As time went on, it became easier. Link went to therapy once a week, now, instead of his two appointments. He seemed more at ease with himself, and with that came new overtures that I could never predict. One day I came to work and there were roses on my desk again. Other days there would be little notes left on my chair saying things like, "I hope I see you smile today," or "You are so beautiful." My favorite, though, had to be on the day I was in a particularly hormonal and foul mood; he left a chocolate bar in my desk with a note attached that said, "You're so amazing and I hope that you feel better. Let me know if you just need someone to hold you." The gesture had brought tears to my eyes.

It had been four months since his first appointment with Dr. Isaac. The situation between the three of us hadn't changed too much. Rhett still kept a watchful eye on Link, and Link was always conscious of it. While I knew that Link enjoyed taking orders from Rhett, I also knew that if he wanted to be with me alone, he wasn't allowed that. It saddened me to know that I wasn't able to fully trust this man I loved, through no fault of his own. Rhett didn't seem to mind much, but he had been used to this dynamic with Link for so long that it didn't affect him the same way. The difference was, Link WANTED to be able to be alone with me sometimes. He loved me.

...

"WHAT?" Rhett couldn't believe his ears. He almost looked angry.
Dr. Isaac spoke patiently, not allowing the tension to escalate. We sat in his office, Link sitting in the hammock, myself in a chair beside Rhett. I placed my hand on Rhett's knee to try and calm him, but he moved away.
"Rhett, in order for Link to make progress, you have to allow him and Desiree time together." He coughed, trying not to sound uncomfortable, "Allow them intimate time alone. If they are to move past the incident that occurred, they must be allowed time and opportunity." Dr. Isaac looked intently at Rhett.
The response was met with an exasperated sigh. "We have been just fine these last few months. I've been keeping an eye on it."
Dr. Isaac turned to me. "Desiree, how do you feel about being left alone to work this out? Do you feel like things have been fine since Link started therapy?"
All eyes shifted to me. My eyes darted to each face, seeing Rhett's protective apprehension, Dr. Isaac's kind eyes, and finally rested on Link. I was surprised at what I saw. Link looked at me with such a tenderness in his eyes, an understanding. It gave me courage to speak my mind.
"It's been... Working. But..."
Rhett shifted and leaned forward. I took a deep breath before I continued.
"Rhett and I have gotten very close. We have plenty of times to be alone. Even though I love it, it feels ...unbalanced."
Link looked at me hopefully.
"I love Link, too. I don't want to ever make him feel like a third wheel, because he isn't! I... If you think he is ready to be alone with me, I will do what I can to support him getting better." I turned to Rhett, who was scowling. "If this is going to work, we have to be able to trust each other."
Rhett's demeanor softened a bit. He looked thoughtful a moment. After what felt like forever, he placed his hand over mine and nodded. I gestured to Link to come over to us. Rhett stood and looked down into his friend's eyes. Some unspoken message passed between the two of them, and Link nodded. Rhett pulled him into a tight hug. "I love you, brother."
A single tear fell down my cheek.

...…

Link looked nervous as he opened the door. Earlier that day, Rhett had joined me in my office.
"Please be careful tonight." He spoke softly into my hair as he had wrapped his long arms around me. "I'll be nearby. Just call and I'll come straight home." His arms had gripped me as if trying to shield me from the world. I had kissed him, reassured him, and promised to be vigilant.
Now, arriving at their house, seeing Link's face put me at ease. Rhett had gone out for the evening. Link smiled and spoke timidly, "Hey, baby."

He is so beautiful.

I wasn't sure what came over me, but as soon as I stepped over the threshold, I had to touch him. I stepped closer to him as he closed the door, sliding my arm under his, using my other hand to brush his cheek. We lingered there for a moment. My eyes searched his. I became aware of everything: the cadence of our breathing, the rapidness of my own heartbeat, the brush of the front of his body on mine, the heat from his breath against my lips. Time stood still, until I broke the spell by pressing my mouth against his. His hand flexed against my back, pulling me even closer.
It had been so long since we had been alone together. I was able to focus on everything. My hand slid back from his face to his hair, running my fingers through it, gripping it. His glasses began to fog and get in the way, and he pulled his face away long enough to take them off and breathe, "Jeez..."
I smiled and bit my lip. My body felt as though I'd crumble at any moment and just sink to the floor. "Doctor's orders, right?" I said coyly.
My answer was Link crushing his lips against mine, fervently seeking out my tongue, his hands wandering and pulling me to him in every movement. I melted into him.
I cried out as he pulled away quickly, grabbing my hand and leading me upstairs. We both giggled a bit, laughing at our own excitement as we climbed the stairs as quickly as we could.
"No." He pulled my hand as I started towards the room at the end of the hall. I turned and saw that he had stopped in the doorway to his room. He yanked my arm, and I stepped forward to keep myself from falling as I landed in his embrace. His lips met mine again. Our hands scrambled, tugging at eachother's garments, landing in a heap on his bed. He lifted off of me just enough to let me pull his tshirt over his head. I fumbled with his belt as he pulled at the buttons of my blouse. With every moment, my desire rose. It felt as though an eternity passed as we struggled out of our clothing. Desperation coursed through my body. I needed him.
Finally, I lay naked underneath him. My hips swiveled up to meet his erection, but he smiled and moved out of reach. My mouth parted in a surprised pout. His eyes gleamed as he leaned in to kiss me, purposefully taking his time. He silently took control as I felt myself become overwhelmed with my desire, writhing under his touch, screaming inside my mind.

Fuck, why? Just take it!

The kisses trailed to my jawline, beneath my ear, down my neck, to my chest. His breath was hot against my increasingly sensitive skin. He teased me by lingering over my nipple, then tracing my breast with his lips, before continuing down my navel. My hips moved, unbidden, shifting as he kissed across my hipbone, down my thigh, over to my pussy. I inhaled sharply as he moved back up to my mouth.
"You tease." I spoke breathlessly. My pulse fluttered so rapidly that I felt lightheaded.
Link smiled again, "Is that what I'm doing?" He grabbed his cock and ran it along my thigh.
I whined as he looked mischievously at me. "Please... Link..."
In one swift motion, he was inside of me. I gasped as I felt him fill me. "Ah!" My back arched, and he ran a hand down my torso, over my breast, down to my waist. He gripped my ass as he pushed into me, grinding his cock into me, making me take and feel all of his girth. My legs wrapped around him as I took him in. A flood of moans and curses flowed from my lips.
"You're so hot." He spoke with a tense voice, rocking into me, containing his own pleasure. He lifted my right leg up over his shoulder. The stretch made his cock hit me more deeply, and I cried out in ecstasy. He began to fuck me slowly, deliberate in his movements, and our breathing and moans filled the room. When it became too much, I felt my orgasm beginning.
"Baby, oh, God..." He stopped. I looked at him, bewildered. Link just smiled. I felt my frustration growing. He had been teasing me all evening, and I wanted him NOW.
I pushed up into him, kissing him, leaning forward so far that he had to fall back on to his hands. I held on to his shoulders and held myself up on my feet, over him as he remained kneeling. My body took over as I lifted and lowered myself on to him, taking what I wanted. He was unable to reciprocate in this position, making it easier to make sure I was in control. As I climaxed, I pressed onto his cock, feeling him inside me, delicious pressure pushing me into an intense orgasm. I collapsed on him, unable to move for a moment, and he gently shifted to take me into his arms and lay me back down. His hips began to move again, slowly. I whimpered as he moved. When I had recovered, I felt my desire return. A crazed feeling took me over. I looked at him, wild eyed, and grabbed his face. Even though I knew what I was doing was dangerous, I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't care.
"Hit me." I whispered.

SMACK.

My mind was reeling. I looked at him in shock. I had expected more of a surprised reaction from him, maybe a little resistance. But he responded as soon as I asked. And then he placed his hand back on the bed, continuing to move his hips. He smiled devilishly, raising an eyebrow at me, as if to say, "See?"
A smile crept over my face, my eyes wide. "Again."

SMACK.

"Oh, FUCK!" I came again, so suddenly that I hadn't even had an inkling it was coming. I blinked, and breathed hard, staring into Link's eyes with a feverish intensity. I propped myself on my elbows as I looked up at him in awe.
Link was overcome. He fell into me and kissed me hard, groaning into my mouth, fucking me hard until he pulled away, gasping. I watched as he grasped his member, finishing himself off until he came all over my abdomen. My head dropped back as I closed my eyes, moaning again at the amazing feeling.
Link dropped to the bed next to me, panting. I laid back and turned my head towards him. He opened his eyes and grinned. "Finally."