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“There’s really not much to tell,” I said, tracing the rim of my wineglass with a slow-moving finger. “There were way more bad times than good, especially toward the end. I wasted three years with him.”
We were lounging in the shadows now, relaxing before our handiwork. Trading stories beneath the beautiful Christmas tree the guys had so thoughtfully brought to life with me.
But all I could really think about wasthem.
We’d gone straight into talking about exes and past relationships. Oddly there was no mention of how I’d just been kissed so thoroughly, so hotly, that I was still dripping wet.
And kissed by allthreeof them, to boot.
“Well he sounds like he sucks all around,” said Kade, lounging in the loveseat across from us. Absently he thumbed the empty bottle of beer in his right hand. “Was he good in bed at least?”
“Ugh,” I wrinkled my nose. “God no!”
“Why not?”
“Well for one he lacked certain equipment,” I smiled, “if you know what I mean. But he was also boring and unimaginative, inside the bedroom and out. Every time I tried to spice things up, he looked at me like I was some kind of pervert.”
“So he had a girl like you,” Valerio reasoned, “willing to get spicy in the bedroom. I’m assuming this means dressing up, role play, fantasy stuff, maybe a little bondage…”
“All of the above,” I grinned, not-so-shyly.
“And hestillwasn’t interested?” Brock finished.
“He was interested as far as his own needs being met,” I shrugged. “Me going down on him, of course. Him rarely reciprocating, and even when he did…” I wrinkled my nose again. “He just totally sucked at it.”
“You’d think sucking at it would be a good thing,” Kade quipped.
“Not necessarily,” I replied slyly. “I mean, some guys can be naturally good. Like really,reallygood. But others, well… they just don’t get the hang of it.”
I settled back into the couch, absorbing the silence that followed. I couldn’t believe the turn the conversation had taken! Then again, wasn’t I the one leading it down those very avenues?
“You sound like a woman who knows what she likes,” Valerio said boldly. I noticed that his hand, which rested casually beside mine, had somehow made its way to my knee. He was tracing tiny circles there, slowly, deliberately.
“This also sounds like a bit of a challenge,” said Brock, from the other side of me.
“Challenge?”
“Well I mean weareguys,” he said matter-of-factly. “Wearecompetitive.”
The knot in my throat was back again. So was my racing heartbeat.
“Competitive in what way?” I choked.
He shrugged his beautiful shoulders, then leaned into me. “Being the best,” he said simply. “Beating out everyone else.”
His hand slid to my knee, as his eyes locked with mine. On the other side, Valerio’s palm had moved up to my thigh. It felt so incredibly warm there, but also so good.
Like itbelonged.
“What do you think?” asked Valerio, tilting my face in his direction. “Think we’d be better thanhewas?”
His fingers were so high now, they were practically brushing the ‘V’ of my crotch. My breath was shorter now, more labored and intense. His mouth was inches from mine. Leaning forward to kiss him would be easy. It would take nothing…
Oh my God.
Two more hands found me, and this time they belonged to Kade. He’d slid to the floor, and crossed the distance between the sofa and the loveseat. Right now he had his hands on either side of my hips, pulling at the waistband of my comfortable, loose-fitting jeans.
Sloane!
