like it?" he asked, breathily.
She buried her head against his neck, saying, "No."
Always glad to hold her closer, his arms came up to hold her there as he scolded sharply, "Are you lying to me, Miss Laurie? Because I can promise that I would not take kindly to that at all."
Laurie leaned back as far as he would allow. "I don't want to like it. Is that enough of an answer?"
Adam had to chuckle at that. "Well, I suppose that tells me what I need to know."
"And it's very h-ho-honest," she pointed out, barely able to complete her sentence as he began to spank and fuck and fondle her between the legs again, until her orgasmic screams echoed across the water.
His followed, although there were fewer of them, since she beat his one climax all to hell and enjoyed about seven of them before he noticed she was getting a little cool and walked them out of the lake to dry her off and put her down in front of a warm campfire.
When they were tired and full of good food, and he'd poured a couple of shots of tequila down her to help her warm up even more, Adam reached over to pull her on top of him in his own lounge chair.
Then he kissed the top of her head and tiled her chin up so that he could look her in the eyes. "I love you, you know, Laur."
Without hesitation, she reached her arms up and wrapped them around his neck. "I love you, too, Adam Rule."
Chapter 4
Laurie knew she should make a choice as to which brother she wanted to be with, and she knew she needed to do it soon. It wasn't fair to the other guys—whichever of them that ended up being—to string them along.
The problem was that she still really didn't have a clear favorite. She loved all of them for different reasons. In some ways, they were very much alike, in others, they were very different. She honestly, genuinely loved all three of them, and it was killing her.
To say nothing of the stress that was going on at work that just added to how crappy she was feeling. Despite her experience and glowing reviews, she wasn't getting any bites in regards to her online resume, although she'd sent it to all of the big local banks and even some of the credit unions.
She was very frustrated and tired and cranky, and it showed in her time with them, which she didn't like at all. She wasn't an angry person, but she was short with all three of them at different times and got spanked a lot more than she had been because of it, not that she didn't deserve it.
Finally, she decided that she needed to ask them for a longer time to herself than just a weekend, so she gathered them together at her place.
And this time, she didn't feed them.
They were all worried about her, she knew. She was worried about her, too, frankly. Laurie didn't think that she'd ever been quite this unhappy in her work, and it was affecting everything about her, which she readily admitted to the three of them.
The brothers had a text group going, and they had spent the weeks before she'd called them all together talking amongst themselves about her and voicing their concerns to each other. They didn't trade private secrets about her, ever. But they did all notice that she wasn't happy very often anymore, that her temper had grown a lot shorter, and that she looked tired and stressed a lot.
When she issued the invitation—although it was more like a royal command, they all agreed, since she was their princess and they each considered themselves her Prince Charming—they all wondered whether she was going to pick one of them or tell all of them to get lost. At that point, it seemed like even money for both of those possible outcomes.
So, they were sitting in her little room, in her little furniture, all of them a bit worried it might break beneath them, as she spoke.
"Look. I think we all know that I've been a bit stressed lately about work."
They all murmured soothing and encouraging things to her, as they always did when she opened up to them about her problems at the bank.
"But that's far from all of the stress that I'm under, and unfortunately, you guys are the lion's share of the rest of it."
They looked at each other