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Taira lifts her arm, checking the time. “The shuttle should be here in about five minutes,” she tells me before going on about a club she wants us to go to tonight.
The bus pulls up to the curb a few minutes later right on time.
The closer it gets to six, the more nervous I get. It’s not like I haven’t seen them before. Hell, they’ve seen, tasted, licked, and fucked every part of my body. Well, there’s one spot they haven’t explored, but I know they want to.
I laugh thinking about how Lionel thought anyone who had anal sex was disgusting. He perceived it to be dirty.
Why am I still allowing him space in my head? He should just be a figment of my past, a blip on my radar. Yet in moments like this, he digs his way back in. He wasn’t waiting at my door when I first got home, which was a blessing, but I have a nagging feeling I haven’t seen the last of him.
I pace through my apartment, checking that everything is in order. All my clothes are picked up from the floor and nothing is out of place.
Fuck, why am I so nervous? They’re just two men. Two insanely hot men who want to be with me.
The doorbell rings, and my heart races.
Checking the clock on my nightstand, it’s seven. The exact time they’d said they’d be here.
Slowly, I move to the door. The bell rings again before a knock. A slight bit of fear courses through my veins. The last time that happened, the person waiting on the other side wasn’t who I was expecting. Instead, it was him, Lionel.
The closer I get, the more my heart pounds in my chest, beating against my ribs so hard I feel they are about to break. I place my hands on the door, balancing myself as I push up on my toes and peek out the hole.
When I see it’s Donovan and Dimitri, a weight is lifted.
Taking hold of the doorknob, I pull open the door. Dimitri instantly wraps his arms around me tightly and picks me up, lightly kissing along the side of my face. “I missed you, Alex,” he whispers, his breath tickling, causing me to giggle.
“I could get used to being greeted like this every time.” I wink as he sets me back down on my feet.
“Where should I put this?” Donovan holds the bags of food up. Salazar’s is written on the side and my stomach growls just thinking about the delicious pasta held inside of it.
“I love Salazar’s,” I moan as Dimitri releases his hold on me and I immediately miss his touch.
“Baby, keep making sounds like that and you’re going to be the appetizer before we even get to the main course.”
“Nah, Dimitri, there will be none of that. Our lass needs to eat and then there’s a discussion tae be had.” Dimitri turns toward Donovan, his eyebrow raised. I guess he didn’t tell him about what I told him in the text yesterday.
I step away from Dimitri and head further into the room.
“Don’t get yer knickers in a twist, brother, it’s nothin’ bad.”
“Then what is it?” He shuts the door and follows close behind me. When I sit down on the couch, he takes a seat beside me, and Donovan sits on the other side.
I pick at the hem of my shirt, trying to build the courage to say what I want. Why is talking to them about this so nerve-wracking? In my own way, I think it’s because Lionel fucked me up so badly. I really need to stop thinking about him and allowing him to have any ownership over my life.
“I just want to see you both together, but also separate. If we are truly wanting to pursue something with the three of us, then I need to spend time with each of you separately.” I glance up to look at his expression through the strands of hair covering my face.
“Humm, some one-on-one time with you. I don’t have any complaints. Well, maybe one.” He stops and looks at me, which makes me nervous.
After a few seconds of silence, I raise my eyebrow. What could the one complaint be?
“See, it’s not fun being told something but not everything,” Dimitri teases.
“Bite me!” I roll my eyes and stick my tongue out playfully.
“Oh baby, I’ll bite you. But I’d much rather suck on that little clit of yours as you come undone all over my tongue.” He leans over and licks up the length of my earlobe.
A throbbing starts in my center, so intense I clench my legs to ease it. My hand instinctively moves to his thigh, inching closer and closer to his cock. He groans as his hand slips around my waist, gripping my hip tightly.
I don’t know what comes over me, but I climb into his lap and straddle him, grinding my core into his dick. If I were to move right now, there would be a wet stain all over the front of his jeans.
