Water. I needed cold water ... and a few feet of breathing space. I know it wasn't my imagination, because there was an entire room to get comfy in and they had chosen to sandwich me between them on the sofa. I leaned against the sink, staring out the window into the darkness, lost in thought.
What the hell was going on? This wasn't like me ... not once in my life had I ever brought home a man, never mind *two* of them, and considered the things I was considering. Don't misunderstand, I'm not a prude. I mean ... just because I work for a church doesn't mean I'm one step away from a nunnery for crying all night.
The guys brought me home and I'm not really sure whose idea it was, but we flipped through the cable channels until we found something innocuously boring to watch. I have no idea what it was, I was too damned aware of the two gorgeous men that were on either side of me. I scrunched myself around to get comfortable (yeah, as if!) and pulled my feet up beneath me. By this time, Nick had his arm around me and had pulled me against his side. Kevin, well, Kev had stretched out with his feet on my coffee table and his hand on my thigh. And you expect me to remember what was on the television?!
I think I must have finally relaxed, because I drifted off to sleep snuggled up against Nick. When I awoke a short time later, I slipped away from them needing desperately to put some space in between us. Kev had his head tipped back snoring softly, and Nick had settled against the arm of the couch looking perfectly angelic. *giggle* There go those "church-y" thoughts again.
Where was I? Oh, yeah ... cold water. I poured
myself a glass and there I was, still staring out the window into the darkness.
I barely registered the soft footfall behind me before I felt Nick's hands slide
down my arms to rest on my hips. I took a deep breath as he rested his chin on
my head.
"I wondered where you'd gone," he whispered, his fingers grasping me just a bit harder and pressing his hips against mine. He kissed me through my hair, making a trail over my ear and down my neck, all the time pushing his pelvis against my backside. I was caught between him and the kitchen counter, so there was really no place to go. Sad, isn't it? I just had to stand there and take it. *sigh*
"Did you enjoy the show tonight?" he continued, his lips now paying homage to my other ear.
"Mm hmm..." I shivered as he caught my ear lobe between his teeth and nibbled.
"I thought so." His hands had traveled up my ribcage and were cupping my breasts through the thin cotton of my t-shirt. "The look on your face ... I'd give anything to see that look again." His thumbs were brushing over my nipples and even through the fabric of my shirt and my bra I knew they were hard.
I moaned when I caught our reflection in the window.
His voice dropped an octave as he said, "I'll bet anything that's what you look like when you come."
"Why don't we find out?"
My head snapped around to find Kevin leaning lazily
against the kitchen door and the look in his eyes made my mouth water.
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