“Night … master,” Josh mumbled.
Master. Where had that one come from?
My mind raced ahead as I thought about the order in which things needed to be handled in the morning. First thing was I needed to get them fed and comfortable. Ali might feel some soreness tomorrow. Then, I needed to call Garrett, and at some point, James.
13
Alison
Alone,I stood in Sam’s large bathroom. With the white bathroom door partially closed, I had some privacy for the first time since the pig man incident. I stared at myself in the mirror as I brushed my teeth. Aside from the bump on my head, I pretty much looked the same. I felt different, though, and not all of what I was feeling was bad. Yeah, last night sucked terribly, but I also woke up in a bed with Sam.
And Josh.
Sam had cuddled me all night and never let go. He even spooned me … and I didn’t spoon. But I sure as hell spooned with him. Mmm. My clit started to swell as I remembered feeling Sam’s erection against my butt. He had made sure he pulled the sheet between us, but it didn’t prevent me from feeling his body. And what a delicious feeling it was.
Toying with Josh was fun too. This morning when he was on his back and while Sam was spooning me, I reached across and held onto Josh’s hip. He was also hard and tenting his shorts. Josh had a very long dick, and I didn’t know if it was his own doing, or his dick’s, but the head of his dick had poked out of the top of his shorts.Mmm, Sam’s shorts.The more I thought about it, the more I figured that Josh had let the monster out to breathe. While I held my hand on his hip, I could feel the velvety skin of his head. And I might have moved my arm every now and then to make sure I teased him.
If I was being perfectly honest with myself, though, while last night’s event in the parking lot was horrible, being the center of attention with Sam and Josh made it not as bad. The last time I had shared a bed all night with a man was well over a year ago with James, and I never thought anyone could top that experience.
For many years, James had been who I’d compared every man to. Strong, confident, and sexy as fuck. The fact that James was a sadist made me melt for him. But it wasn’t just his sex appeal or being a sadist that drew me to him. He was the epitome of what I had always wanted in a man. Growing up fatherless and surrounded by older and younger brothers, I was often lost. James became everything to me, and I wanted badly to be everything he needed, but it wasn’t in the stars. Brandon is perfect for him.
Until last night, no man had measured up to my standards like James had. But sleeping between Sam and Josh had me rethinking things some.
I put on a clean t-shirt that Sam had set out for me along with a pair of his boxer briefs and a pair of his shorts. Sam didn’t want either of us going home until the pig man was arrested. Sam and Josh even talked about private security this morning as we laid in bed. I couldn’t even really think about all of that right now. It was hard for me not to frown at my attire as I looked at myself in the mirror.
“I look gross,” I said under my breath.
I raised the hem of the t-shirt and pushed down the waistband of the shorts and underwear. Turning sideways, I wrinkled my nose at my hips. I pinched some skin between my thumb and index finger. I thought back to the shitty things the pig man had said to me about how no man would want to touch my love handles.
Fuck him.
Sam and Josh were perfectly fine with my body.
Unless it was out of sympathy. I rolled my eyes at myself in the mirror and ran my fingers through my hair. Well, I looked as good as it was going to get today. I stepped out of the bathroom and into Sam’s bright bedroom. Josh was nowhere in sight, but Sam was sitting on a chair near his walk-in closet.
“How are you feeling?” Sam asked as he stood. My eyes quickly were drawn to how incredible he looked in his heather gray t-shirt. The fabric was pulled tightly across his chest, revealing his sexy pecs. He also wore a medium tinted shade of jeans that I was sure were nice too. I simply couldn’t stop looking at his chest, though.
“I’m doing okay. I have a slight headache,” I admitted as Sam closed the space between us, drawing my attention once again to his perfect chest.
“Did you take the ibuprofen I set out for you?”
“Yes, thank you.”
“It will help. Are you sore anywhere else?” he questioned.
I started to say no, but I recalled the lesson he'd taught me last night about not being honest with him. Before I said anything further, I rolled my shoulders.
“The front of my shoulders ache.”
Sam placed his hands on my shoulders and began to massage the aches away. I found myself standing there with my eyes closed, enjoying the moment as his strong hands worked their doctor magic.
God, he was good at this.
“Your shoulders are a little tense. I’m not surprised, though. I’ll keep you comfortable today. I’m going to ask Garrett to bring some things for you later,” Sam offered.
My eyes were still closed, and his voice was as smooth as silk.No, I was very happy surrounded by his clothes because they smelled like him.
“Your clothes are fine, thank you.”
