I was beginning to think they were going to make me work for it.
Well, I was nothing if not pragmatic. I had brought my phone with me, so I took a moment to strip off all my clothes, then proceeded to send them a text, insisting that they come outside. Now.
Perhaps it was the way I worded it—maybe with a bit too much emphasis on there being a problem—but it worked.
And the moment they saw me, they had to know there wasn’t really someone trying to break into the yard. Had there been, I wouldn’t have been naked.
I lifted a hand and waved, pretending it was completely cool that I was sitting here naked and they were staring at me.
Jinx moved first, coming toward me, his eyes heating as he took in my nude state. Rule joined, too, walking around to the opposite side of what I assumed the former owners wanted to be a bed based on the sheer size of this thing. That and there was mosquito netting draped over the steel bars that made up the canopy.
The only thing I knew for sure was that it needed to be broken in, and I had a great idea of how to do that.
* * *
Jinx
Seeing Laikyn laid out like a Thanksgivingfeast, I knew instantly that we weren’t making progress.
Not in moving forward.
In fact, we seemed to be at a standstill. An impasse, if you will. All three of us were acting as though the bottom hadn’t come out from under us on Monday. There were issues that we needed to address, but as had been the case for the past two days, Laikyn was turning on the sizzle.
No one could deny it was easier to ignore the tension that still robbed my lungs of air when I least expected it. I’d had two panic attacks since I spoke, but I was doing my best to keep them under wraps. I couldn’t predict when the next one might come on, sending me into a spiral, but I’d learned over the years that sticking with a strict routine sometimes helped.
And if fucking Laikyn three times a day was how I was supposed to manage it … who was I to complain?
“I think it’s time she earns her orgasms,” Rule said before I could join her on the square lounge chair. It was enormous, definitely big enough for three people, although, except for a couple of times when I’d passed out on one, I was fairly certain Laikyn was the only person who’d ever been on it. At least since we owned the place.
“And how do you propose I do that?” she asked cheekily, sitting up so her breasts shifted invitingly.
“Start with blowjobs,” he said simply.
Laikyn’s eyes lit up like Rule had just promised her her favorite dessert.
She waggled a finger at both of us. “Kinda hard to do when you’re dressed.”
I solved the problem with haste, stripping off my shorts and T-shirt and leaving them on the grass. While Rule undressed, I joined Laikyn, taking my time so Rule could determine how he wanted this to play out. Honestly, I didn’t care. We were biding time. All three of us knew it. And since pleasure wasn’t something I was willing to turn down, I would gladly come along for the ride.
“Start with him,” Rule instructed as he moved around to the head of the bed.
He lifted it so that it was propped at an angle—roughly 145 degrees—and locked it in place with the metal bars beneath.
“Well, who knew? An adjustable bed,” Laikyn said with a grin.
I reclined on the part he propped up and waited for Laikyn to join me. She did, but before she could jump right to task, I tugged her arm. She lost her balance and fell onto me, exactly as I intended.
She knew what I wanted and didn’t hesitate, sealing her lips to mine. It slowed her down, forced her to relax. This wasn’t a race, but you wouldn’t know it from looking at her.
Her skin was cool to the touch, so I rubbed my hands over her, attempting to warm her. It wasn’t a cold night, but it wasn’t exactly warm, either.
While she draped herself over me and we made out like teenagers, Rule went to the bottom of the bed and propped it up, too, forming a wide U. He proceeded to strip off his clothes before mirroring my position on the opposite side.
Laikyn pulled away to check out what Rule had done, turning sideways and sitting on her knees. She looked at both of us and grinned.
“This could get interesting.”
“Notcould,” Rule corrected. “Will.”
