Chapter 22 Riley
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Riley
The clicks of the keyboard fill the small space of my temporary bedroom. I’ve been finalizing my list of questions to guide my interview with Hadley, Conrad, Brooks, and Austin.
Different questions and topics always come up during the conversation, but I like to have a plan to guide things along the way at least.
A quiet knock on the door jerks my head to the side. When I don’t answer immediately, there’s another louder knock.
I lean over as far as I can, prying the door open with just the tips of my fingers. Just when I think I’m going to get it open without having to leave my seat, my butt slides off the chair.
Next thing I know, I’m lying on my back, staring up at Finn and Theo. They’re both looking down at me, amusement dancing in their eyes.
“You okay down there, angel?” Finn asks. His long hair is falling around his face as he peers down at me, making him look like an angel.
“I think my pride and my ass are probably pretty bruised, but I’ll live.”
“I don’t think I can do much about your ego,” Finn says, grinning like a damn idiot. “But… please tell me I can kiss your ass better.”
“Finn,” I say, swatting at his leg.
“A man wants what a man wants,” he says, shrugging.
Theo steps over me, so his feet are on either side of my hips. I slide my hands into his when he extends them toward me. I barely feel like I have to do anything as he hauls me upright.
I start to stumble backward, but his arms wrap around me. He holds me steady with my body pressed against him.
“Hey.” My voice is barely above a whisper. I have no idea why I’m speaking at that volume when I was practically shouting a Finn just seconds ago.
“These are cute,” Theo says, tapping the nose bridge on the light blue glasses I’m wearing.
Finn shuffles past us, sitting on the end of the bed. “Yeah, so cute you could almost be little smarty-pants twins.”
Theo and I share a look filled with terror and disgust. “That’s wrong in so many ways,” I say.
“Oh… right. Twins wouldn’t be kissing in kitchens and pantries and barely containing their need to peel each other’s clothes off,” Finn rambles. “Unless it’s in Game of Thrones, then that totally did happen.”
“Finn,” Theo says.
“Hmm,” Finn hums, obviously deep in thought about something. If I had to wager money on it, I wouldn’t even know what random topic to throw out as a possibility.
Finn’s eyes widen. “Ahh… I got it. You could be study partners who have sexy time in the back of a library.”
“Are you trying to cast Theo and I in a cheesy porno?” I ask, biting my lip to keep from laughing.
Finn shakes his head. “No, no pornos going on up here,” he says, pointing to his head. “Your glasses just inspired me.”
“I think he means they made him horny.” Theo laughs.
Finn shrugs, like he isn’t afraid to admit how right his brother is. Finn snaps his fingers in front of his face. “I’ve got another one.”
Before he can say another word, I’m straddling his lap and crashing my lips against his. Well, that wasn’t planned.
But here we are… and now that I’ve started this, I don’t want to stop. He palms the back of my head with one hand, the other possessively holding my hip.
This kiss is so different from the one we shared in the snow. This is fierce and passionate. I might have surprised him at first, but he’s entirely on board now.
He bites and licks at my bottom lip, leaving me begging for more. Fuck… Theo.
I pull back a little breathlessly. I’m scared to look over my shoulder, but I know I need to. We need to have this conversation before anything else can happen.
What I don’t expect is to find Theo smirking at us.
“Why do you look like someone stole your puppy?” Theo asks me.
“You aren’t mad.”
“Why would I be? I know you two have kissed before.”
Oh… okay.
My head swivels between the two brothers. I have no idea what to say right now.
“What do you want?” Theo asks. The question is directed solely at me.
I swallow, trying to delay the need for words to come from my mouth. “I don’t know.”
He nods, like he understands. “Do you want to keep kissing Finn?”
I turn to look Finn in the eyes. A smile ghosts over both our lips as I say, “Yeah.”
“Do you want to do more than kiss him?” Theo asks from behind me.
“Yes.”
Suddenly, Theo’s words are spoken into the hollow of my shoulder. “Do you want to kiss me again?”
A shiver ghosts through me. I think I might even grind my hips into Finn, but I can’t say for sure. I must not be fully in control of my body at the moment.
“Yes.”
“And what about doing more with me?” Theo continues.
That’s an easy yes, too. I nod.
“Well, I guess we have our answer, then,” Finn says, leaning in to presumably resume our kiss.
I stop him with a palm to the middle of his chest. “What do you mean, we have our answer? How did any of that solve anything?”
Theo plants a kiss on my neck, and I jerk my hips against Finn this time. Finn lets out a low groan.
“You want both of us,” Theo says.
“So, you’ll have both of us,” Finn finishes for him.
They are so comfortable with this. Too comfortable. Wait…
“Have you guys done this before?” I ask.
“Done what exactly?” Theo asks, peppering more kisses along my neck. I tilt my head to the side, giving him better access.
I shouldn’t be giving in to this until I get some answers, but I don’t think I could pull away from him right now, even if I wanted to.
I blink a few times, so I can focus on the conversation we’re having and not the feeling of his lips against my skin. “Shared a woman.”
“A few times,” Finn says.
“How? When? What?” I babble.
“Do you want us to explain our past sexual adventures to you in detail, or do you want us to make you come so hard you forget you even asked the question?” Theo asks.
People say there aren’t any stupid questions, but that is very stupid. “The last one,” I mumble.
Finn’s smile grows. “Good choice, angel.” His hands slide under my shirt. His callused thumbs gently graze my ribs, teasing at the underside of my breasts. “Should I tell Theo the secret you’ve got hiding under your sweatshirt, or do you want to tell him?”
I fake innocence. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Really?” Finn asks, then his hands move so quickly that I don’t get a chance to stop him. His pinches both of my nipples.
I’m not wearing a bra, so there’s no barrier between him and my tender flesh. I let out a stuttered gasp.
“Do you remember now?” Finn asks. There’s nothing but mischief in his gaze as he starts to massage away the flash of pain he just caused.
“Maybe he needs to discover it for himself.” I intend for it to come out confidently, but instead, it’s dripping with need for both of them.
“I guess I’d better unwrap my present, then,” Theo says.
The way those words make me feel so treasured shouldn’t be possible, but that is precisely what they do. I expect him to peel my shirt off immediately, but his deft fingers start to ease my glasses off my face.
“Say goodbye to them, Finn,” Theo tells him.
“Goodbye, sexy-as-fuck glasses,” Finn says. “Good thing the girl underneath is gorgeous all on her own.”
He presses a kiss to my cheek, and I melt a little more into him. He’s the perfect mix of silly and sweet. There’s also a layer of hot as hell that makes him freaking irresistible.
I hear Theo set my glasses on my desk, then his hands close around the hem of my shirt. “Arms up.”
Finn smirks as I immediately raise my arms over my head. Theo doesn’t waste any time discarding the piece of clothing. A single finger trails down my spine, sending shivers cascading through my whole body.
“How often have you walked around this house without a bra on?” Theo asks. Finn has moved his hands down to my hips, so Theo can easily palm both of my breasts.
“A few times,” I say.
“Mmm,” Theo hums. “And to think, I could have had the perfect access to do this whenever I wanted,” he says, rolling my nipples between his fingers. Tingles radiate through me.
At some point, my eyes must have closed, so I have no warning before Theo’s hands disappear. Then I’m being flipped over and laid across the middle of the bed. A huff of air escapes my lungs when my back lands against the mattress.
Finn crawls up until he’s lying at my side. Theo moves between my spread legs. His fingers skim over the waistband of my sweats. “Can I?” he asks.
There’s not a single part of me that wants to say no, but I know without a shadow of a doubt that if I did, he would stop in an instant. That knowledge, along with the raging need inside of me, is enough to have me saying, “Yes.”
Theo blinks a few times, like he can’t really believe this is happening. His thumbs hook under the fabric, slowly lowering them down my legs.
“Fuck,” they both say in unison when I’m left in only my thong.
“You’re so hot,” Finn says, staring at me in awe.
“Perfect,” Theo says, running one finger up the length of my leg. Unfortunately, he stops before he reaches the lace covering the area where I really want him to touch me.
Finn leans in, kissing up my neck. He continues his path along my jawline and behind my ear.
Shivers quake through me, turning me on in a way I never thought was possible. Who knew having someone kiss your neck could feel that good?
Finn. Finn knows, and he’s doing a damn good job of proving it.
Another set of lips grazes against the inside of my ankle, then starts to move upward. Again, Theo stops just before he reaches my thong, only to start the whole process over on the other side.
I want to scream and crawl out of my skin. Or maybe crawl on top of one of them. I want someone to touch me there.
I don’t even need to come right this second. I need something to ease some of this building ache inside of me.
Theo draws an uneven line over my hip. “You have freckles here,” he says with a note of something close to reverence in his tone.
Lifting my head, I peek down at him. His eyes are locked on my skin as he connects the dots with his finger.
“She has them here, too,” Finn says, using his tongue to illustrate where freckles are sprinkled over my collarbones.
“One of these days, I want to find every single one of them,” Theo says. In a quieter voice, he adds, “With my lips and my tongue.”
I couldn’t contain the pathetic noise that fell from my lips even if I tried. It makes both men draped over the top of me smile, so it must not have been that bad.
“Not today, though,” Theo says.
Meaning… they want this to happen more than once. I can’t even fully wrap my brain around the fact that this is happening right now, let alone it being a recurring surprise during the rest of my time here in Aspen Springs.
Would I be on board with that, though?
Hell, yeah. Of course I would.
“No,” Finn says. “But I think she’s ready for us now.” His breath cools the kiss-dampened skin on my neck.
“Are you ready?” Theo asks me.
“Yes… please,” I whimper.
“And she said the magic word.” Finn chuckles while continuing to find the most sensitive places along my neck.
My hips buck off the bed when Theo plants a kiss against my clit. There might be a layer of fabric between his mouth and the bundle of nerves, but it still ignites me like I’ve been electrocuted.
“Fuck,” I breathe out.
“Already so responsive, and I haven’t even tasted you yet, love,” Theo says.
Then my thong is gone. Theo’s next kiss is in the same spot, minus the lace. My muscles tense as I buck my hips into him.
“This is going to be fun,” Finn says.
On the next kiss, he sucks my clit into his mouth. I swear, I lose the ability to think clearly. All I’m aware of is the pleasure hitting me all at once.
The gentle suction and strokes of his tongue are pure bliss. Combine that with the way Finn is nipping and sucking my nipples, I’m going to come embarrassingly quickly.
Is that even a thing women get embarrassed about?
I contemplate the idea for a total of three seconds before my impending orgasm erases all other thoughts from my mind. The pleasure coiling inside of me is all I can fathom.
Theo hums against me in encouragement. The vibrations send me careening over the edge. I cry out, my fingers sliding into Finn’s hair.
The death grip I have on him must be painful, but he doesn’t seem to mind one bit, by the way he smiles with my nipple still in his mouth. My hips seek out more from Theo, while simultaneously wanting to pull away.
It’s too much, but I want more.
They guide me through every ebb and valley of my orgasm until I’m a boneless heap beneath them. Theo presses a feather-light kiss against my clit before making his way up my body, so he’s lying on my other side.
Finn leans up so he can slide off his hoodie. I watch him, eagerly waiting for him to peel off his white undershirt, but he doesn’t. He gently pulls the giant hoodie over my head, helping me guide my arms inside the sleeves.
“What are you doing?” I ask, with very little fight in my voice. “I was going to return the favor.
“Later,” Theo says. He tucks a stray hair behind my ear. “You look like you’re ready for a nap.”
There’s a soft smile on his lips, but I know he’s serious about no more sexy times happening right now.
As much as I want to feel all of their clothes off and make them feel the same way they just did with me, a relaxed state of exhaustion has settled over me. A nap sounds pretty damn fabulous.
“As long as I can nap sandwiched between you,” I say just before a yawn overtakes me. These boys really are talented. I’m more relaxed than I’ve been after a ninety-minute massage.
“You don’t need to ask me twice,” Finn says, snuggling in even closer. He rolls me onto my side, so we’re face to face.
Theo works the thong I’m wearing down my body, until it hits mid-thigh. His chest presses against my back, his arm draping over my waist. Kisses land on my forehead and just behind my ear as my eyes close.