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His muscles throb underneath me, tense from what I think is still physical restraint. He is holding back. I can feel the animal power of his body as my fingers pluck the hem of his T-shirt, urging it up, eager to pull it free of his body.
Oh my God, he is so perfect. He’s everything that I thought this was going to be. He kisses me like I am food. Like he hasn’t kissed anyone before me. Animal grunts vibrate in his throat and it almost feels like I am being eaten.
His fingers dig against my ass cheeks, barely moving, just holding still. I know he wants to do so much more than this. And I want to make that happen.
I have thought of almost nothing else in the last four months. It’s probably wrong how much time I have spent fantasizing about all three of them while I was watching their kids. Obviously it never affected my childcare, but is it wrong to want Harmony’s daddy so damn much? Distractingly much?
It might be a little wrong.
But right now, it feels amazingly right. It feels like something I knew was going to happen the first day I saw them. Somehow, I was going to end up with one of these amazing, beautiful, talented men. I just didn’t know which one, and I didn’t think it would take so fucking long either.
Suddenly, the thought occurs to me that he must’ve been thinking it too. These sounds he is making, I have heard them before. Was he holding back, or has he been teasing me all along?
They do seem to spend a lot of time shirtless. They do have excellent, gentlemanly, seductive manners. Have they been cultivating me, too, while I was fantasizing about them?
But all this time, nobody made a move. Maybe they wanted me, but nobody hit on me. Nobody tried to get me alone. Nobody asked me on a date. In fact, I have never seen any of them on a date with anybody. They have been like monks as far as I know. Not even a whiff of porn. A dirty magazine. A naughty joke or comment.
Then again, it’s almost always been a big group. Harmony and Cole take the most care, of course, and their dads are completely devoted. Plus, Ambrose, Boone, and Harrison are almost always together. There was little time to pull one away from the pack and get down to business.
The construction company they run is primarily the three of them, with an occasional part-timer here and there. They work like mad, sometimes eighty hours a week, coming home after ten o’clock at night all sweaty and exhausted, flopping onto the sofa in a pile of man meat and musky sweat that make my hormones surge every time.
But right now, this is one of those rare moments where it’s just me and one man. Two sleeping children. The other guys are still on the job.
I didn’t know who it was going to be… but I guess it is going to be Ambrose.
And fuck yes, I am ready for him. He pulls my hips closer to his and thrusts gently against me, nudging the front of my sex with the bulge in his jeans.
Isthatwhat that is? It’s so big, for a second I almost think it must be something else. A wallet, stuffed with bills, maybe. An anaconda. Makes me almost lose my head, and I kiss him even harder, as urgent as a teenager, shameless and wanting. I would throw my legs around his hips now if I thought making a bit of noise right here was a good idea.
“I waited a very long time for that,” he smiles when we finally break apart.
“You did?” I answer back, cutting myself off from asking him to please get me the hell into his bedroom immediately.
That’s what I want him to do, but it seems rude to just interrupt his thoughts if he’s going to say romantic stuff like that to me.
He stares down at me and squints just a little bit. Like he is really looking at me. Like he is looking through a microscope.
“Ever since the first minute,” he adds.
I can hear the sincerity in his voice. He’s been thinking it too. This is amazing.
Can I ask for a romantic relocation now? Should I? I am not sure. But I take the chance and reach out with one hand to stroke his thigh and the bulge in his jeans.
Oh my God. That is definitely his cock.
Do I usually act like this? No way. But right now, time is definitely of the essence. Forty-five minutes is probably down to forty right now, and I really want to take my time…
Because I have thought about this so many times. I thought about every single way that it could go. I thought about all the things he might want to do to me, and all the things that I might want to do to him. I want to savor it.
Sometimes I could swap out one of the other guys for the fantasy, but really, Ambrose is the first one that I met and so he is usually the first one that I would fantasize about too. So, let’s do this!
I haven’t had anything more lively than my battery-powered rabbit in my panties for almost a year. I am so supercharged with hormones right now, I think I might come just standing here this close to him.
“Should we maybe…” I coo, drumming my fingertips against the palm of his hand, shifting our bearing into a direction that is definitely pointing more toward the grown-up bedroom hallway.
“Should we,” he repeats, with just a bit of a tease.
I have heard that tone in his voice before, and I am now almost certain that this has been one long buildup. I am almost sure that he knows I have wanted him since the first moment. And he has been winding me up this whole time.
