Chapter 22
Two pairs of eyes—one set blue, one green—grow darker.
Rudy cups my cheek as Nick curls a hand around my middle. “Do you want to stay with us tonight?”
I’ve been wanting them, but I didn’t realize how badly until now. I nod, reaching out to touch them both as I melt further into them.
Rudy presses his lips to mine to seal the bond, then pulls back one more time.
“Your answer to my next question won’t change anything, but I want to know: Are you still seeing the Winters?”
I let out a small sigh, nervous to respond, but also grateful that everything continues to be out in the open. “I am.”
“Okay,” Rudy says. One little word, but so heavy with emotion.
“I’ve been trying to make a decision, but my feelings are confused. I didn’t expect to be so torn … but I am. Is that okay?”
Rudy glances at his brother, then nods at me.
“We hope you’ll be able to decide soon, but we understand,” Nick says.
Rudy strokes my cheek again, looking conflicted. Finally, he swallows and says, “I don’t want to make things harder for you, or more confusing, but I need to be honest.”
I stiffen, preparing to hear that our date’s over, and that they don’t want to see me until I decide. Or maybe, that they’re done dating me, because I’ve taken too long to decide. Instead … instead …
“I’m falling in love with you, Holly.”
I gasp and blink at Rudy, wondering if I heard him correctly.
“I’m falling too.” Nick squeezes my hip, then shakes his head, as if to clear it. “Hell, I’m in love with you. I tried to hold back, but it’s out of my control.”
Tears prickle the corners of my eyes, because I’ve tried to hold back, too, and I just figured I was weak willed, but there’s nothing weak about these two men who are declaring their feelings.
“I’m falling for you both, too.” I let out a little relieved laugh. “It’s been like a runaway train.”
Nick’s eyes are warm. “Like a snowball rolling downhill, growing in size.”
Rudy wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer. “I’m not going to waste time trying to come up with another analogy.” He kisses me. “Be with us, Holly?”
I nod quickly. “Yes. Please.”
Gently, but in one swift movement, Rudy lays me onto the blanket and hovers just inches above me, his voice so husky. “Say it again.”
I look up at him, deep into his eyes. “Please. Please make love to me.”
His mouth takes mine like there’s no controlling it. His kiss is suddenly ravenous, and my body becomes nothing but pure desire.
“We’ll always give you what you want,” he vows, as he moves from my mouth to my neck to my chest, his fingers fumbling with the buttons on my shirt.
He seems to remember his brother then, because he rolls to my side, never taking his hands or mouth off of me, while making space for Nick to join in.
Together, the two of them remove my clothing, until I’m lying between them in only my white lace underwear.
Nick slides his hands reverently over my curves. “My god, you’re beautiful.”
Rudy’s eyes drink me in like he’s been thirsty for days. “Gorgeous.”
“Please touch me,” I say, now that I know Rudy likes to hear me beg. Based on Nick’s expression, he does too.
Rudy attends to every inch of my breasts, giving them more attention than any man ever has, and maybe it’s easier to be this thorough when you’re working as a team.
While he licks and sucks and teases my nipples until my breathing grows shallow and desperate, Nick eases my panties down and gently strokes my pussy.
“You’re so wet. So hot for us.” He slides his fingers over my slippery folds, and I sigh. When he circles my clit, my hips buck, and I moan. He keeps touching me, round and round, then straight over my most sensitive spot, until I’m crying out and coming apart, white light filling my senses.
It’s so easy for me to come for them. Of course, last time, I’d been primed for days, but here, tonight, this is down to their skill. They play my body perfectly.
As I come down, the two of them shower me with kisses. “You’re so beautiful,” Nick murmurs as his lips press to my hip.
“So beautiful.” Rudy nuzzles the side of my breast, his hand draped across me possessively.
“I want you inside me,” I tell them as soon as I can form the words. “Please.”
Rudy carries me into a bedroom, presumably his, that’s tidy and clean. It’s painted a cozy shade of blue, with warm wooden furniture, including a big bookshelf and a desk.
My skin is cold as soon as we leave the fireside, but Rudy lays me in the center of a fluffy down comforter, and I’m plenty hot inside when I get a better look at the erections straining the men’s pants.
When they both stand beside the bed and start to strip, I’m filled with more excited anticipation than any Christmas morning ever.
It’s a tantalizing treat for my eyes—their broad chests, their strong arms, their toned abs, then—my god—their incredible cocks.
Deliciously veined, long and thick and heavy.
My pussy was already wet, but now, it’s drenched.
They surround me, and I’m in heaven. Rudy turns me onto my side, and lies down beside me, my back to his front. He pulls my hips close, and his meaty cock nudging between the cheeks of my ass makes me groan.
He rests my head on his bicep, while he wraps his other arm under mine, cups my chin, tips my head back toward his, and brushes his lips against my cheek. He’s already driving me wild, and we’ve barely gotten started.