Boss Me (Private Listing #3)

Ready to admit to the world that what I want is the same as my friends. I want to share her with them and keep her for myself at the same time. She’s not just a fuck and never has been to me. But that may be all she is to the others.

We haven’t discussed it. It’s never been an issue before. We haven’t talked about how this might work if we decide to take it to the next level. If we don’t let her go when she moves on to the next big thing in her life. How we could continue to be by her side. How that would work as a relationship.

“Fuck.” I smack my hand against the tile.

I get where Seth and Blake are coming from. The Andrea stuff hit all of us hard. I never trusted the bitch, and she didn’t like me, but the rumors she spread still haunt us. And Rachel? Personally, I would have fucked her for relief and that’s about it. Neither of them stirred anything in me.

But Madison . . .

She’s like air. Something essential I need in my life but didn’t realize I couldn’t live without. I want quiet time on the couch with her. I want her sleeping in my arms.

Playing fucked-up games with Coop. Taking Seth’s direction. Fucking her into oblivion with Blake. We’re all a part of the puzzle, and without any one piece, we’d fall apart.

Even when our arrangement ends, when we’re done with her or she’s done with us, I couldn’t just date her and keep my friendship with the guys. I’d have to choose. And right now, I’m not sure I could.

The door to my shower opens and closes. I know it’s her. My eyes are closed, but I can feel her slide up behind me. Her arms wrap around my center, and she presses her cheek to my back.

“What do you need?” she asks softly.

I’m not like the others. I can’t bottle up my emotions for the sake of propriety.

“Did you mean it?” I open my eyes and see her painted toenails peeking between my feet.

“Noah—‍” Her tone tells me she’s going to back away from it.

I turn, take her hands, and press her against the tile wall. Her blue eyes widen, but she doesn’t drop her gaze from mine. “No, Madison. Don’t give me a bullshit answer. You and I were never that. We’re real and raw. Don’t make us into some cardboard cutout of a relationship.”

She presses her lips together, and then opens them and closes them like she can’t figure out what to say.

“I know you didn’t mean to say it then.” The urge to close in on her, press my body against hers, is strong. “But those words mean something. Maybe you meant you loved our cocks, but you said I love you.”

She bites her lip as she looks up at me. Her eyes beg me not to press.

“Fuck.” I rub my thumb over her wrist and meet her frightened blue eyes. She’s not scared of me though. She’s afraid of what she feels.

Fuck, I’m scared too.

I drop my forehead against hers. “I love you, kitten. You don’t have to say it back to me or even tell me you feel the same?—‍”

Her lips cut me off, kissing me.

“I love you, Noah.” The words are a breath against my lips, but I’ll take them.

Pressing against her, I nudge her legs open with my knee. “I love you, Madison.”

I claim her mouth, falling into a kiss that fills my heart with such happiness. I lower myself down so our chests are aligned. Heart to heart.

Maybe I should have let her hide like Coop would. Maybe I shouldn’t have been the first to confess my feelings and wait like Blake would. Or maybe I’d be like Seth and ignore her outburst as part of her orgasmic bliss.

But not me. I know Madison. She wouldn’t say it if she didn’t feel it. And she didn’t say it to any one of us. She said it to all of us.

She makes soft, needy noises into our kiss. I release her hands, and they dive into my hair as I lift her legs and thrust deep inside her, needing to be one with her. To feel her pulse around me.

I abandon her mouth as I fuck her, kissing down her jaw and onto her neck. I kiss and suck and bite her beautiful bare neck, marking her as mine while my cock takes what’s mine.

“I love you. I love you.” She keeps saying it over and over like it’s a prayer.

I slow my thrusts and lean into her, taking her slowly as I lift my head to press our foreheads together. “I love you, and nothing that happens will change that, kitten. No matter what, I will always love you.”