Tyler smiled. “Anything to make you happy, sweet.” He worked on Thomas, skillfully stroking and licking his shaft, taking his time, working his lips and tongue along the smooth head and ridge. He swirled his tongue around the head, flicking the tip of his tongue underneath at the especially sensitive spot, then stroking him with his hand to bring him over.
When Thomas landed from his climax, he pulled Tyler up to him and kissed him.
“Jesus, I love you, Ty.”
“I love you too. You are my life.”
Thomas worked his way down his lover’s body, kissing him, massaging him, taking his time and also bringing him close several times without release. “You gonna think about me sucking you when you’re in that hotel room all alone?”
Tyler nodded, closing his eyes and enjoying what Thomas did to him. “Yes.”
“Gonna think about me working my tongue all over your balls?” He proceeded to do just that.
Tyler shivered. “God, yes!”
Tom wrapped his hand around Tyler’s rigid shaft and fisted it, taking the tip into his mouth, breathing in his familiar, musky scent. “I’m going to fuck you so good when you get home, sugar. You keep that in mind every night when you’re talking to me on the phone. I’m going to be so horny and I’m going to take good care of you.”
With that he deep throated him, his other hand gently squeezing his balls and Tyler moaned. Thomas knew how to make him last, alternating gentle, light licks along his shaft and head with firm strokes of his hand.
Tyler jerked his hips as he came, his whole body shuddering from the sensation.
After a few moments Thomas lay next to Tyler, holding him, cradling his lover to him, kissing him. “You stay safe. I worry when you go to New York. Don’t forget to lock the door. You always forget that.”
“I’ll be fine. I doubt I’ll leave the hotel where the conference is. It’s a hectic schedule. You take care of yourself, and our girl.”
Thomas hugged him. “You know I will.” He stared into his eyes. “You’d better get some sleep. When are you waking up?”
“Five. The car will be here at six.”
He hesitated. Tyler knew he wanted to say something. “What is it?”
“I don’t want to fuck up while you’re gone. Say the wrong thing.”
Tyler laid a hand on his cheek. “Thomas,” he whispered, “you love her as much as I do. You won’t fuck anything up. Be your sweet self, that’s all. Take care of her. Let her come to you as she needs you.”
“How much can I spend on the car?”
“There’s over ninety thousand in that account. I seriously doubt you’ll spend that much. You’ll have a fight on your hands to put her into a new car. Do not get her a used one. Don’t let her talk you into something tiny, either. I want her safe. Get her into a four-door.” He sat up and thought about it. “Take her to see Rollo, he’s a persuasive fellow. I’m sure he’ll be happy to have the repeat business. He’ll help you talk her into something appropriate.”
Thomas nodded and kissed him one last time. “Wake me before you leave.”
“I will.” Tyler pulled on his boxers and headed for the door. “Sleep tight, love.”
Nevvie had left her door open. Tyler set the alarm then carefully slipped into bed. She’d been dozing but immediately snuggled against him. He put his arm around her and fought to keep his cock from coming alive again.
She mumbled, “Good night, Tyler,” and squeezed his hand.
He kissed the nape of her neck. “Good night, sweetheart.”
Tyler laid there, listening to the sound of her breathing, the feel of her heartbeat under his hand, now trapped by her fingers laced through his. She was a perfect fit for his body in the same way he fit Thomas. He would miss her every bit as much as he’d miss his lover.
Thomas told him about the flirting after their impromptu tickle fight. That was a good sign. There’d been a few times Nevvie had engaged in playful banter with him, but he expected as much because they were closer and spent more time together each day. He wanted her to be as close to Thomas as she was to him, otherwise they could never take things further. To have her play favorites would rip all three apart, and that would devastate him.
Before a trip like this Tyler usually didn’t sleep well, but he soon dozed with the warmth of her skin against him and the scent of her hair caressing his thoughts like a dream.
Chapter 7
Tyler reached across Nevvie the next morning and slapped at the alarm clock, eventually finding the off switch. He didn’t dare hit the snooze button or he’d be late. His clothes were laid out, his luggage sitting in the front hall, and he would grab a bagel—
Nevvie rolled under him, shifting position. When she opened her beautiful green eyes he was nose to nose with her.
“Good morning,” she said, melting him. It would be so easy to kiss her.
“Good morning, sweetheart. I’m sorry about the early wake-up. Go back to sleep.” Her eyes didn’t leave his. He lost the will to move.
He felt her hand on his arm, as if to keep him there. “Thank you for staying with me. I sleep better with one of you.”
“Believe me, it’s no imposition.” Tyler tried to find a reason, any reason, to stay where he was, locked in her eyes and her sweet lips so close. He wanted to kiss her.
She touched his cheek, then lifted her head and brushed her lips across his. “You mean, like that?”
He nodded, speechless.
“Wait till we start finishing each other’s sentences. You might not want me around that long.”
“Nevvie, we want you forever.”
She sat up, her back to him. “You say that now.” She wouldn’t look at him.
He put his arm around her, still reeling from their kiss. “Sweetheart, I know this is a bad thing for a writer to admit, but I am at a loss for words to describe how much you mean to us. We will do anything to keep you with us.”
She finally met his gaze, and her eyes bore the sheen of uncried tears. “Not anything, Tyler,” she whispered. She patted his thigh and headed for the bathroom.
He wanted to go after her, confess what they felt, still afraid she would reject them. It was one thing for her to be horny for one of them at any given time, totally another for them to overwhelm her with their need and emotion, to love her the way they wanted to.
It was too soon.
He started coffee and went to take his shower. Thomas was asleep and Tyler felt a momentary stab of guilt as he fingered the ring on his left hand. He loved Thomas, his soul mate. He would never trade what he had with Thomas for anything.
But he never had with Thomas what he had with Nevvie, that deep, unspoken connection. He knew Thomas loved him beyond reason, and Tyler would never change a thing about Thomas, not in a million years. The possibility of having two people so perfect in one lifetime boggled his mind.
Perhaps this was for the best, that he was going out of town. His plans could only take things so far. He couldn’t manage the relationship Thomas had with her—they must define on their own. Just as what he had with Nevvie was separate from Thomas. He knew Thomas could do and be things for her that he could not. He was okay with that because he also knew the converse applied.
He took his shower and dressed, checking the time. He had twenty-five minutes before the car arrived, and he still needed to eat. Taking a moment to sit on the bed next to Thomas, he reached over and gently stroked his lover’s chest.
Thomas stirred and opened his eyes. “Mornin’.”
“Good morning.”
“What time is it?”
“Close to six.”
Thomas crooked his finger and Tyler leaned in for a kiss.