“Ah! Oh, baby, do that again,” Tyler groaned against the bed.
Nevvie laughed, but something in his voice and the combined feel of the men’s bodies started a deep throbbing between her legs. To have them, even like this, was a dream come true.
Thomas showed her different ways to use her thumbs, how to shift her weight to her hands, where the muscles and vertebrae were and how to trace them with her fingers. Between the feel of his arms and hands over hers, and her hands on Tyler, she could barely speak.
Tyler didn’t complain, happily groaning and melting into the mattress. He sighed when they climbed off him fifteen minutes later.
“I’m not moving. That was heavenly,” he mumbled into the bed.
Thomas swatted him on the ass. “Get up. You’ve got an early flight tomorrow. Lots to do.”
Tyler groaned. “You can’t make me.”
“You agreed to speak at that conference. I bet you don’t even have your speech notes printed yet.”
She smiled at their repartee, enjoyed seeing them like this.
“Fuck you, Thomas,” he muttered from the bed.
Thomas grinned and swatted his ass again. “Promises, promises.”
Sitting on her knees at the end of the bed, Nevvie laughed out loud.
Thomas looked at her. “Oh, you think that’s funny, do you, sugar?”
She nodded, unable to contain her giggles. Thomas grabbed her around the waist and tickled her, pulling her down to the bed as she screamed with laughter. Tyler looked over, realized he was missing out, and started in on her too. A few minutes later she begged for mercy. The men relented, and she laid there gasping and giggling, looking up at them.
Then, realizing this was her new life, she burst into tears.
The men exchanged a worried look. Thomas reached for her, gathering her into his arms. “I’m sorry, I thought—”
“No, it was fun.” She cried on his shoulder and felt Tyler press against her back, his arms around them. “I’m happy,” she assured them.
“Overwhelmed?” Tyler asked.
“Yeah. In a good way.” She finally relaxed between them. “You guys have no idea how much you mean to me.” She took a deep breath and sat up, wiping her eyes. “Happy tears, I swear.”
Tyler kissed her forehead. “Good. We want to keep you happy. There’s no better sound in the world than your laughter, pet.” He reached for his coffee and took a sip. “I guess you’re right, I need to get moving.” He looked at Nevvie. “I don’t want you left alone while I’m gone, sweetheart. Not this soon.” Left unsaid, the men’s worry that Alex might somehow track her to their house.
“She can go to work with me tomorrow, it’s Friday. You feel up to learning that end of the business?”
She smiled. “That sounds good.”
“Great. I know Tyler likes to hog you.”
“Balderdash!” Tyler winked at Nevvie.
“Well, you do, Ty,” Thomas said with a wicked grin that belied his words.
Nevvie laughed. “You guys are too funny.”
Thomas stood and helped her up. “Ty won’t be back till Monday, you can go in with me then, too.”
“Take her by the insurance agent tomorrow, get her added to our policy, and her health insurance,” Tyler said as he climbed out of bed. “Oh, and a cell phone, definitely handle that. Will you have time to get her a car this weekend?”
“Don’t you want to help?”
Tyler looked disgusted. “Since when am I a help shopping for cars?”
“Good point.”
She laughed again and the boys looked at her. “You want another tickling, young lady?” Thomas warned in a playful voice. She clapped a hand over her mouth and shook her head. His next question was to Tyler. “Which account for the car?”
“Use the money market account, checkbook’s in my desk drawer.” He took his mug and walked to the bathroom, stretching and flexing his back. “Damn, you guys can rub my back like that every morning if you wish. That was simply amazing.” He closed the door behind him.
I’d love to rub his front, Nevvie thought. The fact that they talked about buying a car like it was nothing amazed her.
Stupid. They’ll buy you a cheap used one, of course. Don’t get excited over that.
But she was, because it would still be nicer than anything she’d ever had before. She instinctively knew her boys wouldn’t buy her a piece of junk. They’d buy her something they’d be proud to have her drive.
Thomas kissed her forehead. “Well, sugar, unless you want to help us take a shower…” He winked.
Jesus! The thought weakened her knees. She tried to play it back to him. “Don’t tempt me too much.” She winked back and turned to go when she felt a gentle swat on her bottom.
She jumped. Thomas playfully grinned, his sweet brown eyes holding hers. “How much would it take to tempt you?”
Holy Christ, is he kidding? She swallowed hard as her mouth went dry.
He smiled again. “You’re wonderful, Nevvie. Seriously. The three of us are going to have a blast. I don’t know what we did before you were here.”
She nodded and left, closing their door behind her. Then she went to her bedroom and closed her door, leaning on it for support, breathing hard. She was soaking wet. The fantasy of jumping into the shower between her sweet love gods was unbearably close and tantalizingly real.
It took a few minutes for her shaky legs to regain some strength.
She spent the day cleaning and helping Tyler pack for the conference. When Thomas returned she cooked dinner and they all curled on the couch in front of the TV. She was reluctant to go to bed until Tyler patted her thigh.
“I won’t sleep well tonight, sweetheart. I never do before a trip like this. If you don’t mind me setting the alarm early, why don’t I bunk with you? At least you’ll get a decent rest.”
Her heart skipped. “Okay.” Sleep all night with one of her sweet love gods? Hot damn!
“I’ll be there in a while, all right?”
She nodded, and somehow made it to her room on shaky legs. A few minutes later she heard their bedroom door close and assumed the boys were having a private goodbye.
Thomas held Tyler, kissing him, caressing his arms. “I’m going to miss you, Ty. This is the one thing I hate about what you do.”
Tyler’s hand traveled lower, between Thomas’ legs, gripping his shaft. “I’ll be home on Monday. You won’t be alone, you’ll have Nevvie to keep you company.”
Thomas moaned as his lover stroked him. “You’ll call me, right?”
Tyler bent down and licked the silky smooth head, swirling his tongue the way Tom loved, using his lips on him. “Of course, love. No speaker phone for you this time. Not unless you want Nevvie listening in.”
“I have to admit, that would be fun.” Thomas sighed. “Way too soon. I promise I won’t push her while you’re gone.”
Tyler looked up. “I never doubted that. I know you would never rush her.”
Thomas ran his hands through Tyler’s hair, loving the soft, smooth texture. “Lucky bastard, you get to sleep with her tonight.”
Tyler deep throated him for a moment, and Tom’s fingers tightened on the back of his head. When he came up for air, “Ah, yes,” Tyler whispered, his voice husky with passion, “but first I get to make love to you.”
He bent to his task, using his lips and tongue and hands to stroke his lover, gently massaging him, bringing him to the edge several times until Tom’s hands gripped his head and he begged, “Please, Ty, do it. Please.”
“Do what?” he playfully asked, running his tongue from the tip to his balls and back again.
Tom looked down at him, meeting his deep blue eyes. “Make me come. Please, do it.”