picking up the food and would be right over." He closed the door and followed me into the dining area where I had sat my bag. "I just got back from the gym. Do you mind if I take a super quick shower? Help yourself to anything; get comfortable." He motioned around.

While he rushed off, I slipped out of my sneakers and grabbed a bottle of water. I received a text from Wade, letting me know he was waiting for the food and asking if we needed anything else. I loved how attentive he was. I finished my text to him just as I heard footsteps. When I looked up, Grant was standing in front of me with nothing but a towel held around his waist. The water droplets went down his perfectly toned chest that had no trace of hair. Only a small gathering of it under his belly button led to a place I'd yet to explore.

"Sorry, it was so quiet; I thought you left." When I looked up into those blue eyes of his and his uneasy smirk, I couldn't help myself. I stood and immediately walked over, putting my hands on his chest, rising to my tiptoes placing my lips on his. It was innocent enough at first but heated up as I felt his amazing body underneath my fingers.

I pressed my body into him as his hands came up into my hair, gripping my face and holding me to him. Our tongues thrashed together and he nibbled on my bottom lip, then ran his tongue over it soothingly. I couldn't believe I was doing this, just going for it, but I also couldn't help myself. I was insanely attracted to Grant and Wade. I could feel his impressive bulge poking into my belly as our kiss continued. Despite the amazing sex the night before, I was throbbing with need, wanting Grant. I pulled back, kissing my way down his chest, exploring him just as Wade entered the door.

"Wade!" Grant called out as he gripped my arms, getting my attention. I froze in place, unsure of what to do. Slowly I turned, expecting to see a heartbroken Wade or even an angry Wade but instead, he was smirking. Wade was smirking at us standing there.

"Hmm. I've got dinner, but it seems you might not be ready to eat." He teased, placing the bags down on the kitchen table. I stood in shock, watching him; when I turned to see Grant's reaction, I realized he had snuck off, assuming to get dressed.

"I...um...we..."

"Quinn, it's okay." He smiled, his emerald eyes with flecks of gold shining as he stepped toward me. To my complete surprise, he grabbed my waist, pulling me toward him and giving me an equally hot kiss. His mouth overtook mine, his tongue pushing its way through and his teeth pulling my bottom lip before he sucked it, then pulled back. "Missed you today."

I stood there in complete shock. I was burning hot with desire for these two men, who both had kissed me within minutes of each other, dampening my panties. Neither one seemed bothered by the other. Was this my life now? Was this possible? We had to have this conversation now once I composed myself and shut my greedy pussy up.