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The tickly pang warmed and spread right through me, all the way to my toes.
“Let’s go home,” I said.
“Home?” Carl said, and looked at Rick, and Rick smiled. They both smiled.
And I smiled, too.
“Home,” I said.
I smelled of horse and hay and I knew it. I nipped for a quick shower while the guys listened to tunes downstairs, and my belly was fluttery and my pussy was hot.
I chose one of my best dresses and I wore it without a bra. It was flared and floaty and a little bit short. A pale blue halterneck that my nipples poked through without underwear. But that didn’t matter.
I shaved everywhere and fought the urge to bring myself off. The real deal was waiting just a floor below, hot and horny and so much better.
I spritzed myself with perfume and brushed my hair and decided against knickers, just because.
Just because I want them to know I wanted this. Just because I’m so horny I can’t think of anything else.
Rick had made a light lunch. A big bowl of salad with some fancy dressing. The guys were already plated up at the island and ready to eat, waiting for me.
Carl stared at my chest, and I knew my nipples were standing proud.
“Nice dress,” he said.
I took a seat on the end between them, and Rick leaned over to wrap his arm around my waist. He ran his tongue up my shoulder, and my pussy clenched at the thought of his piercing against my clit. “I could eat you up.” He smirked, and took my hand, placed it between his legs where his jeans were swollen. “I’m starving,” he said. And then he grinned, forked out some salad, crunched on a tomato.
Carl poured me a wine, and I glugged some back.
He raised an eyebrow. “Planning on getting a little tipsy?”
I nodded. “It’s been a long week, maybe just a little.” He topped me back up, then poured Rick a glass and held up his own.
“To a long, successful week and Katie’s new trailer,” he said. “Cheers.”
“Amen to that,” Rick said and knocked his back.
“Amen.” I smiled.
The tension was so fucking hot it was palpable. It smouldered between the guys, lingering glances as they ate, and I got the feeling they were in mind meld, talking without words and I was the topic. It made me jittery, with nerves and want and the heady thrum of anticipation. I ate a little, and then I drank. The wine was crisp and fruity and it warmed me. The warmth bloomed in my belly, spread between my thighs, and I was clenching them on my stool, shifting in my seat at the thought of what was brewing.
My heart did a little stutter as Carl put down his cutlery. He patted his mouth with a napkin and it was sexy as fuck. It always was.
“That was delicious,” he said to Rick.
“Not as delicious as dessert is gonna be,” Rick said.
And they stared at me, they both stared at me.
“Chocolate.” Rick licked his lips. “I’ve been craving chocolate for a while now.”
Oh. Oh fuck.
“What do you think, Katie?” Carl asked. “Do you think Rick has been good enough for chocolate?”
My nerves were in my throat, but my clit was sparking and buzzing and desperate. I nodded.
Carl took my plate and stacked it on his, and Rick’s eyes were glinting and dirty.
