They hugged me even tighter. So tight, it felt like we were fusing together.
“Are we staying here tonight?” I asked, squirming through a new wave of arousal. Now it wasmyhands that were wandering. They lingered in places that I knew would cause trouble.
“We could,” shrugged Theo. “There’s no furniture though.”
“Theo could probably work his magic,” said Colson. “Open his laptop, and get some delivered.”
“A bed at least,” Ripley rubbed his hands together. “Or just a mattress.”
I’d do you all on the floor, if I had to,I thought to myself.
“Utilities aren’t turned on yet,” said Theo. “So there’s no heat.”
“Pretty sure we can make our own heat,” I murmuredhungrily. I cupped Ripley and Theo through their jeans, while kissing into Colson’s neck. They stiffened in my hand, beneath the onslaught of my questing lips.
“It’s like making our own luck,” I sighed. “But sexier.”
The kissing continued, as did the touching, the groping, and everything else. Theo would have a mattress delivered, I knew. Along with a pizza, some wine, and a bunch of candles, so we could Christen this place properly, once the sun went down.
“I love you,” I told them giddily. “I love my gifts, I love this place, And I loveus.”
I heard the sound of a zipper falling. Then two. Then three.
“You love this place, huh?” Ripley chuckled. “You haven’t even seen the house yet!”
As my hand slipped through the front opening of two different pairs of boxers, I felt flush all over.
“I will,” I sighed, happily.
“Right now though, I only need to see the bedroom.”
