The Glass Knot-mmf (14 page)

Nick
wore a neat red polo shirt and an expression of both fury and agony.

“Nick,
please just listen,” Josh pleaded.

“Why
the hell should I?”

“Because
I love you, you know I do, with all my heart I just—”

“Clearly
you don’t love me, not enough anyway, not if you just fucked
her
.” Nick
flung his hand to the ceiling as though indicating that I was upstairs.

I
pressed my fingers to my lips and held in a gasp. Josh had wasted no time in
telling Nick.

“It’s
not like that, and you know it isn’t,” Josh said, frustration and guilt vibrating
through his words.

“So
tell me then. What the hell is it like?”

Josh
slotted both hands into his hair, his elbows out to the side, exposing his pale
underarms with their haze of dark golden curls. “I, I don’t know. I’m just
drawn to her. There’s something about her.”

Nick
huffed. “There are lots of pretty women out there that have neat, soft curves
and smell of flowers, Josh. What do you want to do, screw all of them to get it
out of your system?”

“No,
that’s a crazy thing to say.” Josh reached for Nick.

 Nick
stepped away, toward the island, his face dark and bitter with hurt.

“Please,”
Josh said, still holding out his arms. “We talked about this. I told you I
wouldn’t be able to have sex with just anyone. There needed to be an emotional
connection and now we just have to work out what that means, to me, to us…”

“It
means that you’ve got emotional connection with Laura, and you can’t control
your cock when you’re around her. Fucking great.”

“But—”

“And
where the hell does that leave me? Am I old goods now? Ready for recycling?”

“Jesus,
Nick, no. You’re my husband and I love you.” Josh grabbed Nick’s shoulders,
bunched his red top in his fists and shoved him back against the island. “I
love you so much. More than life itself.”

Nick,
trapped against the granite surface, twisted within Josh’s grip. “Damn funny
way of showing it by fucking someone else behind my back.” He pushed at Josh’s
chest. “I can’t believe you’ve broken those vows we made. You’ve shattered the
trust—trust is fragile, Josh, don’t you know that, as delicate as glass,
and now it’s gone, broken beyond repair.” He shunted his whole body forward.

Josh
jolted then braced against the shove. “Nick…” He stepped up closer, pinning
Nick tight with his strong, bulk.

“Leave
me alone,” Nick said, his voice rising even higher. “Just fuck off will you.”

“No,
we have to sort this out.” They both pushed at one another. “We can fix this,”
Josh shouted.

Nick
let out a grunt of frustration when Josh wouldn’t give up. “There’s nothing to
sort out and it can’t ever be fixed. Go to Laura, go screw her since it seems
that’s all you want to do these days.”

Josh
froze. His mouth hung slack. “What the fuck does that mean?”

Nick
turned his head to the side, toward the window.

I
ducked low, right to the ground.

“You
know what I mean, just think about it.” Nick’s voice, dripping with both
sarcasm and upset.

I
parted the soft branches of a crimson fuscia bush and peered back into the
kitchen. My heart was racing. They were arguing. Now was the time to go and
grab my stuff and make a quick exit. But I couldn’t. I was nailed to the floor.
Something about the way they were together, unguarded, unaware that they were
being watched made me feel like I was seeing the real them, the side of Nick
and Josh that fascinated me.

“You’re
not making sense,” Josh said, a deep frown plowing across his brow and his
mouth now a stern, unhappy line. Again Nick tried to move away, but Josh placed
a palm on the side of his face and roughly turned his head so they were eye to
eye. “Nick, what the fuck does that mean?” His voice was dangerously low. “What
else have I done wrong?”

Nick
stilled. He clenched his jaw and balled his fists against Josh’s chest.

“Nick?
What?”

“Since
we got back from Spain, you’ve hardly wanted me at all. It’s always me coming
on to you.”

Josh
gasped and widened his eyes. “What? That’s not true.”

“It
is, you’re always tired, or busy or…”

“That’s
crap!” Josh’s voice was full of disbelief. “I’ve wanted you of every minute of
every day since the day we met. I still do. I will always want you.” He gripped
Nick’s head in both hands, leaned forward and kissed him, devouring him
hungrily and wildly.

Nick
struggled against the kiss. Pushing and wriggling, his hands pulling at Josh’s
tendon-rich forearms. “No.” Eventually he tore his mouth from Josh’s. “No,
don’t kiss me.”

“Yes,”
Josh growled, circling his arms around Nick’s shoulders and pulling him up
tight. “Fucking yes. I will kiss you, because I
do
want you. You make me
crazy for you.”

“The
same way Laura does?” Nick shouted, banging his fists on Josh’s back, once,
twice then clinging to him as though about to sag to the floor and the only
thing that could hold him up was Josh.

“No,
because you’re
you
. It’s different between us. Completely different.”

Nick
seemed to find his strength and thumped Josh’s back with his fists again. “I
don’t believe you. You’re just saying that.” He grabbed Josh’s shoulders and
shoved. “There’s someone else in your life now. I know when I’m not wanted.”

But
Nick couldn’t escape Josh’s steely hold, even when he put some serious muscle
behind another whack to his shoulder.

Josh
simply grunted, spun Nick within his arms, and pushed him over the island.

“Get
the fuck off me,” Nick bellowed, flattening his palms on the granite surface to
prevent his forehead from cracking down. His face was scarlet, his eyes
flashing.

“No,”
Josh growled in a voice I barely recognized. “You want me to show you how much
I want you, I will. Right here, right now.”

“Jesus
Christ, no…” Nick thrust his hips backward and went to stand. “Get the hell off
me.”

Josh
pushed him back over the island again, so he was bent at a right angle. He rammed
his groin at Nick’s butt. “You want it, you’ll get it,” he said, curling one
hand over the waistband of Nick’s black sweats and tugging them down.

I
held my breath and stared, wide eyed as Nick’s taut butt cheeks were exposed.
He wore black Calvin boxers and I could see the white writing on the waistband
at the top of his hair-coated thighs.

Oh
my God. Am I really going to hide here and watch this? Watch them have an angry
fuck?

The
kitchen seemed alive with their aggression, the strength of their limbs and the
heat in their words. It was as though their unharnessed fury and passion was
another living, breathing being.

I
was as fascinated as I was terrified.

Josh
was fumbling with his fly, one handedly releasing a zip that had only been done
back up fifteen minutes ago. But then, although we’d been frantic, he’d been
considerate. This was a different kind of passion. This was vying for control,
being dominant. Fucking at its most basic.

“Josh,
no,” Nick cried. But his words no longer matched his actions. Although he said
no, his hand was down where his cock must be and his eyes had shut tight. He
was no longer struggling to get up from the island. He was sprawled over it,
waiting, sacrificial almost.

“I’m
going to fuck you so damn hard. I’m going to fuck you so you scream my name and
remember how much I fucking love you,” Josh said through gritted teeth. He
tugged his erect shaft from the gap in his jeans.

My
pussy clenched. The sight of Josh’s cock and the feral passion on his face
would stay with me forever. This was not the same person who I’d gently seduced
in Marbella. This was a man who had harnessed his sexuality and was using it in
an extreme way.

I
should go. This is wrong of me. This is adding to the wrongs I’ve already done.

I
had to stay.

Josh
grabbed a bottle of olive oil, tipped some on his dick and quickly rubbed. Instantly,
it shone with grease. The swollen glans looked like a ripe, slick berry.

“Josh,”
Nick groaned, reaching behind himself and pulling one of his butt cheeks,
spreading himself open. “Josh, oh, God, please, no.”

I
couldn’t see from my position beneath the window, but when Josh lined up his
cock I knew he was aimed at Nick’s anus.

Josh
dipped his head, his hair flopped forward. He locked his hands on Nick’s hips,
and then, with a savage thrust, forged in.

Nick
cried out, a long sharp wail. I stared at his contorted face. I understood the
sensation of Josh riding in hard and fast and how it bombarded internal nerves
with a trillion sensations. It was both wonderful and overwhelming being
speared by that beautiful cock. Sting mixed with bliss, a stretch that bordered
on torture but ended in ecstasy. What it would feel like up my ass, of course,
I had no idea.

Josh
let out a high-pitched hiss, his lips pulled back over his teeth. I thought he’d
bottomed out but he jerked in harder, as if he’d never get deep enough.

“Oh
fuck, you’ve made me so mad. I’m so fucking angry with you,” Nick shouted,
hammering his fist on the island.

“You
love me, as much as I love you,” Josh snarled. He withdrew his cock then
slammed back in. “Can you feel how much I love you, how hard you make me? Fuck,
I feel like all the blood in my body is in my dick. You drive me insane.” Josh
tipped forward, his body covering Nick’s, his golden skin contrasting sharply
with the red top Nick still wore. “You drive me insane with need. I could do
this to you forever.”

“So
why the fuck don’t you?”

“I
will, I’m going to.”

Josh
was thrusting to a frantic pace, shunting Nick’s whole body with each pound. I
could make out the dimple in Josh’s butt cheek, the one facing me, filling and hollowing
as he released the power of his damn fine muscles. The sound of slapping flesh
filtered out the window, combining with their harsh breaths and grunts and
gasps.

“Yeah,
like that, like that,” Nick cried.

“You’re
feeling it now, huh?” Josh’s words were muffled, he was speaking against Nick’s
neck. “You feel me loving you, wanting you?”

“Oh,
God, oh…oh…”

Josh
reared up. I saw beads of sweat in the center of his chest and was momentarily
aware of moisture popping on my own cleavage. I was so turned on. My pussy
buzzed, and my clit had swollen against my already very damp panties.

Nick
was going to come. Josh was screwing him with gusto, riding into him, claiming
him. If that had been me on the table with Josh fucking my pussy, I would have
come by now. Hell, I’d be flying to heaven on a one-way ticket.

I
stared at Nick’s upstretched face and became utterly captivated. Wild fury had
turned into primitive need. As fierce as his rage had been only minutes ago,
now his frantic desire matched that heat. His eyes were tight shut, his dark eyebrows
pulled low and his lips were spread wide, in a grimace, showing off all his
teeth. His neck was strained, each cord and tendon tight, and his thick layer
of black stubble glistened, beaded with sweat.

“Argh,
you bastard…” Nick shouted.

“Say
my name,” Josh ordered, clamping one hand over Nick’s shoulder and pulling him
backward with each upward thrust he gave. “Say my fucking name while you come.
So you know that I love you, that I will always love you.”

“No,
fuck it, no.”

“Say
it, say it. Say my name.”

“No,
no…argh…” Nick dropped his head to the granite. He splayed his fingers and for
a moment seemed to freeze. Then he trembled and shook, writhed on the counter.

“Damn
you,” Josh snarled. “Damn it, Nick. I’m fucking showing you how much
I…need…you.” He let out a long, low moan. “Oh, God, I’m…so sorry.” He froze
with his face tipped to the ceiling, his hair falling back and his eyes shut.
“Oh, fuck, fuck…” He hung his head. Moisture poured from his eyes and glistened
on his cheeks.

Josh
was crying.

* * * * *

It
took me just two minutes to rush to the front of the cottage, sneak in through
the thankfully unlatched door and grab my case from the guest room. I’d left a
few toiletries in the bathroom but I sacrificed them. They weren’t worth the
risk of coming face to face with either Josh or Nick.

With
shaking fingers, I started Dumbo and revved the engine as loud as I dared. He
stuttered and stalled as I pulled away. A usual trick of his.

“Shit,”
I muttered, re-turning the key.

He
started and I hit the gas. He backfired in complaint of my harsh treatment, a
loud gunshot sound, but this seemed to clean out his pipes, because then he
became more responsive and scooted down the lane and away from Barn View.