Page 32 of Greedy Grizzly
“I’m not sure we should do this,” I whispered. My body didn’t agree, naturally. My hips lifted toward his fingers, begging for him to fill me with his thick, long digits.
Toby froze and locked his gaze with mine. “Why?”
“Because Landon isn’t here. We’re a couple now. What if he doesn’t want us being together?”
“Has he said that? Has he made you promise to only be with him?” Toby furrowed his brow, clearly unhappy with what I’d said. The bulge in his pants was no doubt, equally angry. “Have I no say in the matter?”
“What do you think couple means?” I honestly felt bad. Toby and I had enjoyed our time together for years. I understood his hurt and confusion, but I had to put up this boundary until I talked with Landon.
“I don’t know. You two have always been a couple to me.” He climbed off me and adjusted his dick. “It’s not like I’m trying to steal you away from him. I want to be with both of you!”
“Shhh, don’t be upset.” I went to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. “Hopefully, everything will workout as wewant. I just don’t want to risk ruining things when he’s not here. Then none of us will get what we want.”
He let out a frustrated growl. “I know you’re right. I’m being a selfish baby. It’s just, I’ve missed your beautiful pussy, Lib.” And with those charming words floating between us, he smashed his lips against mine.
Passion exploded in me as I devoured him as he did me. God, he reminded me of my first love, Bryan. Each time Toby visited, my past made an appearance. I wasn’t sure if it was right or wrong to compare the two. It just happened. Perhaps it had something to do with only seeing Toby a few times a year. Either way, I’d choose Toby over my ex a million times over.
As we kissed feverishly, memories of how Bryan and I met roared back to life like an unstoppable freight train and I didn’t try to stop the flashback like all the other times.
“Hey.” I stopped kissing Toby and pulled back. “Have I ever told you about Bryan, the first guy I fell in love with?”
“Way to cool my jets, Lib.” He blew out a heavy breath. “No, you never mentioned him.”
“I feel like it’s something you should hear. Landon knows all about him. If we’re going to make it work, the three of us, you should know about him too.” And I needed to get his mind off of sex. I didn’t think I could resist him any longer. “Think of it as deepening our relationship on an emotional level.”
“Sure. Lemme hear about your first love.”
I smiled, sensing he really didn’t want to do this, but only agreed to please me. “Okay, so you know I have an older sister named, Bridget and that our mom died.”
“Yes.”
“Well, Bridget, and I struggled to make ends meet the first year following Mom’s death. My sister took the lead on being in charge, working two jobs and juggling the bills. We’d rob Peter to pay Paul, constantly lying to our creditors to buy us time.Things like, the check is in the mail but we never mailed it or didn’t put a check in the envelope and mailed it.”
He snorted. “Sounds like a Roseanne Barr trick.”
“Yeah, I don’t know who that is, but anyways, we were exhausted and emotionally broken. It should’ve been no surprise when we eventually had a major falling out, over a guy, no less.”
“Of course, it’s always a guy.” He rolled his eyes, playfully. I appreciated him trying to keep things light, but I was trying to be serious.
“Shhh! Just listen. Bridget was six years older than me. Bossy and controlling. She had turned into a moody bitch after Mom got sick. I understood where she was coming from. She’d been scared, like me. Caring for a sick mother is hard and it depleted us.”
“I’m sorry about your mother.” Toby took my hand. “What’d she have?”
“Breast cancer.” A pang in my chest made me suck in a breath. Toby was now the second person I’d told what type of cancer she had. Landon had been the first. Usually, I just said,she had cancer and died, if I mentioned her.
I rarely ever gave specifics about my previous life and preferred it that way. There wasn’t anything good to share so why talk about it?
“Damn, baby. I’m so sorry.”
“Thank you.” I shook off the growing heaviness of the conversation and continued. “Bridget’s incessant nagging and condescending attitude became more than I could take. We were stressed to the max and fearful we wouldn’t be able to pay the rent. So, of course, my sister took matters into her own hands and started turning tricks. She didn’t even consult me first.”
I exhaled a deep breath and fidgeted with my fingers. This story wasn’t exactly easy to tell, but that could be because this was only the second time I’d told it. I was the type of person wholeft the past in the rearview mirror and only looked forward. But the people I loved, Landon and Toby, should know who I was and where I came from.
Opening up like this was a huge step for me. A massively huge step.
“Men I’d never seen before just appeared at our door. They came and went, at all hours of the day. Sometimes she’d have two in her room at once.”
I paused, noticing Toby’s uneasy expression. He was from a good Christian family, so I was sure hearing all this shocked him. Then again, maybe not. He’d told me about his adventures with multiple partners. I was probably being hypercritical of myself and thinking the worst.
