“You like it?” I ask again, glancing between the two of them.
I almost laugh when they both nod. Landon steps closer, slowly coming into my space. He grips my chin, tilting my head back, and my breath catches at the intensity in his eyes. “You were wearing something similar at the coffee shop,” he rasps out, voice low and rough. “When I spilled your coffee on you, remember?”
“I remember,” I breathe, heart thumping heavily.
“You looked so damn good in your dress that day, and then I spilled that stupid coffee.”
“Good luck on your part, really,” I say, trying to be more flippant than my voice is letting me.
Landon nods. “Very good luck on my part.” He leans in, dragging his nose up the side of my throat before pressing a soft kiss under my ear. I shiver, goosebumps rising on my skin, and pale blue exploding behind my eyes. “And then your dress was see-through.”
I nod because I’m not sure I can make words. “Jesus, I thought that was gonna take me out.”
Landon kisses up my throat, then coasts his lips over my jaw before making his way to my mouth. A whimper flies from my mouth the second his lips connect with mine, and I can’t even find it in me to be embarrassed.
A warm body presses against my back, hands ghosting over my exposed sides. Ben’s lips skate over the back of my neck. When he moves to the side, sucking hard on my skin, I arch forward, pressing my chest into Landon. He rumbles a groan against my lips.
Yellow twines around the blue, weaving in and out, almost like the wispy colors are holding each other.
Fuck, I want them both so much.
With a hand on Landon’s chest, I push him away, breaking our kiss. My chest is heaving, and his is too, and I feel Ben’s hard dick pressed against my back. I stare up at Landon, blue and yellow and purple and gold flashing at the edges of my vision.
“Okay. Undress.”
Ben laughs. “Bossy.”
Maybe I am, but we’ve gotta get this show on the road before I combust. Slipping out from between the two of them, I climb onto my bed and make myself at home in the middle of it.
Hooking his fingers into the waistband of Landon’s sweats, Ben pulls him closer, slamming his mouth onto Landon’s. I watch, cock throbbing in time with my heartbeat, as Ben pushes Landon’s pants down and his heavy dick springs free.
My mouth waters. Landon takes a deep breath, then does the same with Ben.
I told Landon he was lucky for spilling coffee on me, but I actually think it was me who was lucky. Otherwise, I’d be missing out on this view. I’d be missing out on the way Landon melts against Ben’s body, how he opens so willingly and eagerly.
I’m about to pout about being left alone when Ben pulls away, then strips Landon’s shirt off. “Go keep our angel company while I get everything ready,” he says against Landon’s lips, then takes off his shirt and steps into the hallway.
He’s so confident, and where I’d usually be turned off by that level of cockiness, it’s the opposite with him. He’s fucking gorgeous, and he knows it, but he doesn’t let it make him an asshole. He’s just comfortable in his skin.
“Fuck,” Landon says, dragging my attention to him. “He’s really fucking hot.”
I laugh, patting the bed beside me. “He really is, right?”
Landon crawls in next to me, dropping dramatically onto his back as he stares up at the ceiling. “What did he mean, getting everything ready?”
I sit up, hooking a leg over Landon’s waist, so I’m straddling him. His cock is pressed against mine, only lace separating us, and his eyes widen comically. Leaning over and laying my chest against his, I drop a kiss on his lips. “Cleaning up, if I had to guess. Getting himself ready for you.”
Pink darkens Landon’s cheeks. “Oh.”
“Yeah, oh,” I echo.
God, he better hurry, though. I kiss Landon again, exploring his mouth with my tongue as his hands grip my hips tightly. I push back against him, rubbing my ass over his cock, and he groans into my mouth.
“Feel good?” I ask.
He nods, tightening his grip and forcing my body over his cock. This time, I’m the one moaning. “Fuck.”
“Goddamn.” I nearly jump out of my skin at Ben’s voice. Sitting up, I turn to look at him. Goddamn is right. “Not sure how I got so lucky to have the two of you waiting for me like this.”
