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CHARIS
It didn’t take me long to convince Stone to have our date night at my house. And when both men arrive together in Gibs’s environmentally friendly Prius, they park in the empty bay in my garage.
The back door is unlocked to my house, and I’m putting on the finishing touches for Gyros when a set of hands wrap around me. I already understand their touch. Gibson is more gentle where Stone is exactly all in or all out. When it comes to me, he’s all in, and it’s how he greets me, pulling me tight and quick and dare I say a bit harsh to his body. It fills me with desire and since I’ve not had alone time with either since my orgasm to beat all orgasms two weeks ago, I’m hungry for them both.
“Hey, love.” His lips start on my neck, working down my back. Gibson’s fingers turn my lips to him, his greeting lighter, but still very effective. “We’re supposed to have a late lunch first, guys,” I claim, my eyes falling on my tzikeki sauce on the counter.
“Yeah, this is our late lunch, GG. We can physically eat later. But now, we need you, and fuck, I could use some of Stone if he’s down for it.”
We’ve already become accustomed to defaulting to him. Even with the suggestion of wanting to stay at my house, I’d not push if he truly had plans of his own in his impersonally beautiful mansion.
“Yeah, I decree that lunch can wait and I’ll feast on the two of you for now.” Glad Stone has agreed to this.
“Please, yes.” I can barely get it out, when my mind is on both men, and finally getting back into the swing of things. Sure, they’ve given me heavenly orgasms, but I’ve not had out and out sex in almost two years. And probably further back than that.
“What do you need, GG?”
I had been starving, but now I couldn’t care less about the food. “Yeah, it’s been a while, to say the least.”
“Well, how about this, love? Let Gibs and me make you forget about everyone before us. From now on, it’s the three of us. No going back.”
“No going back,” I barely get out. And yeah, I never want to know a commitment that doesn’t involve these two men.
“No going back, Doc,” Gibson agrees. “But we better find a bedroom and very quick or your neighbors may see more than they’re able to take.”
We’re in the back of the house, facing the fenced in backyard, but if we happen over the threshold into the living room with the curtains pulled, Gibson is right.
I start toward the rear staircase leading to my master, but it’s Stone who pulls me back into his embrace. His kiss, because he’s not claimed my mouth yet, is intense, and I yield control to him. His hands roam up my loose-fitting T-shirt, pulling away. “I love this, easy access.”
His hands unlatch my bra, throwing it on the kitchen table. “You won’t need that this weekend, love.” He laughs his panty melting signature chuckle. So deep, so sexy.
Gibson is up the stairs, calling for us. He’s impatient, too. One doesn’t want to go, and the other doesn’t want to wait. But he’s not demanding, not with Stone. That’s apparently his job solely for me.
“The teach is ready. Lead the way, love.” It’s so much a turn-on knowing these men are not just needy for me, but for each other, too.
I’m up the stairs, running as his hands smack my ass playfully. Rounding the corner, Gibson is nowhere to be found. “I hope he’s discovered the right room.”
Turning the corner, Gibson is already naked on my bed. “Did I say you could undress?”
“Punish me later, you two were taking too much fucking time.” Gibson’s reply has me giggling.
Stone darts his attention to me, then back at Gibson. “I was going to have her suck your cock, but now that I think about it…”
Gibson’s scowl is funny, but probably not to him.
“Don’t worry. I’ll save that for next time. But for now, Charis, strip for us.”
I don’t have anything super fancy on, yet I had a feeling this was going to happen sometime tonight and had taken care of everything south of my belly button, picking a pair of lacy panties and a matching bra, but that had gotten thrown around in my kitchen.
I start with the not so sexy T-shirt, pulling it over my head. “Want to bet on the color of knickers, Teach?”
“Hell yeah, how about white, because like her, it’s pure.”
He laughs. He has an upper hand, having handled my bra. But then again, most women don’t wear matching bras and panties.
“I’m going to say baby pink.” He winks at me, and as I’d guessed, he went for the obvious.
My shirt is gone, giving them access to the twins and both have many things to say about them. I just sit and wait because these men love boobs, and it turns me on.
