“You don’t want kids?”
“Oh, we do. But we want them with someone who’s going to raise them with us. As a family. She just wanted a cash cow and she knew if one of us knocked her up she was tied to us, and our money, for life.”
“She sounds lovely.”
“The only lovely thing about her was her ass getting hit with the door when she left.” Even as spiteful as Chase’s comment is, I can detect a small about of disappointment in his tone. She may not have been the one, but the idea of her, of the three of them in a loving relationship, was greatly desired.
No one understands disappointment or heartbreak better than me.
I meander around the kitchen island and wedge myself between their stools, back against the lip of the island, so I can look at them. They welcome me willingly. So trusting even after all that.
“Tell me something,” I place my arms over theirs where they lay on my body. A labyrinth of limbs over my abdomen. “How did you know? What did I do that garnered this connection?”
Their hold gets a little tighter as they glance at each other and then at me. Chase nuzzles my neck as Shane speaks. “Afterwards in the stairwell, before you passed out, you placed your hands on ours. That moment it became more than just sex. It became a coupling. At least that’s how we saw it.” For the first time since I’ve met him, his tone is wavering.
I touch his cheek and kiss Chase’s head.
“That seems like something so simple to spark something so big.”
“Why does it have to be complicated? It takes one match to light a forest fire.” Chase raises his head.
“I suppose it does.” I swipe my lips across his cheek.
“We’re not asking for anything you can’t give. All we want is a chance to see where this goes.” It’s Shane’s turn to nuzzle me. The warmth in his touch, the affection, rouses something inside me. Something that’s been lying dormant for so long.
I never believed in the simplicity of love, but maybe it’s real after all, sitting right next to me in an oddly wrapped package.
“Jenn?” Shane breathes my name.
I close my eyes, nestling my face against his.
“Are you on board with that?”
As much as I have my doubts, and I have an abundant amount, the possibility of saying no just doesn’t seem to exist.
“Yes.” I sigh serenely. Contentedly. “Are you both done with breakfast?” The need for the two of them is quickly brewing. Seems they can’t touch me without my body responding. Without it begging for the two of them to be inside me. Filling me to the point of insanity.
“No,” Shane slips his hand up my shirt to massage my aching breasts. “Waffles were only the first course.”
“Good.” I drape my arms around their necks, opening my body up for the taking.
I’m rushed with the seductive sensations of two hungry mouths, two eager tongues, four luscious lips and twenty questing fingers.
I go limp as Shane plucks my straining nipples and Chase flicks my hardening little nub, but nothing sets me off more than seeing them touch each other.
“Do you know where I really want to see this go?” I pant.
“Into the bedroom?” Chase answers, sliding his fingers easily through my slippery folds.
“Yes. I want to watch you touch each other while you’re touching me.”
“That can be arranged.” Shane bites the hell out of my neck. Once in the bedroom, my shirt disappears as do Shane and Chase’s shorts.
I scoot back onto the bed as the two men take charge above me. Having no issues with exhibitionism, they invite me into their world. Displaying the passion, they share for one another immodestly, the same as in the shower this morning. Except, in this instance it feels different, less aggressive and more emotive as they kiss and stroke and touch intimately.
I can’t stop myself, the two of them together does something inexplicable to my libido. My fingers fly to my clit as Chase tongues his way down Shane’s rippled stomach, enjoying each divot before swallowing his cock five inches from my face. I whimper as I stroke myself to the pace of Chase’s mouth, a forceful, undulating flow from the tip of the engorged head to the base of Shane’s erection.
I touch my fingertip to the corner of Chase’s stretched lips, following their movement down Shane’s slick shaft as my arousal floods onto my hand. Shane grunts with every powerful pull of Chase’s mouth, his balls drawing up as he’s coaxed to the edge.
