"Okay, okay, okay!" I laughed as I twisted away from Paul and Embry on the couch.  The kissing and touching is driving me crazy and the anticipation for the weekend and all that we will be able to do to each other was hanging over all of us.  I couldn't talk about it. I was embarrassed for them to know how badly I wanted it. 

"Where are you going?" Paul sighed with a smile as I stood and tried to adjust my shorts. 

"Bathroom," I huffed.  I gave him a scowl when he raised his legs and trapped me between him and coffee table they rested on.  "Move it."

Paul leaned toward and slid his hands up the back of my knees.  "Bathroom? For what?"

"What do you think?" Embry chuckled.  "She has to pee. She's not going in there to jack off...she's not like you, Paul."

My mouth hung open.  "That's where you went?" I accused.  "When you left the room earlier? You went to…"

Paul rolled his eyes and slumped back against the couch.  "God, Embry. You have a big mouth, you know that?"

Embry smiled and looked only slightly guilty.  "Damn, man. I thought she knew."

"No, she didn't." Paul glared at Embry before a mischievous grin began to tug at the corners of his mouth.  "Just like she didn't know that you were doing the same thing before we came down here."

My mouth fell open again. "Why?" I gasped.

Embry ran his hand over his face before reaching for me and yanking my body on top of his.  "Because I couldn't wait any longer. You had me so worked up."

My whole body tingled at his sexy admission.  I buried my face in his neck and hugged him tightly.  I couldn't help it. His words made me feel so good, so wanted.

Paul scoffed.  "Oh, so he gets a hug and get a dirty look.  How is that fair? We did the same thing."

I turned my head to get a glimpse of Paul pouting. I stood up again and glared down at Paul.  "You being jealous all the time is only going to ruin this. Can't you control your emotions a little better than this?"

Paul's gaze flicked over to meet mine.  He scowled as he regarded me. "I thought you were on your way to the bathroom," he reminded me.

"Yeah," I huffed.  "I should be. I've got this slip 'n slide going on in my panties right now, but first I wanna make sure you're okay."

"Slip 'n slide?" Embry chuckled.  "Is that what you just said?"

Paul joined him as they both burst out laughing.  I growled and stomped over to the small half-bath before my rage took over and I decided to pummel them both. When I exited the bathroom, I looked up to find Paul leaning against the opposite wall.  "Ready to go?"

I stepped close to him, pressing my body against his.  "Be honest with me, Paul. Can you really handle this?"

He sighed deeply and buried his fingers in my hair.  "I want to try...for you. I know you want this. And since I love you," he paused to look deeply into my eyes, "I'll do almost anything to make you happy."

"Paul…"

I didn't have a chance to finish that thought before his lips came crashing down upon mine.  I held the back of his neck in my hands as his lips glided over mine. My mind wandered to his words and I wondered if the situation was reversed, could I share him with another girl? There was no fucking way.

Paul had always been careful not to flaunt his conquests in front of me, but that Halloween bonfire was the exception.  He hadn't meant to, but I had seen him. After my disastrous kiss with turtle-tongue Todd, I ran off to tell Paul. I think somewhere deep down, I wanted him to know so that he would be jealous.  As jealous as I was to see him take off with Felicia.

But it was a bad idea, because all I ended up seeing was Paul's bare ass as he pinned her against a tree.  Her hands were all over him and my face went hot in a blind rage. I wanted to be the one pinned against him.  I wanted to be the one with my hands gripping his skin. I didn't even know how long I stood there watching before the tears came and I stalked away.  

My heart broke into little pieces that night.  

Now I had Paul wanting me just as badly as he had wanted her that night.  And more importantly, he had confessed his love for me. Somewhere in my mind, I still doubted that love.  My insecurities told me it was our friendship and long history he loved, not me. But now, in the present, I could feel it.  I could feel how much he wanted me.

But was that only because Embry wanted me too?

Paul pulled away quickly, holding my face in his hands.  "Where did you go, Kee?" His hands pushed my hair back from my face as his eyes searched mine.  I had retreated so far back into my memories and I knew that he felt that.  

I gave him a small smile and shrugged.  "Sometimes I still can't believe this is real.  That you want me. I never thought we would get here."

He grabbed me up in a deep hug before pulling me upstairs.  "Let's go. Embry is probably wondering where we are," he sighed. I could hear the disappointment in his voice.

He really doesn't want to share me.

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The week went by so slowly.  Each day I worried over my decision to be with them.  I fretted over the impending weekend and all that it entailed. We continued to spend time together, as a threesome and sometimes just me and Paul.  I tried to talk to him about how he felt but he always changed the subject. I feared that my long-anticipated week in heaven with my two favorite boys might end in disaster if Paul didn't start getting honest with me. 

My nights were spent in endless dreams with multiple fingers exploring, lips kissing, tongues gliding, and hands touching me absolutely everywhere.  Wednesday morning I woke up in a sweat. I was convinced I'd had a wet dream because my clit was throbbing and my heart was pounding. The only problem was that I woke up before I had actually climaxed.  

I didn't even check the time before burying my fingers in my panties.  I couldn't think about anything other than getting off in that moment. My middle finger circled my clit slowly as I gasped for breath.  I moaned quietly as I stayed buried under the heavy blankets.

"Keegan?"

I froze.  My stomach clenched in fear and shock as I heard Paul's voice from inside my room.  I didn't move. I couldn't breathe. I hoped I was wrong and he wasn't really here and catching me with my hands down my pants.

"Keegan...I know you're in there," he teased as I felt the mattress dip under his weight. 

I pulled the blanket down just enough to reveal my eyes.  "I overslept," I sputtered. "Go ahead without me."

A wide smile spread across his face as he tugged on the blanket, trying to see more of my face.  "You overslept? Or you lost track of time?"

His eyes, dark and lusty, let me know he knew exactly what I was up to.  I sighed dramatically and covered my face with my free hand. "Just go, okay? I'll find my own way to school."

"I can wait for you to finish."

I shivered as my entire body erupted in tingles.  I couldn't. No way could I finish getting off if he knew what I was doing. No fucking way.

I swallowed thickly and groaned.  "Stop teasing me, just go."

Paul swept a few stray hairs from my face as he leaned in closer. "I'm not teasing.  I want you to finish...and I wanna watch...if you'll let me."

He peeled back my fingers from my eyes and gazed down at me, his huge smile still present.  "I won't touch you," he promised. "Just let me do this, please?"

"No," I whined.  "It's humiliating, Paul.  Just forget you heard anything."

He laughed, that warm, rich laugh I had always loved. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, Keegan.  It's hot. You're hot and you shouldn't go to school with all the pent up inside you. Just get off already!" he chuckled. 

I smiled up at him.  Damn him for being so convincing.  I knew it wouldn't take me long to climax.  I squeezed my eyes shut and continued to circle my clit with my middle finger.  I slid my other hand inside and opened my thighs a bit more. I shuddered when I felt Paul pull the blanket back.

I knew he couldn't really see anything. I was wearing a long t-shirt and my panties were still on.  But it didn't stop him from looking. I arched my back and forced my eyes open. Paul was panting as he watched me touch myself.  I saw his hand drift down between his own legs, cupping himself through his jeans. Damn.

My fingers moved faster as my body started to spasm.  I tried to keep my gaze locked on his as I felt myself teetering over the edge.  Paul just smiled and nodded as my orgasm slammed into me. I twisted my body toward his, burying my face in his chest as my limbs continued to quake.  

I withdrew my fingers and blew out quick breaths as I scooted closer to Paul's warm body.  My entire body relaxed and I couldn't tear my eyes away from Paul's hand, still resting on his own arousal. "Damn, Kee.  That was really intense," Paul sighed as he turned toward me and gathered me closely in his arms.

We were both lying on our sides, facing each other when Paul lifted my right hand to his face.  He kept his eyes locked on mine as his tongue peeked out and he tasted my arousal on my fingers.  My eyes went wide as his drifted closed and he hummed contentedly. "Sweet. Just like I imagined," he breathed.

"Paul," I blushed.  "You're embarrassing me."

"You have nothing to be embarrassed about," he sighed as he buried his face in my neck.  "You taste delicious and I cannot wait for this weekend."

I smiled against his shoulder, trying to hide how anxious I am for the same thing. I don't want him to know how badly I want him.  I slipped my hands under his t-shirt and let them skim up and down his back. "Your skin is so soft," I murmured quietly.  

Paul's chuckled.  "I could say the same thing about you."

I gasped when Paul pressed me back to lie on top of me.  He urged my thighs apart and nestled between my legs. I sighed when he lifted my shirt and began pressing kisses to my stomach.  "Paul…" I warned. "We shouldn't…"

"I'm just kissing you," he argued, even as he rocked his pelvis against mine.

I groaned as his erection pressed hard against my already sensitive clit.  I wasn't sure how much longer I could resist him. His face popped up in front of mine and before I could utter one word, he pressed his lips to mine, consuming me in a fiery kiss.

 I squirmed below him and Paul lifted himself above me, allowing me to slip my hand between us.  When I began fumbling with the snap on his jeans, he nibbled my lower lip. "Keegan...what are you doing?" he mumbled against my lips.

"Something I've been wanting to do for a long time," I moaned softly. 

"I…I thought we were...fuck...waiting…" he sputtered as I slid my fingers under the waistband of his boxer briefs and began to explore.  

"I just want to touch you," I admitted as I reached for him.

He held his body above mine as I curled my fingers around his erection and tugged on it once.  I smiled as his eyes drifted closed and he began to moan my name. I kept gliding my tightened fist back and forth over his length.  His skin was so smooth and soft, but his erection was rock hard. 

I loved watching his expression change as I moved my hand faster. He whimpered as his head dropped down to rest against my forehead.  "I'm doing okay?" I urged. "Making you feel good?"

He swallowed thickly and nodded. "So good, Kee."

I smiled up at him as he lifted his head and arched his back a little. I brushed my thumb over the tip, surprised to find the wetness leaking there. I spread it onto my hand and pulled a little harder, a little faster until Paul was gasping for breath.  "Oh...that's it," he sighed. "So fucking good," he panted as his cock pulsed in my hand and I felt him explode. His whole body seized up and his eyes rolled back for a second. 

I was euphoric.  I felt better than when I'd had my own climax.  It was so powerful just watching him come undone that way.  I kissed his forehead repeatedly when he leaned closer to me, finally collapsing on top of me. I struggled to pull my hand out between us so Paul rolled away.  He pressed his head back against the pillow and gave me the deepest sigh.

"I think we're gonna miss first period," he announced breathlessly.

Suddenly, my stomach clenched at the thought of Embry sitting in history class and wondering where I was.  I felt awful because this was exactly what I shouldn't be doing. Exactly what we had agreed we wouldn't do.  Shit. I'm a horrible person. 

I rolled away from Paul and off the bed, rushing to the bathroom.  Paul hurried right after me, grabbing the door before I had a chance to shut it.  He stood behind me as I washed my hands in the sink. I could feel his gaze on me in the reflection of the mirror.  "Don't do this," he begged as his hands skimmed up my sides.

"Do what?" I feigned innocence.  "I'm getting ready for school."

When I refused to meet his gaze, he lifted one hand to my throat, cupping it softly and tilting my head up.  "You're pulling away from me, Keegan. I can feel it."

"I just feel guilty," I sighed as I reached for my toothbrush and toothpaste.  "This was wrong."

"But it's not," he insisted defensively.  "We made each other feel good. I'll never be able to forget what your face looked like right before you came.  Thank you for sharing that with me."

I kept my gaze trained on his face as I continued to brush my teeth.  He sighed before letting his hands slide around to hold me by my midsection. "You keep asking me how I feel about this threesome business and I gotta be honest...I like Embry and he's a good guy, but I don't think he loves you like I do.  And maybe he's just better about hiding his jealousy or he just doesn't care, but I do. I've been thinking of you as mine for a while now. And I'm trying to play along because I want you to be happy…"

"But?" I urged after spitting out the toothpaste in my mouth.

"I'm jealous.  And I don't wanna share you," he blurted out quickly. Paul's gaze dropped to my shoulder and he sighed deeply.  "I always thought I'd be your first."

"You will be," I sighed.  "I just wish…"

I wriggled out Paul's grasp and made my way back to my room.  Paul followed closely behind, urging me to finish my thought. "You wish what, Keegan?"

I rifled through my underwear drawer as I shook my head.  "I just wish I had been yours."

I gasped when Paul pulled me close to him, cradling my face in his hands. "It's almost like you are.  I've never been with someone I loved. This is all new to me. And I know I've hurt you with some of the stupid shit I've done, but I've tried to make it up to you."

I pulled his hands down from my face and held them in mine. "I saw you, you know?  That time at the bonfire...with Felicia. I saw you with her. You had her up against a tree."

Paul sighed and squeezed his eyes closed. "I wanted to be her," I continued.  "I was so jealous. I went home and bawled my eyes out. Between stuff like that and how you've interfered in my love life, I guess I just don't trust you.  I've seen how you toss girls aside once you've slept with them. I want you but I need Embry too. He's my safety net. God, that sounds so shitty, but I guess that's what I'm doing."

Paul nodded and sucked in a deep breath.  "If you wanna punish me, it's working. Because you're my girl, Keegan.  It's so difficult seeing you kiss him. I don't know if I'll survive what we have planned for the weekend."

I shrugged.  "So why don't you walk away?  Let me be with Embry and you won't be tortured by anything you see us do."

Paul blinked quickly.  "That's what you really want? Me out of the equation?  Really?" he demanded defensively.

I lowered my head, pressing my forehead to his chest.  "No. I know it's selfish but I want you too." I wrapped my hands around to his back and held his body against mine.  Paul sighed before pressing his lips to the top of my head. 

"I'm not going anywhere.  You can't get rid of me that easily," he admitted, his breath warm in my hair.

"I've got some clean boxers for you," I announced after we stood holding each other for a while. 

Paul laughed as he gave me one more squeeze.  "I left my boxers here?"

I nodded quickly and pulled a plaid pair from the back of my dresser drawer.  I twirled them around on my index finger as Paul grimaced. "Wow, those are ugly.  No wonder I never looked for them."

I laughed when he snatched them from me and inspected them closely.  "I really can't remember why I ever wore boxers."

I glanced down below his waist, noticing his jeans were still unsnapped and unzipped.  His black boxer briefs could be seen, as well as the large wet spot his climax had left behind. "I like the boxer briefs better.  Too bad you got this pair all wet," I teased as my fingers skimmed over his abs.

Paul gripped my wrist as my fingers tiptoed closer to his waistband. "Don't even think about it.  I'm ready to go again."

I couldn't suppress the smile creeping across my face.  Having Paul hard and ready for me, made wet all over again.  Paul slid his hand behind my head and pulled me close. I kissed him passionately, wanting him to feel how much I wanted him too.

"We...need to go," I mumbled against his mouth.  "We are already so late."

"Yeah," he agreed, licking his lips. "So late that we should just stay home and play hooky."

I hummed as I considered it.  A day in bed with Paul sounded so good, but I knew better.  "We can't," I whimpered as Paul reached up to play with my hair.  "Let's just get ready and go."

"Shower?" he suggested, his lusty gaze conveyed his sinful thoughts. 

"No," I argued as I swatted him playfully.  "We are not doing that."  I pushed him toward the bathroom.  "You've got ten minutes to wash up and then we're leaving."

"So bossy," he teased before pressing his mouth to mine. "I love it."

And I love you.

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A/N: thanks for reading!  I know I've been terrible about updating but I appreciate those who have stuck with it.  How are you feeling about this throuple?  Is Paul gonna be able to see it through?