A Fighter's Desire (Gloves Off 0.5 & 0.6)(18)

Ryley smiled and twirled the hair of my ponytail in between his fingers. “Come on, angel, you know you have to be somewhat curious.”

I groaned, glaring at them both. “I already know what your proposition is. You like to share your women, and if they don’t meet your standards you let them go. I’m sorry, boys, but I’m not up for that. I have better things to do than get played with.”

Glancing down at my phone, I realized I only had two minutes to get to my next class before they locked the doors. “Okay, this has been fun, but I have to go. Besides, this isn’t exactly the place to talk about a threesome or whatever the hell it is you want with me.”

Both guys glanced at each other quickly and nodded before turning back to me. “Then meet us tonight,” Ryley suggested heatedly. “We want to do something different with you, but first we need to know the truth. If you say no, we’ll leave here and never bother you again.”

“What truth?” I asked.

He leaned down to my ear, and his warm breath tickled its way all the down my body to the very core between my legs. “Do you want us, Ashleigh? And don’t lie to me because I’ll be able to tell. We want to know if there’s any part of you that craves our touch like we do yours. All we want is the truth.”

My heart pounded in my chest; it was so loud I was sure they could both hear it. There was no denying that I wanted them, just to know what it would be like to experience the pleasure of two men … and best of all, twins.

Was I really going to go through with this? I asked myself.

Yes, I most certainly was.

“Fine,” I murmured huskily. “I want you both. Now what do we do.”

“Right now you go to class,” Camden stated.

“And tonight we’ll come pick you up so we can discuss everything. Be ready by seven, angel,” Ryley added.

They both kissed me on the cheek and left me in the corner. “Oh my God,” I whispered quietly to myself; my eyes wide and my heart pumping wildly in my chest. “This is absolute craziness.”





IT WAS HALF past six when Gabriella knocked on my door and stuck her head in. “Are you sure you want to do this?” she asked, opening the door wide. “They’ll be here in thirty minutes.”

Glancing at myself in the mirror, I applied the last touches of my makeup and ran my fingers through my wavy, brown hair. Dressing sexy wasn’t on the agenda for the night, so I’d decided to wear a pair of jeans and a little yellow tank top.

“I’m as ready as I’ll ever be, Gabby. We’re only talking tonight, so nothing is going to happen,” I replied, sighing.

Gabriella nodded and came in to sit on my bed. “All I can say is good luck. I think I’m kind of envious of you right now. It sucks because none of my brother’s friends ever ask me out. They’re afraid of pissing him off.”

“There’s always Bradley,” I suggested slyly. “He is so into you it’s ridiculous. Surely, you have to know that. Maybe you should give him a call and hang out tonight.”

She shrugged before jumping off the bed. “Yeah, I guess I will. Good luck, and whatever you do, don’t get attached to the twins. I don’t want to see you get wrapped up in them and get your heart broken.”

That was the last thing I was going to let happen.

“Don’t worry about me, babe. I know how to keep my heart out of it. Besides, these boys need to be taught a lesson.”

When the doorbell rang, Gabriella immediately ran out of my room, her footsteps thundering down the hallway. Taking a deep breath, I let it out slowly and waited a few seconds before waltzing out of my bedroom.

I could hear one of the twins talking, and when I turned the corner to the living room, I saw Camden. He had on his baseball cap, and was wearing the same red T-shirt and jeans from earlier today.

His gaze quickly found mine and he smiled. “Hey, are you ready to go?” he asked.

Nodding, I grabbed my purse and walked toward the door. “Where’s Ryley?”

He followed behind me and placed his hand on the small of my back, making me shiver; unfortunately, he noticed it and smirked mischievously at me. “He’s at the house getting everything ready for us. Are you hungry?”

“Kind of,” I said, opening the door.

“Good, because you’re eating dinner with us. We figured it would soften you up a bit.”

“Do you always cook your prospective one night stands dinner?” I inquired curiously.

Chuckling, Camden reached for my hand so that he could hold it while we walked down the stairs. “Actually, no. Usually, we get straight to the point, but like we said earlier … things have changed this time. We have a new proposition for you that we’ve never offered anyone else.”

I’m intrigued. One point for the Jameson twins.

He led me to his car—a metallic silver Mercedes SLS Roadster—which didn’t surprise me at all. The twins liked to stand out, and in that car they definitely would. It was worth a whole hell of a lot more than my Toyota Camry.

Not expecting Camden to open the door for me, I was shocked when he kept hold of my hand and lifted the handle, ushering me inside. I slid in slowly, shivering as the cold leather chilled the skin on my back.

Very nice.

As soon as we got onto the road, Camden reached for my hand and turned it over, tracing small circles into my palm and along my wrist. “So why do you and your brother like to share women?” I asked curiously. “I would think two men like you would be a little more territorial.”