Mati laughed breathlessly. A sexy flush bloomed on her cheeks, her eyes bright.
David parked in front of Mati’s apartment as best he could while practically diving out of the car. He dragged them up the stairs, lifting Mati clear off her feet when her shoes slowed her down.
The door slammed behind them and coats went flying. Reese had just freed his arms when David threw Mati onto the kitchen table. She fell back, dragging Reese closer as David slid between her thighs. Reese was still frantically shoving his pants down when she sucked his cock into her hot mouth and David hooked her panties aside with his fingers and plunged into her body.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Mati had always liked her bed, had spent a lot of money on making sure it was comfortable and luxurious in all the ways she wanted it, but it turned out it was way more comfortable to lie on top of David and Reese on top of her fancy-schmancy mattress.
Who knew?
David was sprawled face down, with Reese curled around him and Mati draped over them both. She couldn’t remember how they’d ended up like this, still fully clothed. She did remember David carrying her this far when she hadn’t been able to get her legs to support her and Reese bringing a warm washcloth from the bathroom to clean them up.
She’d liked those parts. She liked all the parts where Reese and David took care of her. Not because she needed it or expected it—neither was true—but because they knew that and did it anyway, freely and happily. It made it easy, in the end, for her to not only accept their help but to relish it.
She’d always thought letting a man take care of her would be giving something up, letting go of some agency she was utterly unwilling to part with. But she’d been wrong. Reese and David built her up and made her stronger.
Her musing was interrupted by a buzzing from the other side of the room.
“Whose phone is that?” David muttered into the bedding, sounding annoyed.
“Yours,” Mati and Reese replied in unison.
“How did you know that?”
They both lifted their phones into the air.
David rolled his eyes, but Mati could see his smile. He wiggled and she made disgruntled noises as she climbed off his back and Reese pulled his leg from the tangle of limbs. David hauled himself to his feet and staggered to the kitchen with his open jeans barely hitched over his hips.
He dug the phone from his coat pocket, checked the screen, and answered it. “What’s up, Hodges?”
Mati sat up. Reese stood and fastened his pants.
She reminded herself they had other priorities and she shouldn’t feel disappointed.
“Hold on, let me put you on speaker.”
“No, I can tell you…fine.” Hodges’ grousing was loud in the quiet loft. “Muffy called the house. Hunter turned up at home this morning.”
Reese went to David. “Is he all right?”
“Seems so. His ears are probably ringing from his mother reading him the riot act, but he told her what happened.”
Mati slipped her feet back into her shoes and stood. “Muffy was worried he may have been dragged into something.”
“So it seems is the case,” Hodges agreed. “You’re not going to like what he told her.”
“Is that why you called me?” David asked.
“No, I called you because you were the least likely to answer if you’re all naked.”
David snorted. “Actually—”
“I don’t need to know anything!”
David grinned. “We have our clothes on, for what it’s worth.”
“Very little,” Hodges muttered.
