“I’ve been wanting to do this for so long,” he admits, thenfinally presses his mouth to mine.
I expect heat, and boy do I get it. I’m frantic with need, but he doesn’t allow me to lead. Instead, he threads his fingers into my hair, taking control. He forces me to slow down, guiding the pace. His other hand cups my face, and his thumb sweeps softly across my cheek, back and forth. That one gesture shatters me. It makes me feel like I’m something valuable, and I’ve never wanted to be handled with this much care until now.
When he finally pulls away, our foreheads press together. We’re both breathless.
“My turn,” Axel demands, his voice rough and warm.
Nik lets me go when Axel steals me away. He wades through the water until my back meets the blue tile of the pool wall. The cold is a jolt against my spine. When I release a gasp of surprise, he takes the opportunity to slip into my mouth.
Unlike Nik’s careful control, Axel’s kiss is explosive and raw. He devours me, and I devour him right back. He licks and nips and sucks on my lips and tongue. The way he kisses is flirtatious and playful and so completely him.
Nik is the calm tide. Axel is the storm. And I’m the girl being swept out to sea. It’s in that moment, I realize they both have the power to break my heart, if I let them in.
“Give her here,” Nik calls from above. I didn’t even hear him get out of the pool until he’s reaching down for me.
Axel lifts me with ease, and Nik hauls me up from under the arms like I weigh nothing. He’s already laid a towel across one of the lounge chairs, and he walks me over to it, his hand steady at the small of my back.
Before anything else, he stops and looks me dead in the eye.
“You still okay?”
“Yes.”
“You trust us?”
“Yes.”
“Good,” he says. “Because the second you want us to stop, we will. No questions. Just say the word, and it’s done.”
I nod. “I know.”
And I do. I believe him. I believethem.
Nik sits on the lounge chair and gently guides me to settle between his legs. I lean back into his chest, already feeling boneless, and he wraps his arms around me, pressing slow, deliberate kisses along the side of my neck.
The chair dips again as Axel climbs up to join us. I widen my legs to make room, but it’s not enough. Carefully, he lifts my legs to rest over Nik’s thighs, spreading me wide open. My breath hitches as he skims his teeth just above the edge of my bikini bottoms.
“Please say we can touch you,” he whispers against my skin.
“Touch me,” I whisper back.
Axel’s fingers begin exploring me over the fabric. First, soft, then firm, in teasing patterns that make my breath come in gasps. I’m already trembling beneath his touch, every nerve dialed in on the warmth and pressure of his fingers.
I don’t even realize Nik’s untied my top until he tugs the triangles down, exposing my pebbled nipples to the cool air.
“Fuck,” he whispers against my neck while watching his fingers play and roll and pinch me until I’m whimpering with need.
“Axel,” I breathe. “Please, touch me.”
“I am touching you,” he chuckles darkly.
“No. You know what I mean.Touch me.”
Axel’s stare is penetrating as he slowly unties one side ofmy bottoms and then the other. The anticipation is killing me, and I want to cry with relief when he finally peels the fabric away.
He inhales sharply, a soft curse slipping from his lips. “Oh, man,” he groans. “You should see this. She’s so wet.”
Nik leans closer, still teasing me with his hands, his voice a growl in my ear. “Yeah? Show me.”
