“Threats? I don’t make threats, I make promises. You know the rules. You accepted them upstairs.”
She shook her head. “This is different. I’m not ready to share my entire life with you. I need time.”
“You’re filled with excuses,” Stone replied.
“You’re not used to people telling you no. I’m telling you no, now. Leave it alone, Stone.”
Emerson knew that Stone could be so demanding and one sided sometimes that he came across overly aggressive. He hoped that his best friend could see that Antoinette needed them to be supportive and gentle right now. His gut clenched. Stone wasn’t used to taking his time. But then, he shocked Emerson.
Stone placed his palm against Antoinette’s cheek. She closed her eyes, and seemed to relax in his hold. It was quite a sight to see and feel emotionally. This thing between the three of them was right, and they would see Antoinette through whatever was going on in her life.
“You’re so stubborn, woman. I’m going to tell you something, Antoinette. Something that I’ve never said to a woman.” She opened her eyes and held his gaze. Emerson held his breath, feeling the intensity of the moment.
“I’m not used to taking things slow. When I want something, I usually get it. I want you. I want every part of you, and the need, the hunger is so great, I don’t want to put on the brakes. It’s killing me right now, to know that someone may have hurt you, that you’re too
scared to share with us what’s going on.”
“Stone, you don’t understand,” she said, sounding so sad.
Stone wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her hard against his chest. “I’m only going to tell you this once. You can trust us. We won’t hurt you. We want you in our lives, and that being said, we want to know everything about you. No woman of mine is going to walk around hiding her life and sustaining bruises on her perfect body.”
Emerson reached up and caressed her arm, and then placed his hand on her shoulder. She looked at him, and he gave a soft smile. The emotions were overwhelming.
She clutched Stone’s shirt by his shoulders. “Please, Stone. I’m afraid of your reaction if I tell you. I don’t want you involved.”
Stone squeezed her to him again. She gasped.
“You will tell me. Whether it’s now, or after we make love, you’re telling me.”
“But I don’t want you to hate me. I don’t want to lose what we could have. The three of us together. I just don’t know if I can risk that,” she admitted, which made Emerson even more curious as to what was happening in her life that she feared possibly destroying this relationship.
“It doesn’t matter. What matters is the three of us together. Tell me that you don’t want us. Tell me that you don’t feel as hungry and needy as we do.” The air was so thick with intensity and pure desire Emerson felt his entire being grasp onto her response. Would she deny them, the desire they felt? Or would she put her fears aside and let them in?
Her eyes widened and Emerson watched as Stone slowly leaned forward, and she closed her eyes right before Stone kissed Antoinette.
Their kiss grew wild quickly. Antoinette ran her fingers through Stone’s hair, as Stone caressed her body everywhere. Emerson felt the energy, like a power surge, their attraction, desires, and need were an instant shock to their systems.
As Stone back stepped into the bedroom, he lifted Antoinette into his arms and she straddled his waist. Emerson closed the door to the bedroom then joined them by the bed. He ran his hands under her dress and caressed her naked ass. He smiled to himself. Stone had yet to return her panties to her.
Stone pulled his mouth from her lips. “We want you. Are you on the pill?” he asked then kissed along her chin and neck.
“Yes. Are you two safe?” she asked, sounding breathless.
“Yes,” both Emerson and Stone replied.
“This is crazy,” she whispered.
“This is fate,” Emerson told her as Stone turned her toward him, and then Emerson kissed her.
* * * *
Toni didn’t care about tomorrow, or about consequences. She wanted to make love to these two men. They got her so riled up and excited, she could hardly remain still.
Stone set her feet down.
“Dress off,” Stone whispered in that damn sexy controlling tone of his. She reached back and undid the zipper. Her fingers were actually shaking she was so aroused.
“And the bracelets,” Emerson whispered next to her ear, as the fabric fell from her body, and Emerson reached under her arms from behind and cupped her breasts.