Chapter 17 #2
Reid shoves lightly at his shoulder, giving him a reprimanding glare that is more playful than anything.
“What did I tell you? A fly-half down to his core. Now do you see his position on the rugby field as the guy who makes the plays and bosses others around? In case you haven’t noticed, our boy still likes to call the shots. ”
“I don’t recall you complaining, big guy.” Henri clicks his tongue and slowly pulls my towel away from my warm skin. “All I ever remember is hearing you moan, please, don’t stop, and fuck me harder, and Henri, that feels so good.”
Trapping my bottom lip with my teeth, I tip my head back to look up at Reid.
His cheeks turn that adorable, deeper shade of red.
This man is so soft and sweetly caring under that rugged exterior.
I love seeing how playful these two are together, how easily they share their affection.
Knowing that he has someone in his life who openly adores him and takes care of him in the way Henri does feels particularly special.
I don’t take for granted one second of being privy to their most intimate moments, having been invited into their bedroom, and offered a tiny glimpse into their lives.
I push aside the reality racing toward us, that this ends tomorrow.
“Are you nice and relaxed, sweet girl?” Henri’s lips find the side of my throat, and I lean into him with a contented sigh.
“I am.” My eyelashes droop. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt this good.”
“Can I make you feel even better?” He brushes over my ass cheeks with the toy, not actually doing anything, but letting me feel the conical end.
“Please.” It’s my turn to blush now. But thoughts of them and tomorrow collide in my mind’s eye, and I refuse to turn down an opportunity to know what it’s like to have everything with these two men.
I’m fairly certain I outright begged Henri to fuck my ass last night, so he doesn’t really need to ask, but it’s even sexier that he’s still seeking my consent now that we’ve reached a brand-new morning.
Reid’s hands seek out the slope of my waist. With a dip of his head, he gently kisses me, tasting faintly like the mix of us and the freshness of our shower.
With a slow, sensual glide of our tongues, he encourages me to melt.
At my back, I feel Henri go down on his haunches, and a sizzle of nerves laced with heat races up my spine.
I’m far too loose-limbed and drowsy thanks to my multiple orgasms to be truly nervous; if anything, it’s just a series of unusual sensations.
The click of a cap is followed by the cool drizzle of gel.
Then his touch is there, similar to how he played with me last night, but this time everything is slowed down and takes place with far less urgency.
All he’s doing is gently prepping me with skilled fingers, while Reid steals my sanity with more of those long, drugging kisses he’s oh so very good at serving up.
Henri’s fingers are gone only briefly, before the slick end of the toy brushes up my seam.
Taking incredible care of my body, he teases at my hole until I start whimpering into Reid’s mouth.
It feels incredible, foreign, and insanely fucking hot all at the same time.
He eases the toy inside, and I gasp at the intrusion…
not a bad thing at all, but it feels full, and I can only begin to imagine just how much more intense it’s going to be having his thick cock there.
What if I can’t take him?
“You’ll do just fine, sugar,” Reid reassures me, sucking on my bottom lip with a little tease. “We’ll go slow.”
I blink at him, realizing I must have mumbled that out loud.
As Henri stands up behind me, he kisses the back of my shoulder and makes a self-satisfied noise.
All while my body continues to adjust to the plug filling and stretching me, creating the type of gooey sensation trickling through my veins I could get very used to indeed.
“We’d better get ready for your next date.” He gives my ass a little pat, and I make an ungodly noise. Part surprise, part horny. It would seem my body knows no limits where these two are concerned.
“We… you don’t have to,” I stammer. “Horse sleigh rides? I’m sure you have a million things you’d rather do than gallivant around in the cold in a horse-drawn carriage. You must think it’s one of those super cheesy, wouldn’t be caught dead sort of touristy ranch activities?”
Reid laughs openly. Not denying it.
“It’s actually a really beautiful spot that the rides go to visit.” He starts dressing, stepping into his boxer briefs, followed by jeans.
Henri shrugs, starting to do the same. “Besides, a sleigh ride for three sounds like the perfect opportunity to mess with your ex.”
I’m left openly gaping at them, enjoying the sight of their muscles bunching and flexing, salivating over their broad figures doing something as simple as tugging up a zipper. Not to mention they both look unbelievably gorgeous, the way those two Vs lead the way toward the waistband of their jeans.
With a hasty swallow, I shake myself out of my daze and recollect the towel Henri had tugged off me just before. I need to find myself some clothes to wear. Possibly also to stand outside fully naked in the below-freezing conditions to get my lusty hormones reined back in.
“Then we have a thing to go to tonight,” Reid adds, all nonchalance and thick chest still on display. “We can do silly touristy fun this morning, and show you the real Mistwood for the rest of the day.”
“Oh?” My heart does a little skip. My immediate thought is that I don’t want to impose.
“C’est rien.” Henri waves a dismissive hand before threading those same inked fingers through his damp hair.
Reid scoffs. “Hardly nothing. The local rugby team spends Christmas cooking meals and delivering them around town to the elderly and anyone who needs them. Henri then throws them all a feast afterward at the local bar.”
“They’ll end up there swilling their beers anyway. Might as well give them something meaningful to do with themselves for a few hours. It’s very good team bonding.”
“Okay, as much as it pains me to tell you to get dressed… wear something warm, Mia.” Reid steps into me, nudging my chin with a curled forefinger. “Time to take you on a Christmas date.”
My heart has no business fluttering this madly inside my chest. “I can’t believe you’re both doing this for me.”
Reid gives me a lopsided grin, a hint of wickedness flashing through his honeyed eyes. “We’re going to have some fun… just make sure to put on that pretty little skirt you wore yesterday. I think we’ll all enjoy the ride a whole lot more if you do.”