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I turned and she was staring at me, her eyes liquid fire. They shined with new life in the orange, flickering light.
“You okay?”
I nodded and smiled placatingly. I was on a weekend getaway, about to play strip poker in front of a roaring fire with my beautiful girlfriend. What could possibly not be okay?
“You look… far away.”
“Sorry,” I said. “I was thinking of stupid crap. Of the problems back at my apartment.”
It was a lie, but I didn’t want to tell her the truth: that I was scared. Worried that though she loved me, in the end she wouldn’t be in love with me.
Frightened that maybe she wouldn’t pick me.
“You’re not thinking of Andrea, are you?”
I wasn’t. God, how I wasn’t!
“Look, I know it sucks, not having a place to go back to,” said Holly. “This lunatic is making it so that you can’t even feel comfortable in your own home.”
That much was true. I did need to get out of there. Even without Andrea — who wasn’t leaving anytime soon — I had three other roommates, all sharing the same space. It was okay, but it wasn’t ideal.
“I still want you to stay with me,” Holly smiled, cozying up to me. The wine on her breath smelled delicious. I could tell she was pleasantly tipsy. “I love having you in my place,” she practically whispered. “I love having you inside me…”
Her hand went to my crotch, where she gave me a delightful squeeze. As I stiffened in her hand, Holly grinned wickedly.
“I love you Brody,” she said, and then kissed me. “Every last bit of you.”
Forty-Four
HOLLY
It was by far the hottest night of my life. Mentally… emotionally… physically. Layer upon layer, on every beautiful level, it was every girl’s wildest dream come true.
Strip poker was fun, especially considering how lucky I was. For some strange reason, I just couldn’t lose. Piece by piece, I stripped the guys of every article of clothing they had on. I exposed Lincoln’s wonderful shoulders. Brody’s perfect, bubble-shaped ass. From the tremendous biceps and triceps of their sexy arms, to their flat, rippled stomachs, I made them take it all off — each and every piece — until they were both sitting naked before me.
“Turn around,” I laughed as Brody lost another hand. Somehow I was still in my underwear. “You don’t have anything left, so you have to do what I say.”
At one point I accused the guys of throwing the game to get themselves naked, but Lincoln quickly pointed out how such a thing made little sense. It was their common goal to get me naked, and since there were two of them, it should’ve been an easy job at that.
Instead, here we were.
Hour by hour, the cabin became ours. Brody poured the wine, at a speed that kept us flush and happy without getting drunk. Lincoln fed the fire, bathing us in a comfy, glowing warmth that made being naked preferable to wearing anything at all. The wind raged outside, screaming in protest as the cold was kept comfortably at bay. Eventually the cards flew over our shoulders and we went straight to it, stretching our eager bodies right out across the floor.
Brody dove between my legs, pulling my G-string aside as he buried his nose in my dripping wetness. He teased me mercilessly with his tongue, gliding all the way up and all the way down. Resisting me as I tried screwing myself against his face. Holding himself intentionally back, every time I begged him to go deeper.
“God…”
My head was spinning with Lincoln’s kisses, which were loving and passionate and full of meaning. I gasped as his tongue traced its way down the hollow of my throat. Squirmed as his wet mouth found one achingly pert nipple, and then two.
“One…” I gasped, spreading even wider for Brody’s tongue. “One of you…”
“One of us what?” Lincoln teased, kissing me again.
I sighed, running my fingers through Brody’s thick, blond hair. My hand clenched as I rolled my knuckles, forcing his tongue inside me.
“One of you has got to fuck me…”
I was beyond lost now. Totally in heat. My hips writhed in circles, smashing myself against Brody’s wet, willing mouth. And my eyes…
