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But Brent spoke up again.
“Well, how long were you thinking?” he asked, eyes deceptively casual. “Because like this dude here, I don’t think I can wait long. I need you, honey, need your sweet pussy wrapped around my dick.”
And I gasped, his words took away my breath with their directness, the way he was so upfront with what he wanted, what only I could give.
I looked between the two men.
“How about a week?” I proposed softly. “That’s not too long, is it?”
Both men rejected the idea immediately.
“Fuck no, your body was just breached, it needs immediate love again,” began Jason.
“Absolutely not,” grunted Brent. “I know we promised not to fight,” he said, shooting a look at Jason, “but if you’re not in our arms in a couple days, there’s gonna be way too much testosterone brewing in the trailer. Shit’ll go down for sure.”
Jason glared right back at Brent, shoulders tense, almost growling like he was ready to take it up right there. But I stepped in before things could get crazy.
“How about forty-eight hours then?” I said softly, seizing each of their hands. “We’ll give ourselves two days to think things through, and if we’re all still on-board, then we’ll regroup and hammer out the details.”
Silence for a moment. Both men looked like they’d swallowed something gross, something that made them choke and hurl. But forty-eight hours was doable. We’re human beings and not animals with no self-control.
So Jason nodded.
“Fine,” he grunted, none too graciously.
And Brent agreed as well.
“We’ll re-group in two days and see where everyone is,” he intoned smoothly. “But honey, I know I won’t change my mind.”
The heat in Jason’s eyes told me the same, that these two men were so intent on loving me, on taking me, possessing and cherishing, that whatever form or fashion was enough, they’d take whatever I was giving.
And the knowledge made my heart sing, made me unbelievably happy, my emotions soaring on Cloud Nine.
“Oh good,” I said softly, “because I want you too, both of you,” I amended. “This break is just a small precaution, just in case. Because who knows what could happen?” I said with a wry smile. “Maybe lightning will strike.”
Silence for a moment.
“I’d need a lobotomy to change my mind,” said Brent wryly. “I’m forty-five honey, forty-eight hours isn’t gonna make a difference.”
And Jason nodded as well.
“Naw, me neither,” was all he said, staring at me intently, making me grow warm all over again. And what do you know, but our nosy waitress sashayed over once more.
“Anything else I can get for you folks?” she asked sassily, cocking one hip out, forcing us to notice the way her apron was tied tight around her waist, boobs busting out. “Water? Coke? Beer? Another sandwich?”
The way the middle-aged woman gushed made me embarrassed for her, how she fawned over the two men, ignoring me completely. And was it my imagination, or had she blown out her hair while we were eating, taken a hairdryer to her strands? The locks looked suspiciously silky although she hadn’t held back with the hairspray, the artificial smell filling my nostrils, making me choke.
But my lovers took it in a stride.
“Naw we’re good,” drawled Brent. “Just the check.”
The waitress simpered, nodding agreeably, probably slipping him her phone number as he paid. But it didn’t bother me because these were my men. They belonged to me, we belonged to one another and the waiting period was a mere formality. Because what could really change? We’d already sampled each other physically and knew we were a fit. Plus, living together for a year made sure we were on intimate terms, our personalities complementary.
So I turned back to the men before getting into the truck cab.
“It’ll be good after, I promise,” I breathed. “It’ll be really amazing, you’ll see.”
Jason and Brent nodded again, their eyes hard, hot and hungry on my curvy form, saying nothing, the air crackling with feeling, with sheer need.
