Dreamin' Out Loud

Chapter 3

"Let me put my love into you, babe

Let me put my love on the line

Let me put my love into you, babe

Let me cut your cake with my knife."

- Let Me Put My Love Into You, AC/DC

A sudden heat swept up Madison's thighs and pooled like lava deep in her feminine core when she saw Ryan sitting at the counter, hunched over a bowl of cereal. His shirt stretched taut across his lean but developed shoulders and back.

Oh god, of all mornings to be here – why THIS morning?

Blaine perched on the stool next to him, wearing only a towel. His shoulders and back were considerably thicker and more muscular than Ryan's. The way his muscles rippled beneath his skin with even the most minor movement brought her dream back full force, images of him crawling across the bed flashing through her head like snapshots.

"Oh hey, hun." Blaine twisted on the stool, then stepped off. "You want some breakfast before you take off?"

A low moan simmered in her throat as she stared at his nearly nude body, knowing full well what was underneath that towel...and wishing he'd give some of it to Ryan.

"Babe?"

Madison blinked then felt the heat in her face again. "Uh...no. Thank you."

Shoving his bowl back, Ryan twisted around on his stool and leaned his back against the edge of the counter as he eyed Madison.

Fuck, boy, you are such a hottie.

A smirk curved his lips and Madison's knees went weak. She had to bite her tongue to keep herself from begging these two men to go at it right here and now.

"So, Maddy." Ryan smirked. "Got a hot dream lover, huh?"

Madison's eyes widened and her jaw dropped a little as her eyes shot to Blaine. "You..."

Grinning, Blaine shrugged. "You know I had to tell him. This ain't something you keep from your best friend."

The heat in her face turned scalding. "I never said... I was dreaming about...someone else."

"You know Blaine is jealous, right?" Ryan chuckled, clearly amused.

"You fuck." Blaine turned and socked him hard in the shoulder. "I never said I was jealous."

"Yeah, whatever." Ryan grinned and winked at Madison. "Your boy's afraid he don't do it for you anymore."

"You dick." Blaine grabbed him around the throat from behind with his arm. "You're such a fuckin' liar."

Ryan looked at Madison, eyes slightly bulged as Blaine squeezed just a little, and shook his head. "No I'm not." He squeaked.

Madison laughed softly but couldn't put down the sexual charge it gave her to see the two men touching, in whatever way. She silently willed them to get into a scuffle right there on the kitchen floor, but to her disappointment, Blaine released Ryan.

"So tell us about your dream hottie." Ryan rubbed his throat. He seemed thoroughly delighted that Madison had had a dream about another guy. No doubt simply to needle Blaine with it.

The heat refused to leave her face and she looked away. She grabbed a small bottle orange juice form the refrigerator. "There wasn't any...hottie."