“I have a better idea,” I say, smirking. “I think you should kiss each other.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Daisy
IholdGus’sgaze,waiting for a response. I feel Rhett staring at me, but I want Gus to answer first. After what feels like forever, he shrugs and comes around the table, stopping beside me and Rhett.
“What do you think?” Gus asks Rhett.
I finally get a chance to look at him. He’s staring at me with a mix of awe and confusion.
“Okay,” he says plainly.
I try to hide my excitement, but I don’t think it works. I wiggle on his lap and squeal.
Gus leans down, putting his hand behind Rhett’s head. Rhett leans in and their lips meet in a soft, hesitant kiss.Gus pulls back, looking down at Rhett curiously… as if he didn’t hate it. That’s so hot.
“I think you can do better than that,” Gus says, his voice husky.
Holy cow! They’re going to do it again!
My hands fist in Rhett’s shirt, his arm still tightly wrapped around my waist. And I have never been so grateful to have a front row show for anything in my entire life.
Rhett grabs Gus with his free hand, pulling him in. This time the kiss is deeper. Their tongues meet. Rhett nips at Gus’s bottom lip, and he moans.
Holy cow, hemoans.
“Jesus…” I breathe out. “This is so hot.”
There’s tingling between my legs. Tingling and warmth. This is the hottest thing I have ever witnessed.
Gus smirks, still kissing Rhett. They break apart for just a second, and Gus grabs my head, pulling me to him. I fall into the kiss, grinding down on Rhett because he’s harder than ever between my legs. He joins the kiss too, his tongue trying to find its place with ours.
The kiss is messy and a little awkward… but god, is it sexy.
“Maybe we should take this upstairs.” It’s Rhett who suggests it.
I nod eagerly.
Yes, please!
He stands, lifting me with him. He carries me all the way upstairs, dropping me onto the bed once we reach it.
Gus pulls his shirt off, tossing it away and coming down on top of me. He kisses my lips, my jaw and my neck, working his way down. He pushes up my shirt, kissing my stomach, and then he’s undoing my shorts and pulling them down.
When he gets them off, Rhett is there, standing in just his jeans, his body toned and muscled in all the right areas.
He drops to his knees, hands going behind my thighs and pushing them up to run his nose along the inside of my thigh, up to my center, where he presses a kiss over my underwear, right where I want him. He slides my panties aside and kisses me again.
I moan and he does it again, but this time for longer… then, his tongue slides over me, warm and wet, to lick me slowly, like he’s making love, like he’s savoring every bit of me. It quickly builds me up, the orgasm right there on the precipice.
But then he stops.
My eyes pop open, and I look down to see Gus at his side. They lean in together, licking me in tandem.
“Oh, my—“ I cry out, the orgasm hitting me so hard stars burst behind my eyes. There was no way I could hold that back, not with the image of them together between my legs.
Someone is on top of me then, and I barely know my own name. When their lips press against mine, I know it’s Rhett. He kisses harsher, deeper than Gus. I tug at his jeans, needing them off.
