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As I lie over the desk panting, trying to slow my breathing, I imagine being with both of them again. I haven’t been since the night of the key party and I’m craving both of their hands on me at the same time. The feeling of cool, soft fabric slides through my folds, cleaning our combined juices that are seeping out. My breath hitches when he wipes, I’m still so sensitive.
Once he’s done, he slides my panties up my legs and lowers my skirt, helping me up. He turns around and wraps me in his arms, kissing my lips softly. When he pulls away, I realize he’s bare-chested, his nipple piercings sparkling underneath the lights.
“Want to come back to my place?” I bite my lips, looking at him through my lashes.
“You couldn’t keep me away. Just let me get one of the club shirts to put on.” He grins, and I shake my head.
“Yeah, I’d rather not have all the women out there drooling over you. While I know how to fight, I don’t want to lose you to another girl.”
He steps closer, pressing his body against mine, and grips my chin between his fingers, tipping my head up. “No one could ever take me from you. I know the end game when I see it.” He presses his soft lips to mine, winking as he pulls away.
I run my fingers over my swollen lips, feeling them tingle as I do. Looking back over my shoulder at his desk, visions of what we just did play like a movie reel in my mind.
He steps over to a table in the corner, opening a box, pulling out shirt after shirt, checking the tag until he finds the one he wants. He quickly slips it over his head, then makes sure to buckle his belt.
“Ready babe?” He holds his hand out toward me.
“I am.” I slip mine into it and he guides me out of his office.
He stops at the bar long enough to wave the bartender over, whispering to him that the card machine is fixed. I laugh when he also informs him that if anything else happens they need to figure it out on their own because he’s going to be unreachable for the rest of the night.
Fuck this man is amazing.
Lionel who? I chuckle.
Chapter twenty
Alexis
Every night this past week has been spent with the guys. We’ve alternated who I spend solo time with. But tonight is our first group date since the day I returned from my mini vacation with Taira.
My stomach feels tied up in knots. I’ve showered, but I’m sweaty already. My outfit has changed six times, even though I know they’re perfectly happy with me dressed in nothing but jeans and a shirt. It’s the best part about them; I don’t feel like I have to be this elegant woman I’m not. Even though I know they don’t care, my nerves are getting the best of me, and I’ve not been happy with anything I’ve tried on.
It’s been easy to navigate our relationship via text and one on one. But I’m afraid I won’t be able to provide equal attention to them. It allows the thoughts of doubt to easily slip in.
Am I being selfish?
I get to have both of them, but they only get me, sharing instead of getting me all to themselves.
“Whore, you look amazing. Hell, if I was into women, I’d throw you on that bed and feast on that pussy of yours. They are one hundred percent chasing your ass like a little puppy. Don’t let those doubts about what dickwad did to you sabotage what you have going on with those hotties. Plus, tonight I finally get to meet them because I’m staying until they get here.” She flops down into the pile of clothes on my bed, leaning her back against the headboard with her legs crossed. I’ve been so lost in my thoughts, I forgot she was here.
I sigh. “Please, don’t embarrass me.”
She places her hand over her heart and gasps loudly, her mouth open in the shape of an O. “Like I ever would. I’m wounded you would think such a thing.”
“Whatever. Don’t you dare play that innocent shit with me.” I roll my eyes.
“Okay, I won’t, just one thing, though.”
“What?”
“Stop changing clothes and messing with your hair. Like I said, you look amazing.”
“Fine. I’m thirsty. Want something to drink?” I walk out of my room, not waiting to see if she answers. In a matter of seconds, she jumps off the bed and follows behind me.
How I ever thought I was closer to Courtney I’ll never know. The only reason I can come up with is that I’d known Courtney since we were kids. Best friends are supposed to be by your side, always.
There’s a knock on the door before I can make it to the kitchen.
