Lies That Bind (on hold temporarily)

Chapter Twenty Seven

S A R A

I must be hearing things. There's no way in fucking Hell that James Barrett would ever agree to a threesome, let alone a threesome with Alec. Sure, he's warmed up to him a bit, but not that much.

My mind is just playing tricks on me.

"W-what?"

He chuckles. "You heard me-" he pulls his fingers out of me- "go get him."

"We don't have to do this, James," I sigh, pinching my brows together. "It could just be us."

His lips graze mine, whispering, "I know. But I want to."

"S-so you're sure?" I confirm, my heart pounding in my chest.

He nods, "I am."

"Why now?"

"I don't know. I guess I'm curious."

"So, you've never had one before?"

He blushes. "I have. Back in college. But I'm more curious about seeing you with him."

"Ohh, so you want to scope out the competition," I tease.

A smile takes over his face as he chuckles. "You could say that. Maybe I could even pick up a few moves."

I roll my eyes, "Trust me, your playbook doesn't need any improvement."

"There's always room for improvement, baby." He flips me over so I'm back on top of him and presses his lips to mine. "Now, stop stalling and go get him," he whispers against my lips as he playfully swats my ass.

"Okay, okay," I giggle as I climb off of him and out of bed.

Leaning down, I give James one last kiss before fixing my shirt and heading for the living room.

Alec sits on the couch scrolling through his phone, a movie long forgotten on the TV. He looks over his shoulder at the sound of my footsteps. "Hey."

"Hi," I chirp, rounding the couch and then taking a seat next to him. "Where's Nat?"

"The Thai place called and said they couldn't deliver for another hour so she went to go pick it up," he says not looking up from his phone.

"Oh." Good, we'll have the apartment to ourselves then.

"Why?"

"No reason," I say, awkwardly picking at the hem of my shirt.

Why the Hell am I nervous? It's Alec. We've always been open when it comes to sex, and I know he would never judge me for wanting this. But for some reason there's this nagging feeling in my gut.

"You're being weird," he notes, knocking his knee against mine.

I scoff and snatch his phone out of his hand before climbing into his lap, straddling his legs. "This better?" I drape my arms over his shoulders and give him a quick peck.

And then another.

And another. Until our seemingly childish kisses turn into a full on makeout session. His lips devour mine. Hands kneading my ass. He groans when my fingers run through the hair on his nape.

"Mmm, wait-" he pulls away "-what are we doing?" His hand cups my cheek as he sighs. "Pretty boy is here."

I nod, pulling his swollen lip between my teeth, "Mhmm."

"I thought you liked the guy," he says, cocking a brow.

"I do." I smile. "But... I happen to like you too. So, why not have you both?" My lips meet his neck, softly sucking the spot that drives him insane. "At least for tonight," I whisper against his skin before trailing kisses back up to his lips.