What do I say to that? Of course, I love being between them; that’s how I got myself into this position to begin with. It started with one night between them and changed everything.
I hear Des moving from the bed, but I can’t see him past Alex, who towers over me.
“We could always help her get dirty before the shower instead. Getting dirty is always more fun.”
My breath hitches, and suddenly my mouth feels too dry. I’m not sure I could form a sentence even if my life depended on it right now.
Thankfully, I don’t have to.
I roll my lips, wetting them with my tongue, and Alex’s eyes track the movement, his pupils dilating before my eyes, and I’m not sure why, but it’s hot as hell seeing him react to me like that.
A shrill ring sounds, and Alex groans, letting his head fall against the doorframe with a thud.
Des lets out a whoop behind him, but before I can ask what's going on, Alex is pulling me up into his arms. My legs go around his waist on instinct, as my arms wind around his neck. The clothes I’d just gathered lie forgotten wherever they fell, the very last thing I’m worried about right now.
He turns us, pressing my back to the closet wall, and I’m not surprised to feel his hard length pressed against me as he devours me. I am surprised when he pulls away a moment later, turning and walking me over to Des, who stands near the end of my bed, a smile on his face like he just won the lotto.
“Don’t look so torn up about it, asshole,” Alex grumbles, and Des barks a laugh.
“I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not. I like to share as much as the next guy, but to have her all to myself.” He whistles low and winks at me, making my cheeks heat.
This can’t be happening right now.
Why would Alex be leaving?
“Next time your ass is mine, Cherry.” He presses one more bruising kiss to my lips before he hands me to Des, albeit reluctantly, and turns to leave.
I’m confused and turned on as I watch him go. Des lets my feet hit the ground, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder, not at all upset that Alex still holds my full attention. Alex pauses at my door, his hand on the knob. He turns to look back at me with that shit-eating grin that I know means I’m in for trouble.
“Literally.” He winks at me and is out the door before I can even comprehend what he meant.
Once I do, it’s too late; he’s gone.
“He can’t possibly mean…” I turn to look at him over my shoulder and find the biggest smile on his face.
“Oh yes, he does, and the old bastard better let me watch.” Des wiggles his brows at me with a chuckle. I whirl around to smack his chest, but that only makes him laugh harder as he pulls me to his chest and presses his lips to mine, stealing away the insult that I’d been about to throw at him.
“Until then, you’re all mine right now, Kitten, and I don’t intend to waste a single minute with you. I don’t give a shit who calls. I’m not answering. Vince will just have to make do with Alex and Dad,” he says, his lips still pressed to mine as he scoops me up into his arms without breaking away. I throw my arms around his shoulders with a squeak, trying to keep my balance as he walks us toward the bed and then drops me.
The sound that leaves me should be embarrassing, but I can’t bring myself to care as I bounce, and Des all but pounces on me, leaving me breathless and with a smile on my face that makes my cheeks ache.
“Now let’s get you all dirty so I can clean you up.” His hands move like a well-oiled machine, stripping me down faster than should be possible.
One second, I’m laughing and clothed; the next, I’m naked and wanting as his eyes rake over my body as if trying to memorize it.
I do my best not to squirm, but I can’t help it. I’m not the most confident person, but even more than that, the way his eyes are eating me up leaves me aching.
“Des,” I whine as he bites down on his lower lip, and I swear I’m going to cry if he doesn’t touch me, now.
“Sorry, I just needed to take a minute to say my thanks to the gods for the gift of perfection in front of me.” The smirk on his face is smug, and I roll my eyes.
“You’re—” My words morph into a moan as he leans in, licking my clit and making my eyes roll back for a totally different reason.
“Sorry, babe, I couldn’t quite hear ya. What was that?”
I peel my eyes open and glare down at him where he sits snug between my legs, his smirk a full-blown smile because he knows damn well what he’s doing.
“No. Nothing to say?” he teases, pursing his lips when I don’t take the bait.
