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LANEY
I’m notsure how we made it three hours without jumping each other’s bones. But we did, indulging in a delectable five course meal, courtesy of the Lyons Club.
Throughout the meal, we caught up on the two months we spent apart. Two…long months.
I already regret staying away for so long, and I will until my dying day. I could have had two extra months with them.
Two months being part of Nate’s journey to vendor liaison for the club, hearing all his traveling hijinks.
Two months supporting Mason through his frustration at his architecture firm, unable to rise above the corporate structure to design buildings like the artist we all know he is.
I could have been a part of all of that.
And they could have been a part of my life too.
Whether I would have moved on to work with Peggy, my new older client, I’m not sure. I’m also not sure if I would have developed such a deep love for both of them if not for the time apart. The love was there. But the distance?
That intensifiedeverything.
Including the way their hands feel on my body as we ride the elevator up to the penthouse.
I’m alternating kisses between them, unsure where I end and each man begins.
Their hands roam across my curves, breaths growing shallower.
“I want to be inside her so bad,” Mason says into my ear.
“Soon,” Nate replies.
I love when they talk about me like I’m not here. Like they’ve made some sort of plan. All I have to do is enjoy the ride.
Except I have a little secret I think they’re going to like. Right between my legs.
I’m growing wetter by the second, my hips pulsing with need.
Nate’s hand travels to the hungry spot between my legs. He hovers his hand over it and grunts. “God, you want it so bad, don’t you?”
“You have no idea,” I whimper.
His hand cups my pussy through my dress. He squeezes.
My clitthrobs.
“Oh, I definitely have an idea.”
The doors slide open.
“Got her, Mase?”
“On it.”
Nate strides out ahead of us.
Mason picks me up off the ground into his arms, bridal style.
I loop my arms around his neck, laughing.
“Watch your head, Lane,” Mason warns me.
