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Nicki was energized. She had an extra bounce in her step
as she got ready in the morning.

“You’re going to like our office, Jonas. It’ll be fun
working together. James, my boss, is fun too. Well, not fun, more like funny. I
make him tear his hair out, literally. He’s got a receding hairline which
recedes a bit more with every conversation he has with me. You should’ve seen
how sad he was about having to tell me I have to collaborate with you. I
usually hate collaborations.”

“How well do I know that,” said Jonas with a grin as they
walked out the door.

Mark had gone to work early to make up for leaving early
the day before.

“Well, I’m lucky it’s you. I’ve always been able to work
with you. Remember that project we had to do in our final year? We spent all
our prep time talking and watching
Friends
, and had to do it all in
three hours. We built an entire model from scratch in three hours.”

“And we aced that one. It’s still considered the best
final project ever turned in.”

“Well, of course we’re awesome,” agreed Nicki as they got
a cab.

“You do know that James is trying to poach you, right?
He’s not very subtle about stuff like this. He thinks he is, of course.”

Jonas laughed.

“I talked to him on the phone a few times, and yeah, I
know. He never actually said it.”

“Well, what do you think? Are you open to being poached?”

Jonas grinned.

“I might be. It would be nice to be closer to you.”

Was it her imagination, or were those simple words warmer
than they were supposed to be? Was he just speaking of being with her as a
friend, or was there more?

She wanted it to be more, realized Nicki. This was getting
complicated. She needed to figure things out.

Thankfully, they were soon at work and far too busy to
think of personal relationships and complications. Jonas and she worked very
well together, but they always had artistic and creative differences. It made
them better together.

Nicki had to juggle her previous project, too, making it
even more difficult.

By the time she noticed it was six, Nicki had had enough.

“Jonas, what do you say we call it a day? This is the time
James has a cup of tea. I think it’s laced liberally with brandy, but the point
is that now is when I usually sneak out without him giving me more work.”

Jonas nodded.

“Yeah, it’s been intense. Is it always this intense?”

Nicki shrugged.

“Why, are you too weak to keep up with it, Jones?”

The cocky insult made Jonas grin. She only called him
Jones when she wanted to bug him. It usually worked.

“I’ll show you weak, you little pint-sized nymphomaNicki!”

That had been a regular and very private nickname in
college.

Nicki laughed.

“I’ll have you know that I’ve settled down and I’m
perfectly respectable now.”

But Jonas was sure he could change her mind.

Nicki and Jonas were sitting comfortably on the living
room rug, relaxing with a couple of beers and a plate of extremely unhealthy
chicken wings.

Jonas had the appetite and, luckily for him, the
metabolism of a teenager. Nicki knew she would have to start jogging again. She
had started in college mostly because she ate junk food with Jonas. With Mark,
she had eaten as adults are supposed to.

Relaxed, they talked about college life until the
conversation finally wound around to relationships.

“I haven’t heard you talk about anybody seriously in a
while, Jonas. Even in college, you didn’t really date much.”

Jonas debated whether he should tell her the whole truth,
and finally, decided to do it.

After all, he had planned to when he came to Nicki this
time, hadn’t he?

“Nicki… There’s something you didn’t know about me in
college.”

Nicki looked at him questioningly.

“I’m bi.”

“You’re bi what? Oh! You’re bisexual?”

Nicki’s eyes went large, round and wide.

“Yeah.”

“Why didn’t you ever tell me that before?”

Jonas shrugged.

“Well, I wasn’t very interested in dating in college. The
truth is, I had a huge crush on you.”

Nicki was even more shocked.

“What? But we were so close and you never said a word!”

Jonas laughed.

“Nicki, the last thing you were looking for back then was
a serious relationship. You never looked for a deeper connection with anybody
you had sex with, you know that. I wanted us to be close, even if it meant I
could never sleep with you. Well, I slept with you, obviously, but you know
what I mean.”

Nicki was touched.

“I never knew, Jonas. Seriously.”

“I know, Nicks. I needed you to not know. What we have is
very important to me.”

Tenderly, he cupped her face with his hand and smiled at
her. Nicki heard that familiar endearment and she melted a little bit. She
looked into his eyes and saw the depth of affection there, and melted a little
bit more.

“Do you still want me, Jonas?”

The words came out as a hesitant whisper. She knew she
shouldn’t be doing this, but Nicki felt as if she’d been swept along. Maybe it
was the wine, but she couldn’t seem to stop herself.

“You know I do.”

Before she could think the better of it, Nicki leaned in
to Jonas and found his lips. She brushed her lips against his, exploring,
experimenting, and hesitant.

Jonas sighed and she felt his lips part. She couldn’t help
it – she slipped her tongue between his lips, seeking his. She felt the tip of
his tongue touch hers in a slow, seductive movement that made her moan softly
against his mouth.

It had been so long since she’d kissed anybody except
Mark. It felt so perfect to kiss Jonas.

Nicki moved closer to Jonas, until she was close enough
for him to wrap his arms around her.

“Nicki, you’re so beautiful. I’ve wanted you for so long.
Every time I see you, I want to touch you, kiss you, and hold you. You’re so
lovely.”

Nicki was floating on all the lovely things Jonas was
saying to her. She felt her arms go around him, down to the hem of his T-shirt
and slide underneath. She felt his strong muscles quiver as she touched him and
felt a rush of power.

Jonas’s hands were moving over her, stroking her back, up
her sides, as if he wanted to touch all of her. Their kisses became more
heated, more demanding, more passionate as she felt his hands cup her breasts
and squeeze lightly.

She trembled when his fingers found her nipples, so hard,
and touched them.

“So perfect, Nicki, you’re so perfect. I want to see you.
I want to see those lovely breasts. I’ve imagined them, for so long. I’ve
thought about kissing them, worshipping them. I want to give you so much
pleasure.”

His murmured endearments and promises were so seductive,
so addictive. Nicki felt him raise her T-shirt up and over her head. She was
wearing a plain black bra, but the way he looked at her made her feel as if she
was wearing silk and lace.

“So perfect,” whispered Jonas.

Nicki watched as his hands brushed over her breasts,
touching them, lingering at her nipples and brushing them over and over again.
She gasped as his fingers held them and pulled slightly.

“I want to take this off. Take it off for me, Nicki. Show
me how beautiful you are.”

Mesmerized, Nicki unhooked her bra and pulled it off.
Jonas’s face was filled with wonder as he cupped and raised her breasts.

She watched as his mouth bent to them and licked her
nipples, one after the other, over and over again until she was a trembling,
writhing mass of desperate lust.

“That feels so good, Jonas, your mouth feels so good. Suck
on them, suck on my nipples. I love having them sucked.”

Encouraged, Jonas opened his mouth and drew a nipple into
his mouth, licking and sucking on it until Nicki was whimpering in pleasure. He
switched his attention to the other one, giving her more and more until she was
saying his name over and over again.

Finally, he raised his head and pulled her close again,
kissing her long, hard and deep, his tongue dancing in her mouth and finding
hers.

She felt his hands move down to her shorts and he stroked
her pussy over it.

“Are you wet for me now, Nicki? Is your pussy hot and wet?
Do you want my cock? Tell me, baby.”

When he called her that, Nicki felt herself draw back,
just a bit. Mark called her that.

Holy shit, what was she doing?

She pulled away from Jonas.

“Jonas… Jonas, I don’t know what… Jonas, Mark!”

Jonas smiled tenderly and pulled her T-shirt back over
her.

“Shhhh, it’s all right, darling. We’ll figure it out.
We’ll figure it all out. But you know this isn’t over.”

Nicki knew. But she didn’t know what she was going to do
about it.

The End of Book
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five

Nicki was holed up in her bedroom, wondering what exactly
she wanted. She wasn’t sure.

She and Jonas had… Well, they nearly had, but hadn’t gone quite
all the way.

But they wanted to.

She chuckled to herself when she remembered that in
college she had always wondered if Jonas was gay. Well, he definitely liked
women. He liked her.

But he also liked men.

Did that mean that he was also attracted to Mark?

Maybe she should’ve done better than to just grab her
clothes and run to her bedroom. She should’ve stayed in the living room with
him and had a real conversation, about what they wanted from each other.

The trouble was, she was beginning to feel like she wanted
him more and more. For a while now, Nicki had had a sneaking suspicion creep up
on her.

Maybe she wasn’t a one-man woman. Nicki didn’t believe in
judging what consenting adults did in the privacy of their homes. Or, in her
case, in the not-so-complete privacy of restaurant rest rooms.

When she and Mark had first gotten together, she hadn’t
held anything back. She had told Mark all about her past, which had included a
lot of adventurous encounters. It hadn’t seemed to matter to him.

He wasn’t a prude.

If anything, it had turned him on. He had liked hearing
about the time when Nicki and her roommate had gotten a bit drunk and decided
to experiment a little bit. Nicki had realized that she wasn’t into women, but
she didn’t mind exploring a little once in a while.

Predictably, Mark had asked her about a threesome. Every
man seemed to do that. It was the Holy Grail for them.

Nicki had laughed it off, but she hadn’t quite said no. If
they’d come across a willing woman she’d found herself attracted to, she
would’ve been more than willing to see what a threesome would be like.

But now, Nicki had found herself beginning to think of a
threesome, and it wasn’t quite the kind of threesome that Mark had been talking
about. This one involved two men dedicated to pleasuring her in every way she
wanted.

Not just any two men; she wanted Jonas and Mark, two men
she loved and respected enough to trust them all the way.

Would Mark be open enough to try something like that? He
had been turned on, very much so in fact when they’d been spied on getting
frisky in the rest room. She knew that.

That first night with Jonas in their home, Mark had
definitely been louder than he’d been before. He had said things he had never
said before.

Was she wrong in assuming that it had something to do with
how turned on he’d been at that time? Had it been deliberate, for Jonas?

If it was, Mark had secret depths he had kept very well
hidden all this while! Now, Nicki was becoming more and more determined to
explore those depths. She would enjoy it. So would Mark.

Not once did it cross her mind to just cheat on Mark and
have an affair without involving him at all. Nicki loved Mark. No matter what
she did, she wanted Mark to be a part of it.

Nicki had never found her attraction to Mark fading, not
even a little bit, not even when she’d been in Jonas’s arms.

But she had enjoyed being in Jonas’s arms. She had felt as
if she’d come alive. She wouldn’t take it back even if she could. He had
touched her, kissed her, and had made her feel so hot and sexy, so blatantly
sexual. She loved it.

Jonas knew her, maybe even better than Mark did. They
shared a very special bond. What they’d shared a couple of hours ago changed
the nature of that bond, but Nicki was determined not to let it break that
bond. It mattered far too much.

She wanted to change it, deepen it, make it stronger and
make it more than it had been over the years. She wanted him to be a part of
her life. She wanted him to be a part of Mark’s life, too.

But it wasn’t just in her hands. First, she needed to
consider how she could convince Mark to introduce Jonas into their sex life,
gradually. Nicki wanted to feel it all again. She wanted to feel the incredible
thrill of having Jonas’s mouth on her breasts, licking and sucking on her until
she was begging him for more.

His fingers were clever, skillful and perfect. She wanted
him to touch her again.

Nicki closed her eyes and the image sprang into her mind
as if it had been there all along, just waiting for her acknowledgment: Mark
and Jonas, naked and so handsome, together, standing over her. She wanted Mark
to watch as Jonas kissed and touched and pleasured every inch of her. She
wanted Jonas to stroke himself to an orgasm while Mark made love to her.

She wanted them both. She wanted them both desperately.

Together, taking her beyond everything she had known
before.

The image was so hot, so compelling that Nicki couldn’t
push it out of her mind. She needed it now. She wanted it desperately. She
would do whatever she had to do to get that.

She felt herself get wetter and moaned as she pressed her
thighs together.

Jonas was separated from her by just a wall. She could go
to him, naked, and ask him to take her. She could ask him to do those
incredible things to her breasts again.

She could ask him to put that incredible tongue to work on
her pussy and make her come, make her tremble and scream as she was driven over
the edge.

Nicki was definitely horny enough to do that. The only
thing that stopped her was the thought of Mark.

It wasn’t all about being faithful, she could admit to
herself. She was nearly horny enough to forget about the line between right and
wrong.

But he might be home any minute.

Well, he was going to have fun when he did.