UnBurdened (9 page)

“Now you made me waste my noodles,” he blames me. He leans
his head down and eats a noodle off my chest.

“Brayden stop! You’re disgusting. You’ll eat anything off me
won’t you?”

“Anything,” He agrees, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

 Ok maybe it wasn’t so disgusting when he licked the
sauce off my nipple.

The next morning I wake on the bed wrapped in a towel. After
our noodle fight; which he was the champ of—or maybe I was the victor in that.
After all I got to reap the reward of his tongue licking my breast and nipple
clean. I wanted to shower alone since he already showered at the arena but he
would not have it.

What was supposed to be a quick shower turned into a forty
minute performance. After rubbing his soap slicked hands all over my body he
proceeded to fuck me against the shower wall. The power of his thrust so strong
I pulled out a few strands of his hair. After bring me to two mind-blowing
orgasms he bent me over and coerced my body to a third orgasm before finally
letting go and exploding deep inside me. After drying me off he wrapped me in a
fresh towel and carried me to his king size bed. We cuddle in the middle of the
huge bed falling asleep within minutes.

I turn in his arm to face him. At rest he looks a lot
younger then the stressed out, globetrotting rock-star he usually personifies.
Right now he’s just Brayden. My incredibly sexy, fun and let not forget kinky
boyfriend. The way that man was able to pull those orgasms out of me last night
still makes me shiver with pleasure.

I tiptoe across the room to get my bag. I pull my clothes
out and then Brayden begins to move around in the bed.

“Come back to bed,” he whines in his raspy, just woke-up
voice causing goose bumps to pebble over my naked skin.

“No, you need to get out of bed. I’ve never been to Seattle
and you’re taking me out.”
Way to stick to your guns Kerri
, I cheer
myself on. I need the pep talk if I plan on staying out of that bed.

He flips onto his back revealing a pretty serious case of
morning wood. I could wake up every morning to his naked body across my bed.

“At least give me a good morning kiss” he pouts at me, his
hair seductively disheveled. Who could resist this man’s sexual prowess? Not
me. I dive in the bed burrowing my chilled naked skin against his smooth
warmness. He begins nuzzling my neck, caressing my navel until his hands latch
on to my hips pulling my ass against his heavy arousal.

My towel is quickly tossed off the bed and Brayden’s hands
caress my breasts. I arch into him as he plucks at my nipples, the pebbled
beads aching for the feel of his tongue sliding over them. He moans as I rub my
ass against his erection. His finger glides over my navel and delve into my
moist center. He bites down on my neck as his fingers roll the aching bud of
nerves. My hips move in small circles, encouraging him to bring me to climax.

He grabs my leg and places it over his left thigh then
positions his cock and thrust into me from behind. His strokes are slow and
easy at first, light kisses on my neck and ear cause shivers to run up my spine
and the ache in my pussy to increase. His pace quickens and he pinches my
nipples. My reverberated moans and the wet slapping sound of his cock thrusting
into me are the only sounds in the room.

He tilts my head back and invades my mouth with his tongue.
The skillful strokes of his tongue have me panting against his mouth. I’m on
the verge of going off and he can feel it. His fingers roll my clit as he
pounds into me with long deep thrust and my orgasm grips me, his continuing
thrusts send jolts of pleasure through my body.

He pushes me face down in the mattress, grabs my hips and
slam into me repeatedly. His grunts get gradually louder until he moans my name
as a gush of cum flows into my channel. He pulls out and leans back on his
haunches, breathing heavily and stroking my back.

He leans his body over mine and whispers in my ear, “I love
you.”

My heart skips a few beat and the feeling that flows through
me feels ten times better than the orgasm I just had. I arch my head back and
kiss him on his cheek. “I love you too,” I answer. I’m pretty sure I’ve been in
love with him since that first night in New York.

******

My phone buzzes as we make our way to the elevator. A quick
glimpse reveals it’s from Chase. “Chase says he’ll meet us at the space
needle,” I say.

Brayden turns a sharp eye at me and grabs my arm before I
can get into the elevator. “Why is Chase texting you? Since when did he have
your number?” his eyes are blazing angrily and I just don’t get why he hates my
interaction with Chase so much.

“We exchanged numbers in New York. He’s your best friends so
why wouldn’t I be friends with him. Why don’t you trust him around me?” 
Chase is fun to talk to and I would hate to lose his friendship. Sure he flirts
with me but it’s mostly playful.

“You have no idea what Chase wants from you? I trust you
Kerri, there are just some things that you don’t know but if you want him to
come along with us then let’s go meet him.”

In the car, Brayden gazes out the window lost in his
thoughts. I reach over and squeeze his hand. He flinches then rubs my hand,
trying to convince me everything is alright but I know it’s not. He doesn’t
trust Chase around me and I wonder if I could trust myself around Chase.

Butch pulls up outside the space needle and Brayden helps me
out, holding my hand as we walk into Chihuly garden. Chase is waiting for us
inside. He’s leaning against a wall in stone washed jeans and a gray t-shirt
that has tears in it. His shaggy blonde hair appears to be windblown and his
eyes are shielded by a pair of aviator glasses. He’s grown a little five
o’clock shadow on his face and it makes him look bad ass. He removes his glasses
and walks towards us and my stomach flutters a little when he smiles at me.

He pulls me into his arms and kisses my forehead. Brayden’s
grip on my hand tightens at the embrace and he pulls me back to him. Chase
notices and rolls his eyes.

 “Come on Bray it doesn’t have to be this way.” Brayden
eyes him suspiciously before pulling me along behind me.

“Bray,” Chase shouts at him and Brayden pauses to look back
at him.”I just miss you man. Is it okay if I hang with you and
your girl
?”
The way he says your girl makes me a little nervous. I think he might resent my
relationship with Brayden more than I thought.

Brayden shrugs and Chase steps in beside us obviously glad
Brayden didn’t tell him to fuck off. The glass exhibits are amazing and Chase’s
cheerful demeanor is contagious so before long Brayden is laughing along with
us. Once Brayden’s shield comes down and his tension eases I can see the fun
dynamic of their friendship.

 I let them get a little ahead of me so I can watch how
they interact. Chase wraps his arm around Brayden’s neck, pointing at different
exhibits and I finally see proof that they are best friends. Brayden nudges
Chase in the ribs and looks around for me. He spots me a few steps back and
pulls me between Chase and him. When Chase wraps his arm around my shoulder and
places a kiss on my cheek, Brayden just shakes his head and smiles.

The rest of our afternoon is easy without Brayden constantly
worried about Chase hitting on me. Chase is smart enough to be well behaved and
doesn’t overstep any boundaries. We’re halfway though our lunch when Chase
decides to explain how he met Brayden.

“When Bray moved here he was the skinniest little kid on the
block, he kind of worshipped me though. Followed me around like a lost puppy,”
Chase chuckles.

“Fuck you Chase,” Brayden says flipping him the finger. “I
could bench press your ass now.”

“Yeah well back then I was worried he would show up at
school wearing a kilt so I took him under my wing. He’s been my wing man since
then.” He gives Brayden an odd look and I know I’m missing something but
Brayden ignores him, snatching up his ringing phone, glad for the distraction.

He gets up from the table and walks into a private corner.
Chase watches him then his eyes lock with mine and I’m pretty sure I see a
flash of hunger. Not the usual humorous flirting I always get from Chase but
intense hunger and longing. I quickly drop my eyes to my plate pushing my food
around. I don’t understand the fluttering I feel when he looks at me with that
icy gray gaze. I love Brayden and I would never betray him with Chase but the
attraction is definitely there.

Brayden returns and leans his hands on the table, his face
tight and grim again. “Mandy booked me for an interview and failed to tell me
until now. I can’t get out of it so I’ll have Butch drop you off at my place on
our way to the interview.”

“She’s still eating Bray, I’ll bring her home,” Chase
offers.

Brayden shakes his head looking back and forth between Chase
and I. “Hell no, she leaves with me.”

“Bray you’re my best friend I’m not going to do anything to
your girl. It’s three o’clock and I’m sure she didn’t come all the way to
Seattle to be lonely in your apartment.”

Brayden stares at him, the wheels visibly turning in his
head, he shakes his head then says, “Fine but we talked about this already, I
don’t think I need to warn you again.”

Chase throws up his hand and shakes his head at Brayden’s
obvious distrust in him. Brayden places a kiss on my forehead before he races
out of the restaurant. An awkward silence falls over the table and the tension
builds as I try to avoid Chase’s eyes.

“I’m not going to devour you Kerri, it’s okay to look at
me.” I look up at his smiling face wishing I left with Brayden then I wouldn’t
have to deal with my conflicting feelings.

“You know Mandy probably set that interview up after she
found out you were coming. She’s been acting pretty possessive since Bray
hooked up with you.” My eyes widen at his statement, I hadn’t even realized
this could be Mandy’s ploy to keep us apart.

“Thank god you see it too. Brayden thinks I’m overreacting
but I know she wants him.” He grins as he shoves his fork into his mouth.

“Bray is blind to Mandy’s feelings. She’s been harboring
feelings for him for years but he sees her as a sister so he blocks out any
subtle signs she gives.”

“So what do I do?” I ask putting down my fork.

“Nothing. He loves you so you have nothing to worry about.
I’ve never seen Brayden like this with any women.” My curiosity peaks at the
sad look on his face and I decide to get some answers.

“What’s going on between you and Brayden? I know I’m causing
a rift in your friendship but I feel like there’s more going on.”

He pauses with his fork halfway to his mouth. He looks at me
then drops the fork. He sighs and rubs his eyes in frustration. “Brayden will
kill me if I tell you.”

“I don’t care if Brayden’s going to be mad. I need to know
what’s going on.”

He looks at me for a while and I’m pretty sure he’s not
going to tell me as he looks around nervously then gazes into my eyes. “I told
you already how we’ve been inseparable since we met. Neither one of us has ever
been in a committed relationship so when Brayden met you everything changed.”

“Why? Are you jealous of us? Do you resent me?” I ask hoping
he doesn’t harbor some deep seated resentment towards me.

“No I don’t resent you. I might be a little jealous but not
of you. Jealous of Brayden because I want you too.” He’s still holding
something back. I can tell by the way his fingers are nervously rolling his
fork around.

“Just tell me what’s going on Chase, stop with the vague
answers.” He smiles at me and shakes his head.

“I love that about you, the way you don’t bullshit and just
get to the point.” I grin at his very true impression of me.

“I didn’t become the shrewd business woman I am by taking
bullshit from men so tell me what you guys are hiding.”

“Alright, Brayden and I have always shared everything
including women—until you.”

What? Shared women?

“Chase are you saying you guys fuck the same women?” I
shriek at him.

“Shh…We don’t need this shit ending up in some magazine.” He
shifts in his seat so he can lean over the table towards me.

“Yes we usually fuck the same women but Brayden is afraid to
share you with me. He thinks you may choose me over him and that would
devastate him.” I’m floored by his confession. They share women. I shouldn’t be
excited by this but an image of Brayden and Chase naked in bed with me causes
me to shudder and my panties get damp.

“Are you guys…I mean do you guys…” I don’t even know how to
ask. Chase laughs at my struggle to get the words out.

“If you’re asking if we’re gay the answer is no. We fuck the
same women, we don’t fuck each other.”

“So you’ve actually asked Brayden to share me with you. Did you
even stop to think I might not want to do that?” My indignant tone is
unnecessary and a cover for how much the idea intrigues me.

“Oh trust me Kerri, you want me to fuck you. You want me to
pin you to my bed and lick you till you pass out. You would be the center of
our universe and we would bring you pleasure like you’ve never imagined.”

Oh god, the filth coming out of his mouth sounds like poetry
and my pussy is clenching at his every word. I’m having visions of that filthy
mouth licking the moisture from between my legs.

“I can see it in those pretty hazel eyes of yours and the
way you’re biting on that lip. You want me as badly as I want you. I’m not
trying to ruin your relationship with Brayden, I just want to be a part of it.
I already have feelings for you and maybe we can all build something together.”

This is crazy, he must be unhinged. How would a relationship
with three people ever survive? It’s hard enough to maintain one with one man.
What’s worst is Chase doesn’t seem like the type of guy who can remain faithful
and I can’t be with a man that would hurt me that way again.