Sharing Hailey by Samantha Ann King Page A

me and you. It’s not just me and Mark. It’s all three of us. When the three of us are making love, it’s gonna be impossible for you to hold yourself apart from him.”
    “I came while I was kissing him,” he repeated.
    “So did I,” she said. “And I’ve gotta tell you, I’m getting really hot just thinking about it happening again. Does that make me a slut or some kind of pervert?” She held up her hand giving him the stop signal. “Wait. Don’t answer that. I know I’m a slut. I’m having sex with two men at the same time. That’s got to be the definition of the word.”
    “You’re not a slut or a pervert,” he growled, rolling onto his back so their hips touched.
    “You said when I chose both of you that we could stop holding back,” she reminded him.
    “This was supposed to be about you. Just you. We both wanted you. ”
    “Could you have shared me with anyone else?”
    “Hell, no.”
    “Are you sure?” She paused. “Think about it. One of your other friends? One of my friends? One of my boyfriends?”
    “No one.”
    “Then it’s about you and Mark too.”
    He seemed to be thinking that over.
    “I don’t want you holding back while we’re making love. I want you to do whatever feels good, even if that means fucking Mark.” She grinned. “Especially if it means fucking Mark.”
    Tony shivered, an expression of disgust crossing his face. “You’re not a slut. Maybe a voyeur,” he said drily.
    She laughed quietly, not wanting to awaken Mark. Glancing over the back of the futon to the bed, she wondered if he was really still asleep.
    Tony answered the unspoken question. “No, he’s not sleeping. He woke up the second you rolled away from him.” He raised his voice so Mark was sure to hear him. “You got anything to say?”
    Mark took his time answering. “Everything she said. She’s right. Gotta tell you, though, I don’t wanna fuck you. Nothing personal.”
    “Thank God.” Tony sighed.
    “’Course, I didn’t want to kiss you before I actually did it, so who knows…”
    Tony groaned and dug the heels of his hands into his eyes.
    “Could we get some sleep now?” Mark asked.
    Hailey entwined her fingers in Tony’s and stood. “Come to bed. No sex, just sleep.”
    She settled between the two of them, still in Mark’s shirt, her arms wrapped around Tony who was still in his briefs and T-shirt. Her head rested on his shoulder. She draped one of her legs across his hips, gently fitting his cock in the crook behind her knee. Mark’s arms enfolded her from behind. Of the three, he was the only sleeping nude, but it didn’t seem to bother him. His cock pressed against her ass where her T-shirt had ridden up. It tempted her, but they needed sleep. And Tony needed time.
    * * *
     
    Tap, tap, tap.
    Hailey tried to move, but couldn’t.
    Tap, tap, tap.
    “Just a minute,” she croaked, though she didn’t think anyone could hear her. Her lips were smashed against something hard, muffling her voice.
    Mmmm. It smelled good, whatever it was.
    Bang, bang, bang.
    Who was making that god-awful noise so early in the morning? If it was Nikki wanting to go to the beach, she’d kill her.
    Something moved against her back. Mmmm. Something warm and firm and smooth.
    “ Shit . I don’t think I locked that door.”
    Hailey jumped at the voice behind her. The night before came flooding back. She sat up so quickly her head spun and tried to steady herself with her hands on the bed, but found hard bodies instead. Mark on one side. Tony on the other. She turned her head toward the banging. Faint light filtered through the narrow spaces between the vertical blinds.
    Bang, bang, bang.
    Someone was knocking on the glass door. Not the one they’d come through last night, but the one on the west side, out of sight of the main house.
    “What time is it?” Mark grumbled.
    “Seven oh five,” Tony answered, sitting up beside her and rubbing his hands over his face.
    “Someone’s at the door,”