29. Willow #3
“I’m not going to lie to you guys,” I say, putting down my fork and looking at both of them. “I feel like I should let you guys know that I have no idea how to do this.”
“We don’t know, either. We are all just taking it as it goes,” Grey says, interrupting me.
“Not that. I don’t know what I’m doing in any relationship,” I say, looking down at my plate in front of me, feeling my cheeks heat.
“What do you mean, exactly?” Knox asks slowly.
“I mean, I’ve never been in a relationship with anyone.
Ever. Like…nothing. I kinda had one, but he went to a different cancer treatment center, so I have kissed someone.
Once. Before you guys. So yeah, I’m going in completely blind here.
I’m not going to have any idea what I’m doing, and it’s probably not going to be good, and I don’t even know what you guys are expecting in the sex department, because I know how to use my BOB, but that is it. ” I cut off my mortifying rant.
When they don’t say anything, I look up at them. They are sitting there frozen with shocked expressions.
Grey recovers first and asks, “So, nothing? You are telling us that you are a virgin? And what the fuck is BOB?”
“Battery operated boyfriend,” Knox says without missing a beat, surprising me, but he doesn’t make any other comments.
“Yup, virgin. I don’t really have a lot of time to meet guys, and the only ones that I’m around on a regular basis are from Vital.
I had a rule that I wouldn’t date someone that worked for my dad.
I didn’t want them to have to deal with an angry boss,” I say, looking at Grey, feeling guilty that I would be putting him in a bad position.
“I can deal with your dad, and you’ll be keeping that rule.
I’m your only exception,” he says as he reaches over to where I am sitting, grabs me by the hips, and sits me on his lap, facing him.
My legs are on either side of him as I straddle him.
He looks into my eyes, bringing his large, rough hand up to my face, sliding it behind the base of my neck, and his other slides down to my hip, holding me firmly in place.
Gently, he pulls my face towards his until our noses touch, with my lips hovering over his.
I slowly run my hands up his toned stomach, chest, and broad shoulders, wrapping them around this neck.
He’s so close, I can feel his lips brush against mine as he whispers, “I think we have waited long enough for this,” before slamming his lips on mine.
I sit there for a second, surprised that after all of the teasing that Grey has given me over the last week, he’s finally kissing me. I snap out of my shock and kiss him back, and we battle for control. He made me wait for this; he has to earn being in charge.
After a minute, he bites down on my bottom lip, making me inhale from the sting. He takes my distraction and deepens the kiss, his tongue wrestling with mine.
I’m so wrapped up in Grey that I don’t even realize that I start moving my hips, trying to find the friction that I desperately need until he grunts.
His hands move to my hips, stopping the motion.
Pulling away from the kiss, he rests his forehead against mine.
As we sit there, trying to calm down, I slowly open my eyes, meeting his beautiful hazel ones.
“So, we aren’t holding back anymore?” Knox says in a hopeful voice that makes me jump. I feel bad that I forgot he was there with us. I duck my head to try and hide my blush.
“Nope, none of that,” Knox says as he gets up from his seat and walks over to where I’m straddling Grey. Grey is smirking, possibly from the fact that I was so wrapped up in him that I forgot everything around me. Knox stands next to us and grabs my chin, making me look into his dark eyes.
“Neither of us ever want you to feel embarrassed or nervous about getting lost in us. We won’t hold back on touching you or kissing you, even if we are all in the same room.
If you want to take it further with one of us, then you have all the say in that.
This is our relationship, and we are going to do what feels right for us.
If Grey or I have a problem between us, then that’s our issue to work out, not yours,” he says as he leans down and gives me an innocent kiss that slowly grows more passionate.
I pull away from Knox when Grey’s hands tighten on my hips, and the small amount of pain from his fingers gripping me is not helping the need for friction at all. A small moan slips from my lips, and both men stop, looking at me with heat in their eyes.
“I think it’s time for bed,” Grey says as he stands up, still holding me with my arms around his neck and legs around his waist. He walks to my room, but to my surprise, Knox is following behind us.
I don’t even have time to overthink before Gray opens my door, walks to my bed, and gently tosses me in the middle of it.
I look up at them, and they both smirk at me.
I know that I’m not experienced, and I should be nervous, but at this point, I am too turned on for that. This is going to be a long night.