“I’m thinking the barn roof might need some work.Nick and I can go up and see what we can do.Saw some sheet metal in the barn we could use,” Axel said.
And just like that the spell snapped, as Jenna’s magnetic pull disintegrated and her focus was back on Axel, and the conversation became business like.The reality rushed back over him like a bucket of cold water.It left him feeling foolish and off-balance.
She wasn’t coming onto him.He had to have been fantasizing.
Man, he needed to keep his pecker under control, or he wouldn’t be able to concentrate on the plans for the day.
He clenched his jaw.If he didn’t get a grip, he’d embarrass himself in front of both of them.
Nick shook his head and focused on buttering his toast.
He’d lived on fantasies for years, and now they were bleeding into real life.
* * * * *
The steam curled thick and heavy in the bathroom, clinging to the shower glass door as Jenna stood under the spray, enjoying the hot beads of water that traced the curves of her body.Ever since leaving the kitchen and letting the guys clean up, she’d been laughing to herself.
Poor Nick.She’d had so much fun teasing him with her may I join you?comments.From his shocked expression and Axel’s heated looks they’d known what she’d meant.The memory sent a warm flutter through her.The way Nick had frozen, the way Axel had grinned, and the way the air had practically crackled around them.
Axel had played right along with her, keeping quiet and she’d seen that naughty smirk on his face as she’d teased Nick.Axel had enjoyed her show and so had Nick if the giant erection she’d spied pressing against his pants was an indication.
She tilted her head back, letting the water cascade over her face, as she exhaled slow, satisfied breaths.The heat soothed her muscles, loosening the tension coiled deep inside her.But it also awakened something restless, something hungry.
Oh dear, should she masturbate?Again?
Before she could come to a decision the bathroom door creaked.Her breath hitched.That tiny sound sliced through the steam like a spark on dry tinder.
Jenna’s eyes snapped open, her breath catching as two shapes, blurred behind the fogged glass shower door, stepped inside the bathroom.They were familiar, powerful, and impossibly intimate.
The steam parted just enough for her to make out the broad, tattooed shoulders of Axel, his short brown hair and his muscular frame already stripped bare.Her heart gave a little leap.The sight of him, solid and sure, always hit her like coming home.
Oh have mercy!
Beside him, Nick loomed, his light-medium skin was marked with the same prison ink of tattoos as Axel.A jolt shot through her.She hadn’t expected Nick to join them.It was unexpected, electric, a possibility she hadn’t dared imagine becoming real today.
It appeared Axel was okay with sharing her.
She smiled as Axel’s calloused finger traced the steamy glass door, leaving a clear shape of a heart in the condensation.The simple gesture softened her.It was a reminder that beneath all the heat and hunger, there was love.
He slid the door open a few inches and peered in at her.Cool air rushed in, but the heat between them only intensified.It was thick, charged, impossible to ignore.
His brown eyes burned with that familiar desire, the one that had always made her weak in the knees.The one that she could never refuse when he wanted sex.And he wanted sex and so did she.
He pulled the door open some more giving her a view of Nick.Jenna could see his cock.It was thick, veiny, hard.It hung heavy between his thighs.
Oh boy.
Her pulse spiked at the sight.
“Hey, baby doll.You didn’t think we’d let you have all the hot water to yourself, did you?Mind if we join you?”Axel asked in a rough voice which vibrated straight down to between her thighs.
Beside him, Nick shifted, his broad chest rising and falling with nervous breaths.His striking blue eyes flicked over her body, lingering on the swell of her breasts, then downward to the dip of her waist and then his gaze followed the water as it sluiced over the curls between her thighs.
Jenna remembered to breath as intense excitement shivered through her.These two men had been without a woman in many years.Her fingers tightened around the bar of soap she’d been using as an idea suddenly swung into play.
She dragged the soap slowly over her collarbone, then lower, between her breasts, watching as both men tracked the movement.
“I don’t mind at all.Please join me,”she murmured.
