“How did it feel?” She assumed he liked it knowing how much they enjoyed it now. Considering her virgin status in that department she looked forward to hearing more.
Thomas took a deep breath and glanced at Ty. “Real good. He was gentle and slow and took a long time. He reached around and got me off a third time while he did it.”
“What did you do then?”
His face reddened again. “I rolled over and went to sleep.”
She let them stand there for a moment. “Thomas,” she whispered. He turned to her. “Why do you love Tyler?”
He looked at Tyler, who was crying. “Because he loves me.”
“Hug, and you’d better mean it.”
Thomas enveloped Tyler’s shorter frame while Tyler cried and apologized, his arms tightly wrapped around his lover, his friend—his soul mate. Eventually they stepped back. Nevvie frowned.
“Ah ah ah! I didn’t say you could let go.”
They both smiled. Thomas’ eyes were wet. They embraced, watching her. She left them standing there for a few moments.
“Can I say something?” Thomas asked. She nodded.
He dried his lover’s tears with his hands. “I’m sorry, Ty.” His voice choked with emotion. “I thought she was leaving, and then I was so scared we’d lose her. I don’t hate you. I love you. I thought she was going to die. I was angry and scared.” He broke down sobbing as Tyler clutched him, comforting him.
This was how it should have been while she was in the hospital.
“Okay, boys,” she eventually said. “Come here and give me some of that.” The men sat beside her, forming their group hug. After a few minutes she handed Tyler his phone. “I want the two of you to go into the bedroom.”
“Why do I need this?”
She touched both of their faces. “Because all the times I’ve gone with one of you and the other phoned in so we could talk while making love, never once have I had the pleasure of being the third on the phone. I want the two of you to go to bed and have some fantastic make-up sex. You’re going to leave the bedroom door open and make a hell of a lot of noise, and we’re going to pretend I’m not in the same house.”
Thomas gently hugged Nevvie, kissing her. “And here I thought he was the evil genius.”
Tyler leaned in and kissed her, then whispered in her ear, “You and I shall talk later, sweet.”
The men stood. Thomas offered Tyler his hand. Tyler took it. She watched their bare asses leaving the living room and said, “Oh, boys.” They turned. “If you don’t do it right the first time, you’ll have to keep doing it until I’m convinced you’ve made up.”
Both men laughed. Thomas slipped his arm around Tyler’s shoulder, while Tyler’s settled around Thomas’ waist. When they were in the bedroom she dialed his phone. Tyler laughed and answered.
“Yes?”
“Speaker phone, sir.”
“Hold on.” She heard him find the button and lay it on the bed. “Can you hear?”
“Yes. What’s going on?”
She heard rustling from the bed, then Tyler. “He’s got me on my stomach and is giving me a back rub.”
“How’s it feel?”
“Good. He’s running his thumbs down the sides of my—oh!—spine. He just cracked me.”
She laughed. After a few minutes she asked, “What’s going on, boys? Talk to me.”
“I’m still rubbing his back,” Thomas said.
“Well, it’s time for you to flip him over and rub his front.”
“Okay, sweet, I’m rolled over.”
She dropped her voice to the sexy tone she knew would get both men instantly fuck-ready. “Now, Thomas, I want you to suck Tyler’s cock for me, sugar.” He must have, because Tyler gasped. She carefully stood and snuck halfway down the hall, far enough she could see into the bedroom without them seeing her. “How’s it feel, Ty?”
Ty had his hands tangled in Tom’s hair and watched his lover. “God, it feels great, Nevvie. I wish you could see him.” He threw his head back and closed his eyes.
“He’s good?”
“He’s the best…no offense.”
“None taken, sweetie. Reach between his legs, Thomas, and gently rub his balls the way he likes. Take your time and make him moan. I want to hear him enjoy it.” She watched Tom bend to his task and from the way he squirmed on the bed, she imagined he was pretty horny, too.
Tyler moaned again, drawing his legs up so Thomas had better access.
In her sexiest tone, “Thomas, why don’t you finger him while you’re at it? You know he loves that.” Both men moaned at her command. Tyler gasped.
“Talk to me, Tyler.”
He barely could. “Oh, Nevvie, sweetheart, he’s got his finger in my arse and my cock down his throat. Oh, God, that feels good!” he gasped.
From the looks of it, Tyler wouldn’t last more than a minute or two. Thomas knew exactly how to send Tyler into orbit. “Do you feel it building in your balls, baby? Do you feel that gentle squeezing he does, the way he milks it out of you? Do you like that?”
Tyler moaned, his hands on Thomas’ head, and there it was. “Oh God, Nevvie, I’m coming!” On the bed he spasmed, thrusting his hips into Thomas’ mouth. Tom didn’t miss a drop, sucking and licking Ty until he knew every last wave had run its course. She wished she was with them but wanted them to have this time alone to re-bond.
“Thomas, don’t stop licking him until you’re sure he’s through.” Thomas moaned. From the way he went at it, she knew Tyler wouldn’t have any problem getting him off.
Thomas eventually lifted his head and kissed Tyler’s cock. “He’s done, Nevvie.”
“Tell me how he tasted. You know I love the way you both taste.”
“Good, Nevvie. Real good.” Thomas’ sexy growl told her he was more than ready.
“Go wash up and get back in bed.” He did, and a moment later was lying next to Tyler.
“I’m back.”
“I want you to kiss.” They did, and she fought the urge to join them. She was wet from watching and listening. The painkiller was starting to work though, and she felt woozy. She needed to sit down soon before it knocked her out. “Tyler, you know what I want you to do, don’t you?”
“You want me to suck his cock.”
“That’s right, sweetheart.” Tyler kissed his way down Thomas’ firm chest, across the flat plain of his abs, and slowly nuzzled his cock. “What’s he doing, Tom?”
Tom lifted his head and watched Tyler. “He’s getting…Oh, baby, he’s got me in his mouth.”
She smiled. Tyler had taught her exactly what to do to get Tom off, so she knew what he was doing. “How’s it feel? Tell me what he’s doing.”
“He’s licking me, baby, swirling his tongue…Oh!”
“Deep throat him, Ty. I want to hear him.”
Tyler did, automatically reaching between Tom’s legs to massage his sac, eliciting a deep, satisfied moan from Tom. “He’s doing it,” Thomas gasped.
“Tyler, I know you love the way he tastes. I want you to suck every last drop out of him. I want to hear him make a lot of noise, baby.”
“He’s—oh yeah!” Thomas fucked his hips into Ty’s mouth as he came, and a moment later the men were cuddled in each other’s arms.
She returned to the couch. “Come out here and kiss me, both of you.”
She hung up and waited, listening for the sound of the bed. They padded out a moment later, smiling, kneeling before her. Thomas was first. He kissed her deeply, leaving her breathless from his passion.
“Very good.” Tyler was next and she tasted more of Thomas on him, or maybe it was her own good memories from earlier in the morning. “Mmm, yum.”
She gripped their hands. “I want you to go back and make love for me, okay? I’m going to take a nap. Leave the door open so I can hear.”
They both leaned in to kiss her one last time before returning to the bedroom. She relaxed, closing her eyes, trying to stay awake. She drifted to sleep to the distinct tone of Tyler moaning while Thomas fucked him.