Chapter 6
CHAPTER SIX
QUINN
T he car pulls into a driveway that loops around the front of a massive building. Hayes leans forward, handing the driver a cash tip before we slip out of the back seat. The cold night air slides up my legs, a stark contrast to the damp warmth that’s between my legs. I have the two of them to thank for that, after they almost made me come and decided to edge me instead.
Hayes walks up to the door first, holding up a key until there’s a loud buzzing sound and a click as the lock opens. He reaches for the handle, pulling it open in one swift, fluid movement. I look over at him and he smirks at me. Following Chase, I walk into the lobby of the building with Hayes hot on my heels.
His hands find my hips as we move over to the elevator and he pulls me flush against his front as he drapes his arms over my shoulders. He’s much taller than me, enveloping me as he buries his face in the crook of my neck.
Chase watches the two of us with a blazing heat in his irises. Hayes’s cock presses against my lower back and I push my ass against him, a hearty moan spilling from his lips. The sound vibrates against my neck, sending a warmth straight to the place between my legs. The elevator reaches the floor and dings as the doors slide open.
Hayes releases me, letting me walk on my own as we step inside. Chase faces me as Hayes stands behind him, pressing the button for the twenty-third floor. My breath catches in my throat as Chase closes the distance between us, not stopping until his feet reach mine and he’s pinning me up against the cool metal wall.
His mouth meets mine in an instant. There isn’t a single ounce of hesitation or restraint. His lips are soft and warm, but there’s nothing tender about the way he kisses me. There’s a fervent need driving his movements. Lifting my hands, I grip the front of his shirt, needing to feel him closer, but the only way to do that is if he's naked.
His tongue slides along the seam of my lips and I part them, letting him in. There’s a shift in intensity. A moan escapes me and he swallows the sound as our tongues tangle together. His hands are in my hair, pulling my head back farther as he swallows me whole. Any coherent thought evades me. He surrounds me, consuming me as he kisses me intently.
Hayes’s hand brushes the side of my face, momentarily startling me. A gasp escapes me, my breath hitching as he trails his fingers down the side of my neck, dancing them across my collarbone before they begin their descent along the curve of my breast that’s exposed by my low-cut shirt.
“I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we’re at our floor.”
Chase smiles against my lips as he begins to break away. He lets out a soft hum and turns his head to look at Hayes, his arms still caging me in. “It sounds like someone’s a little jealous.” He pushes off the wall, taking a step back before he looks at me. “Who do you think he’s more jealous of?”
A low rumble vibrates in Hayes’s chest as he lifts his hand and grabs Chase’s chin, jerking his head to the side to look back at him. “I’m not jealous,” he promises, his face inching closer to Chase’s. “Impatient, yes, but there’s no need to be jealous when I know I’m going to have both of you soon enough.”
My back is still pressed against the wall and my mouth is dry as I watch the two of them, feeling the tension rolling off them in waves. Time is momentarily suspended, the electricity crackling in the air around us as I wait for one of them to make the first move.
Neither of them does.
Hayes releases Chase’s chin and my chest deflates with disappointment as Hayes turns around and walks out of the elevator first. Chase looks back at me, his nostrils flaring before a smirk lifts his lips. “Come on,” he says with a wink, holding his hand out to me. “If you dare.”
The elevator took us directly to their floor and the moment I step out, I’m standing in the foyer of their home. I follow suit, kicking off my heels after I see Chase and Hayes leaving their shoes by the door. Hayes disappears around the corner and Chase glances at me.
“I promise neither of us bite,” he tells me with a smirk. “That is, unless that’s something you’re into.”
“How about you get me a drink and then I’ll tell you what I’m into,” I retort, winking at him before he pulls me toward the kitchen.
Hayes steps out into the living room and fiddles with the speaker system as I watch Chase make three mixed drinks. Music starts to play through the condo and a smile pulls at my lips. I’ve always loved to dance and tonight at the bar was the first time in a long time.
Chase hands me my drink, leading the way into the living room as he hands Hayes his. They stand off to the side, and I begin to walk around, surveying their space as I look at the minimal decorations. It looks like they got it furnished or had someone decorate for them.
Along the mantle are a few family pictures, but none of them with anyone else. I smile as I look at the ones of Hayes with his parents and Chase and his siblings. It’s sweet, really, and the personal touches add more to the room.
The song finishes and changes to the next one and I can’t help myself. “Oh, I love this song!” I spin on my heel, finding them watching me as I start to move my body to the music.
Chase leans against the doorway, a curious look on his face as he slowly lifts his glass to his lips. He stays silent as he watches me with an intensity that has my insides growing warm.
Hayes stands off to the side of him, his gaze trained on me. “Are you going to put on a show for us, Doc?”
Closing my eyes, I tip my head back and let the music flow through my body as I begin twisting and swaying to the beat. If they want a show, I’ll give them one…
One that’s going to have these two men begging on their knees for me.