Forbidden Heat (2 page)

“And who knows . . . maybe Georgia would be interested in joining us tonight.”

Jake chuckled. The elevator doors whooshed open and he followed Trey inside. He pushed the button for their floor, then the doors closed and the elevator began to move.

“Nice of you to share, but surely you can do without a woman for one night. I thought we’d do some catching up.”

Trey grinned and shrugged. “Well, I guess I could try. But just ’cause we’re such good friends.”

The doors opened and Jake exited the elevator, followed by Trey.

“Down this way,” Jake said as he headed left down the hallway. “I think they’re the two at the end of the hall.”

Danielle unzipped the vinyl cover and removed the aqua dress she intended to wear to the wedding tomorrow, then hung it in the closet. She heard male voices in the hall and went to the door and peered out the peephole. Jake and Trey walked by her room.

Good heavens, they were on the same floor. In fact, since hers was the second-to-last room from the end, they must be in the room next to hers, or across the hall from that one.

They were definitely still together, Danielle decided. They’d arrived together and now it seemed they were in the same room. She smiled. They had been so in love in college, and that had had a big impact on her. She heard a door open, then click closed.

Although she would love it if the men were free and single . . .
and liked women . . .
it made her heart swell to think that their relationship could last so long. She hadn’t experienced much of that . . . relationships that lasted. Nothing in her life had been stable, and the thought that someone else could make a go of a relationship, could actually find another person to depend on, to love, and who loved him back . . . it made her feel a little better about the world.

Trey crossed the lobby toward the lounge, then stepped into the dimly lit room and glanced around. When he’d called Jake to see if he was ready for dinner, Jake had needed another twenty minutes for a shower, so Trey had said he’d wait for him here.

“Hey there.”

Trey glanced around to see a woman with long flowing blond hair behind him.

“Hello, Georgia. You look lovely this evening.”

She’d changed from her uniform into a halter-style floral dress. The form-fitting bodice set off her slim figure. She was sexy and feminine, and definite interest sparkled in her grayish blue eyes. He was interested, too, but he’d promised to spend the evening with Jake.

“I just got off work and . . . when I saw you heading in here, I wondered if we could grab a drink together? Maybe dinner, if you’re free?”

“I’m meeting a friend for dinner, but . . .” He smiled and took her hand, then kissed it. “I could join you for a quick drink.”

Jake entered the lounge and saw Trey sitting at a table in the corner. Jake’s heart still clenched whenever he saw Trey. His warm brown eyes that glittered with golden specks, his strong square jaw, his full sensual lips . . . even the glint of his diamond earring . . . all reminded Jake of what he’d lost when Trey had decided to shift their relationship to one of friends rather than lovers. And the friendship had worked for the years they’d been in college when they’d shared a town house with Angela and Nikki, but now . . . They lived in the same town—even worked at the same place—yet hardly saw each other. Jake just found it too hard to see Trey and not be with him.

As Jake walked across the room, a young woman with blond hair approached Trey’s table and sat down, setting her purse on a spare chair. Georgia from reception. Jake noticed two drinks on the table.

Georgia said something to Trey and he laughed; then he glanced up and saw Jake approach the table.

“Jake, you remember Georgia.”

“Of course.” He smiled, but inside, jealousy swirled through him. Trey would no doubt have chosen to spend a casual evening of sex with this woman if Jake hadn’t already booked the evening with him.

And why not? She was beautiful and sexy. Hell, if Trey hadn’t been interested in her, Jake would have been. After all, there was no reason either one of them shouldn’t pursue an attractive woman. It wasn’t like there was anything between Jake and Trey anymore.

Trey had totally moved on, Jake reminded himself, and dwelling on what might have been was a recipe for heartache

“Well, it’s time for me to be off .” Trey signed the check on the table.

“Do you have to leave so soon?” she asked.

Trey smiled. “Sorry, honey.” He took Georgia’s hand and kissed it. “But I had a delightful time.”

She smiled, but couldn’t keep the disappointment from her face. Trey was such a lady’s man.

“Have a good time at the wedding tomorrow,” she said as they walked toward the door.

They stepped outside into the warm evening.

“I’ll get us a cab,” Jake said. “Any ideas where to go for dinner?”

“Georgia suggested we go to a little Italian restaurant just a block down, so we can walk.”

They turned left and strolled down the street and a few minutes later entered a classy Italian restaurant.

“Please, follow me,” the mustached host said as he led them through a maze of hallways passing small groupings of tables in intimate niches along the way. “Is this to your liking?” he asked when he stopped at a booth in a niche of its own.

“Great. Thanks.”

“Could you bring us a carafe of your house wine? Our friend told us to be sure and try it,” Trey said.

“Right away.” The man hurried off, leaving them to enjoy the soft dinner music playing in the background.

“Nice atmosphere.” Jake picked up one of the menus the host had set on the table.

The waiter arrived with a carafe of red wine, two stemmed glasses, and a basket of fresh-baked bread. He set the bread on the table, then filled the glasses. Both Trey and Jake ordered the house specialty. The waiter scooped up the menus and went on his way.

“So what’s going on with you these days?” Trey asked.

“Since we’re into the summer session, I have a pretty light class load.”

Trey nodded. “Got the pool open?”

“Of course. You’re welcome to come over for a dip anytime.”

“Yeah, sure,” Trey said. “I’ll have to do that.”

But Jake knew it wouldn’t happen. Besides, he’d forgotten that Trey had a pool of his own.

The waiter arrived with their salads.

“What about you?” Jake asked.

“I went on a forty-mile ride last month.”

“Yeah? That’s not too long for you.” As long as Jake had known him, Trey had been an avid cyclist and often did lengthy trips.

“True, but Lindsay . . . the woman I went with . . . hadn’t done a ride that long before, so we had to ease into it.”

“Hmm.” Jake grinned. “A woman willing to go into training to be with you. Sounds serious.”

Trey shrugged. “I thought so, but . . . no. She ended it a week later.” He took a bite of his salad.

At the haunted look in Trey’s eyes, Jake’s heart compressed. He’d obviously cared about the woman. “Sorry to hear that.”

“No problem. That’s just me . . . looking for love in all the wrong places. Just because we shared a few interests didn’t mean it was a match made in heaven. Our personalities didn’t mesh well together.”

Jake had gotten the sense for a long time now that Trey had decided to leave his interest in men completely behind him and hoped to find a woman to settle down with. Start a family. Have a
normal
life . . . at least, one he didn’t feel he had to hide.

“What about you?” Trey asked. “I heard you were dating Rachel in the science department.”

“For a while . . . but that ended in April. Before that, I was seeing a guy named Rico.” It felt strange talking to Trey about his love life, but he tamped down the awkward feelings. After all, friends talked about their love lives all the time, didn’t they?

“I heard that became a bit of a problem.” Trey grabbed a slice of bread from the basket and buttered it.

Jake pushed back stray stands of hair that had escaped his ponytail. Trey seemed to know a lot about his relationships. Was that friendly interest, or could it be more?

“Yeah. The guy was pretty emotional . . . and overly possessive. I finally had to end it.”

Trey nodded. “It’s tough out there. Finding the right person. Making a go of it. If you do find the right person, though, I’m sure it’s worth the effort.”

“I wouldn’t know,” Jake said, shifting his gaze to the bread as he picked up a slice and buttered it. “What about you? Do you think you ever will?”

“I hope so,” Trey said with a shrug. “Enough about this, though.” Trey grinned. “So tomorrow, Harmony ties the knot.”

Jake nodded. Harmony had found someone she loved and whom she would spend her life with. She was proof it could be done.

Jake glanced at Trey. If only he could find someone in his life who thought he was special . . . who would make him forget how much he wanted Trey.

“It’ll be great seeing a lot of old friends tomorrow,” Jake said.

Trey leaned forward. “You know who we haven’t seen for a long time? Remember Danielle Rayne from first year? I wonder if she’ll be there.”

“I’m sure. She and Harmony were pretty close friends.”

Danielle had transferred to another school after first year. Financial considerations.

Trey leaned back in his chair. “Remember I had kind of a thing for her?”

Jake remembered. In fact, he had, too. But then Jake had always known he was interested in both men and women. For Trey, however, Danielle had been the first woman he had ever been attracted to. Before that, Trey had always assumed he was attracted only to men. It had been an eye-opener for him . . . and the beginning of the end for Jake and Trey’s relationship . . . even though Trey had never acted on that attraction.

“She was very pretty . . . and sweet,” Jake said.

A little withdrawn, though. But Trey and Jake had drawn her out of her shell and formed a friendship with her. She didn’t make friends easily, but it had been clear she really wanted to connect to people. She just didn’t know how. Once she moved away, though, they never heard from her again.

Jake wondered if that was about to change.

Danielle lay in her bed, wishing sleep would come . . . wishing she were in her own bed at home. She hated sleeping in a strange place, especially a hotel room. She’d spent several hours on the computer, finishing her latest game quest with her online friends and getting enough experience points to level up. She’d thought that would tire her out enough to fall right to sleep, but she’d been wrong.

She heard male voices in the hall outside her room. Listening carefully, she could make out Trey’s voice. The other was probably Jake’s. But earlier this evening when she’d passed by the lounge, she’d noticed the men with a beautiful blonde. Could it be that Jake and Trey were taking the woman to their room?

She rolled her eyes at her own thoughts. She was in the middle of a long sexual dry spell, and it was turning her into a major horn ball.

She pounded her pillow. Rolled back and forth. Looked at the clock again. She drew in a deep breath at the thought of the two men opening their door, inviting the woman in . . .
inviting Danielle in.

She could toss on a sexy bit of nothing under a robe and slip over to their room . . . knock on the door . . . invite herself in. Her nipples pebbled at the thought.

Well, maybe she could indulge herself a little longer. After all, a little innocent fantasizing never hurt anyone.

Two

Danielle imagined she was in the room with Trey and Jake.
Jake took her in his arms and kissed her, his masculine lips caressing hers with tenderness, quickly turning to urgency. He stripped off her clothes until she stood naked in front of him. Trey’s hands stroked over her breasts from behind.

Danielle stripped off her loose pajama top, then kicked off the bottoms. Her fingers slipped between her thighs.
Trey’s big, warm hands encased her breasts as Jake tossed off his clothing. She gazed at his huge, rigid cock. He pulled her against his hard body and kissed her again while Trey pulled off his clothes. Both men stood in front of her . . . big, masculine, and naked. She grabbed both their cocks and stroked.

“Do you want me?” she asked.

“Oh, baby, you don’t know how much,” Trey responded, then kissed her passionately.

Jake lay on the bed and Trey turned her around to face Jake. She prowled over him, then lowered herself onto Jake’s huge, rigid cock. It was big and hard . . . and stretched her as it pushed deep inside.

Danielle’s fingers swirled inside her hot opening.

She leaned forward and Trey climbed behind her, then pressed his long rod against her behind. As she squeezed Jake inside her vagina, Trey pushed his cockhead into her back opening.

Her fingers twirled faster. She’d never experienced anal sex, but she wanted to. With Trey and Jake. So she could experience both of them at the same time.

Danielle loved the feel of Jake’s cock inside her as Trey pressed his impressive penis into her back opening, filling her full of rock-hard male flesh. Jake began to move, thrusting into her in long even strokes
. She moaned softly, thrusting her fingers inside her slick opening.
Jake fucked her hard, driving his cock into her, as Trey glided back and forth in her back opening.

Danielle arched upward, then slipped over the edge, her insides quivering with pleasure.

She flopped back on the bed, gasping for air. Oh God, she wished she could be with them for real. The two of them pressed against her, giving her pleasure . . . wanting her . . . And the best part . . . well, almost the best part . . . would be lying in Trey’s and Jake’s arms afterward.

As she lay in her bed, hot and sweaty—and alone—she felt empty. Her immediate need had been sated, but she longed to be lying in a man’s arms. Cherished. And loved.