They mirror each other as they step toward me and my pulse kicks up more than a few notches. I graze my teeth overmy bottom lip, sucking it in, and I can’t hide my smile or the way my body shifts underneath me as they get closer.
Ethan steps to my left and leans forward, placing soft kisses along my shoulder as Dane shimmies to my right, cupping his hand over my face before running his hand through my hair. He leans down caressing his lips against my jawline just as Ethan does the same on the other.
Their tongues brush over my skin, making their way toward my mouth and I can’t help but moan as goosebumps bloom over my skin.
My noise elicits a groan from Dane. “God, I fucking love that,” he confesses before swiping his tongue over the seam of my lips just as Ethan does the same, all our tongues merging together all at once.
Their hands roam over my body as we kiss, sharing moments between each other. It feels like it did that last night in Paris, when they both finally gave in and the craving we all have for each other outweighed everything else.
“I want both of you.”
“How do you want us, baby?” Ethan asks, still kissing my jaw.
“I want you both in me at the same time.”
They share a look with each other. Ethan’s eyes are wide and skeptical, while Dane has that mischievous look behind his.
“Are you sure, Poe?”
I nod, biting my lip.
“I’ve wanted this for a long time.”
Dane smiles as he stands, walking over to a dresser next to the bed. He opens one of the drawers pulling out an unopened bottle of lube and two condoms.
“Figures you know your way around here,” Ethan whispers under his breath, but I can tell in his body language he instantly regrets his words.
Dane freezes, shifting just his eyes to look at him.
“I have a history. A past. I can tell you all the good shit and I can tell you the really horrible, bad shit. But I’m here now with you guys and I don’t want to be anywhere else. I haven’t wanted to be anywhere else since we met.”
Ethan nods, rubbing the nape of his neck.
“I’m sorry. I’m protecting Hannah,” he pauses, before confessing the biggest part of all, “protecting myself.”
“You don’t have to.”
There’s a brief silence and I take advantage of shifting the conversation. I hope I’m right in my assumption about Dane, because his answer could change Ethan’s mind about where this is going.
“I don’t want those.”I point at the condoms.
Dane’s brows raise as he looks at Ethan.
“Hannah—”
“I want to feel you both and I want you both to feel each other. If we’re doing this, I want to do this.”
Ethan sighs. “Are you clean?”
“I provided a clean test toAvec Plaisirthe night we met,” he pauses, but confidently holds his chin high as he says, “and I haven't been with anyone else since.”
I knew it.
I can’t help the small grin that passes over my face as I glance up at Ethan.
I’ve known this beautiful man almost my entire life. We started dating in high school and he’s always looked at me with admiration, love, and desire. I can see a shift in him as he absorbs the words that Dane just told him and I love that he’s finally starting to trust him.
“I have to tell you though…I haven’t ever had sex without one so I make no promises on the length of my performance,” Dane adds, as he tosses the condoms back in the drawer, then turns back to me. “Where do you want me, Poe?”
