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CHAPTER 13
“Up,” Jonah orders me. I’m sitting bend over my laptop, working on the very last revisions of my manuscript before that fucker is finally done, and I’ve been going at it for a long time. The last few days have been nothing but editing out commas and changing words, because I have particular ones I keep using all the freaking time.
“Why?” I ask. Some part of me is annoyed that I have to stop. I just want to finish this thing and get it over with. I’m so, so, over it.
“Up, because you look like you’re about two minutes away from throwing your laptop to the other side of the room, and that would leave a mess we would then have to proceed to clean, and we’d have to get Gil’s help in getting you a new laptop and your files back.”
He does make a good point. “So, what has this got to do with going upstairs?”
“Well, I’m going to get you out of that dress, strip you naked, and make you relax.” He turns around without waiting to see if I’m following him, and he starts climbing the stairs. I watch how his ass snuggly fits the dark denim jeans he’s wearing before I close my laptop and follow him. I expect him to walk to his room, but instead, he enters O’s room.
“Why are we here?” I ask him when my eyes fall on his naked abs as he starts taking his green t-shirt off. The relaxing is already working, because my mind couldn’t be further from my book than it is right now.
“Because O’s about to get home, and the first thing he does is change his clothes, so I figured when he finds us here, he’d be more than willing to help you relax.”
This man is full of good plans. I knew all his years of sleeping around must’ve led to something good. It’s this. Ideas like these. I’ve got to start thinking more like this. I’ve got four boyfriends and I should use them in any possible way I can.
While I’m thinking about all the possibilities that are there, Jonah has gotten naked and makes his way over to me, janking up my dress and pulling it over my head, and next thing I know I’m thrown on the bed in my underwear. It’s a simple black, lacey set, but it’s one of the sets that O bought me and makes me feel all kinds of beautiful.
Little gossips that my guys are, they know all about each other’s kinks. So when Jonah starts kissing me all over while keeping my underwear on, I’ve got this nagging feeling it’s because of O’s love of underwear. I giggle when Jonah jumps me and continues to pepper me with kisses. He’s playful in the bedroom, and we both need that. He kisses me all the way down to my foot, kissing my insole.
“Stop it,” I yell half laughing, trying to pull my foot away.
“What, are you afraid I’ll find a third nipple there?”
I can’t stop laughing, because the touch of his three-day stubble tickles too bad. “A third nipple? On my foot?”
“Yeah, it’s a thing, look it up.”
He doesn’t stop his torture though, his hands caressing and massaging my calves. I try to grab Jonah’s dark hair, but he manages to evade me. His torture of kissing my feet slowly changes into the gentle kissing of my leg, all the way up. When he reaches my thighs, I’m starting to get out of breath because of totally different reasons than laughing.
Just when he reaches the inside of my thigh on the edge of my panties, the door to O’s bedroom opens up, and I watch the look of surprise on O’s face while the look on Jonah’s one changes into something devious.
“Got lost on the way to your own room?” O asks as he starts untying his tie. He drops it on the floor and starts unbuttoning his button-down, which I blatantly stare at.
“If anyone would get lost it would be Mor, but no, we thought you might want to unwind a little after a long, hard day of work.” He emphasizes the words long and hard and that alone makes my belly tingle. “And Mor needed to get away from her manuscript from hell, so it’s like killing two birds with one stone.”
O is down to his boxers and lies down on the bed next to me. He grabs my head with both of his hands and pulls me into a passionate kiss. I open up for him, and he devours me like he’s been away for months instead of a few hours. When he lets go, his hazel eyes stare into mine with an intensity that gives me goosebumps.
“I could get used to coming home like this,” he whispers.
“Yeah, more of the coming, less of the talking,” Jonah says as he buries his face between my legs, kissing me over my panties, making me gasp.
“Did you guys do a Freaky Friday where Jonah is suddenly the bossy one and you’re going to be sweet?” I mumble as I try to focus on remembering basic stuff, like how to breathe for example.
O chuckles. “No chance, buttercup. Now kiss me, I’ve missed you.” Before I can answer, he lowers his mouth back on mine and lets me feel exactly how much he has missed me. Jonah keeps teasing me by kissing me over my panties. His hands cup my ass, and I squeeze my legs around his head.
Now that I’m between these two beautiful men, I’m impatient to get naked and get going. They’ve ruined me. The fact that I’m casually stumbling into a threesome and don’t even think twice about it, shows just how far I’ve come.
O releases my mouth and kisses his way down my neck to my breasts, which he then starts to kiss through my bra. It’s infuriating. I want to feel them on me, I want to lose the underwear. So I figure, if they won’t undress me, why not do it myself? Bringing my hands around the back, I start unhooking my bra.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” O asks.
“You guys are too slow, I’m helping you.”
“We’ve ruined you,” Jonah chuckles from between my legs, but he does start to peel my panties off of me. I lift my ass so he can take them off, and on the way down he kisses the insole of my foot again, making me chuckle.
“Still no third nipple?” I ask.
