Page 10 of The Third Wheel
Gunnar's cheeks were bright red. "Here's good," he choked out, his eyes darting to my crotch. Fuck, we couldn't walk through the campground in wet swimsuits with our dicks hard. I willed my erection to go down, but it seemed determined to stick around.
"We should tell her what happened under the water and discuss what it means."
Gunnar swallowed hard, glancing at me, his expression closed off. "Does it have to mean anything?"
He stood, water sluicing down over his incredible body, his defined muscles glistening in the sun. My gaze dropped to his dick as he adjusted the waistband of his board shorts, trying to hide his hard-on, which was still quite prominent. He grabbed Mira's hand and rushed towards the towels. "Come on, let's go clean off."
She cast a glance over her shoulder at me as he grabbed their things, then dragged her towards the campsite.
"Sorry," she said. "I'll calm him down."
I flopped back into the lake with a splash, thinking about anything but sex, intent on letting the cool water soothe my aching cock until I was decent enough to walk back to the campground.
When I finally stood, a gorgeous woman in a bikini was walking towards me, grinning.
"If you want to brawl with me, I'm available," she said.
"Oh, for fuck's sake. I'm taken." As I stalked towards the showers, I wondered why I'd told her that. She'd been willing,and I should have gotten out some of this pent-up energy. Instead, I was desperate for a place to cool off, or jerk off, in private. Had I just humped my best friend's husband in a public lake?
Yeah. And I kind of wanted to do it again.
Colby
I didn't see Miraor Gunnar again until dinner, but I was pretty sure they spent the rest of the afternoon fucking, because I spent the rest of the afternoon jerking off. I avoided the campsite, taking a long shower, one that had involved a rough, guilt-ridden orgasm, then a long hike along the coast, where I talked myself into believing there wasn't anything happening between the three of us. And then found a private spot to jerk off again.
When I got back to the camp, Mira and Gunnar were huddled around the fire pit, cooking dinner, laughing and talking as if we hadn't just had the most intense afternoon of our lives. Fine, maybe it was only me.
The campfire crackled and popped as Gunnar flipped the veggie burgers on the grill. The smoky aroma filled the air, makingmy mouth water. I smiled, happy to have a friend who'd remembered to get veggie burgers for me.
"Hey Colby." As she glanced my way, I noticed that Mira's cheeks were flushed and her dark, wavy hair was still damp. She'd changed into a tank top and shorts, a far cry from the sexy swimsuit that had set me off, but she was beautiful in anything. "Gunnar packed veggie burgers so you wouldn't have to worry about what to eat! He said this brand is his favorite, so I hope you like it."
I glanced at Gunnar, who avoided eye contact with me.
"Thanks," I said, trying to play it cool despite the lingering tension from what had happened at the lake. "Sorry for earlier."
"Forget about it. Give me a hand setting up the table?" Gunnar asked, his muscular arms flexing as he grabbed plates and utensils. And I wondered if he wanted me to forget about the fight, or about the way his hard cock felt pressed against mine, pulsing and leaking pre-cum all over his shorts.
Right, so I needed to forget about both things.
"Sounds good," I said, fixing my gaze on the fire so I wouldn't get caught staring at Gunnar's dick or Mira's ass. Usually, it was Mira I had to avoid looking at, but this afternoon had made things ten times worse.
We worked together to set up for dinner, keeping the conversation light and casual. No fighting at all, which was new. Gunnar seemed almost friendly.
"Everything looks great," Mira said once we'd finished setting up. "I can't wait to dig in."
"Me too." Gunnar gave Mira a playful swat on her curvy ass as they took their seats across from me. I frowned as I watched Gunnar wince and adjust his seat.
"You didn't get hurt in the fight, did you?" I asked, feeling like an asshole.
Gunnar's eyes darted to Mira, and a little smile played around her lips. "Not in the fight."
"Oh god, don't tell me he has a sex injury. You guys have way too much sex."
Gunnar snorted. "We're not the only horny ones. What were you doing in the shower for so long?"
I blushed, wondering how he knew. "Right. I don't need to know about your sex injuries. You don't need to know what I was doing in the shower."
"It's not an injury," Gunnar said. "It's intentionally inflicted pain."
