Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two
Geraldine
I stirred in my sleep, the quilt tangled around my legs, and the room was dark and quiet except for the soft creak of the house settling.
A warm hand brushed my thigh, slow and deliberate, and slid up under the edge of my shorts, and I sighed, half-dreaming, my mind fuzzy with the thought of Damian.
His touch had been on me all day with his hand in mine at the diner and the rough grip in the shower, and I leaned into it and imagined his low voice and his steady heat.
The hand moved higher, fingers teased the sensitive skin, and I shifted, a sleepy moan slipped out as I pictured him there, his dark eyes locked on mine.
Then another hand joined and was lighter and quicker and traced my calf, and my eyes fluttered open, the dream faded as reality hit.
I blinked in the dim light, my heart thudded, and I saw Christian leaning over me, his grin faint but wicked, and his hand still on my thigh.
“Hey, Geri,” he said, his voice low and rough, and his fingers pressed into my skin. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“Christian?” I said and sat up a little, my voice thick with sleep, and then I caught movement by the door as Cosmo stepped in, his shirt already off, and his grin wide and playful.
My stomach flipped with a mix of heat and something sharp, and I pulled the quilt higher and was not sure what was happening, but felt it build fast.
“I couldn’t sleep,” Cosmo said and shut the door behind him. The lock clicked softly. “I heard you moaning and thought we’d check on you.”
“You were dreaming,” Christian said and slid closer, his hand stayed on my thigh and squeezed lightly. “It sounded good. Was it us?”
I swallowed and tried to shake the haze, my skin tingled where he touched, and I couldn’t lie because it wasn’t them in my head, but they were here now, real and close. “Maybe,” I said and smirked, my voice steadier than I felt. “What’s this? Are you double-teaming me?”
“It’s triple if you’re lucky,” Cosmo said and laughed and climbed onto the bed, his knee nudged my leg as he settled on my other side. “We missed you, babe. Three days away’s too long.”
“Yeah,” Christian said and leaned in, his breath warm on my neck as his hand slid higher and brushed the hem of my shorts. “We thought we’d make up for it.”
I caught my breath, my body reacted fast with heat pooled low, and my pulse raced, and I shifted between them, the quilt slipped down to my waist. It felt wrong with a quick twist in my gut because it wasn’t Damian, but I’d let them touch me before, flirty and playful, and how could I pull back now without looking like a hypocrite?
Cosmo’s hand found my calf again and rubbed slow circles, Christian’s fingers teased under my shorts, and I bit my lip and was caught in the rush.
“You guys are trouble,” I said and tried to keep it light, my voice shook a little as Cosmo’s hand moved up to my knee, his touch firm and warm.
“Always,” Cosmo said and grinned and leaned closer, his lips brushing my ear. “You like it, though. Don’t you?”
“Maybe,” I said and arched a little as Christian’s hand slipped higher and grazed the edge of my underwear, his thumb pressed in slowly and deliberately. “What’s the plan here?”
“There’s no plan,” Christian said and kissed my neck softly and hot, his teeth grazed the skin. “It’s just you. Whatever you want.”
“Everything,” Cosmo said and slid his hand up my thigh, his fingers danced over my shorts, and tugged at the waistband. “We’re good at sharing.”
I laughed short and breathy and pushed up on my elbows, my head spun as they closed in, their hands everywhere. “You’re bold,” I said and caught Cosmo’s wrist, but I didn’t stop him and just held it as he grinned and pulled my shorts down slowly and teasingly, the fabric scraped my skin.
“Bold’s fun,” he said and tossed them aside, his hand slid back up my leg and spread me open, his fingers brushed lightly and quickly. “You’re hot like this, Geri.”
“Real hot,” Christian said and tugged my shirt up, his hands rough as he yanked it over my head, my bra hit the floor next.
He cupped my chest, his thumbs rubbed hard, and I gasped, my body arched into it, the heat built fast and wild.
Cosmo’s fingers slipped under my panties and teased slowly, and I moaned loudly, my hips bucking against him.
“See?” Cosmo said and kissed my shoulder, his breath hot as he worked me, his touch firm and slick. “We know what you like.”
“Shut up,” I said and laughed, shaky, my hand grabbed Christian’s neck and pulled him down, his mouth crashed on mine, rough and hungry.
His tongue slid in, and I kissed him back, my nails dug into his skin as Cosmo’s fingers pushed deeper and curled just right, and I broke the kiss with a gasp, my head tipped back.
“Fuck,” I said, my voice wrecked as Christian moved lower, his lips closed over my chest and sucked hard, his hand gripped my hip. Cosmo grinned and leaned in and kissed me deep, his tongue tangled with mine, and I rocked between them, the quilt long gone, my skin burned where they touched.
“More,” I said against Cosmo’s mouth, my hands fumbled with Christian’s shirt and yanked it off, and he laughed low and helped me, his jeans hit the floor next. Cosmo stripped quickly, his hands back on me fast, and I caught my breath as they pressed in, their bodies hard and hot against mine.
“You’re killing us,” Christian said and slid down, his mouth trailed over my stomach, his hands spread my thighs wider. Cosmo kissed my neck, his fingers still worked me, and I grabbed his hair and pulled him closer as Christian’s tongue found me hot and slow and licked where Cosmo teased.
“God,” I said and moaned loudly, my hips bucked hard, and Cosmo laughed into my skin, his hand slid up to my chest and pinched and rolled, the double hit sent me reeling.
Christian groaned against me, his grip tightened, and I felt it build sharp and fast, my breath hitched as they pushed me higher.
“Come on, babe,” Cosmo said and bit my ear softly, his voice rough as he sped up and matched Christian’s pace. “Let go.”
I did hard and loud, my body shook as it hit, a cry tore out, and they held me through it, Cosmo’s fingers relentless, and Christian’s mouth didn’t stop.
I panted, my head spun, and they pulled back slowly.
Christian kissed his way up my stomach, and Cosmo grinned and licked his fingers, their eyes locked on me.
“Damn,” Christian said and flopped beside me, his hand rested on my hip, his chest heaved. “You’re something else.”
“Yeah,” Cosmo said and stretched out on my other side, his arm draped over my waist, his lips brushing my shoulder. “I told you we’re good together.”
I laughed weakly and shaky and pushed up on my elbows, my skin still buzzed, but that twist was back and sharper now. “You’re crazy,” I said and tried to catch my breath, my voice hoarse. “Both of you.”
“Crazy for you,” Cosmo said and hugged me close, his body pressed to mine, Christian’s hand squeezed my hip, and they stayed there, clingy and warm.
I let them, my head rested on Cosmo’s chest, and Christian’s fingers traced lazy circles on my skin, and it was hot and wild, but it didn’t feel right and not like with Damian.
“Sleep here,” Christian said and kissed my temple, his voice soft as he pulled the quilt over us. “We’ve got you.”
“Yeah,” Cosmo said and nuzzled my neck, his breath evened out fast. “Night, Geri.”
“Night,” I said and closed my eyes, their heat wrapped around me, and I drifted, but my mind stayed on Damian with his touch and his quiet and the way he’d made me feel without even trying.
I’d let them before, Cosmo and Christian, and this was good and spicy and fun, but it wasn’t him, and I couldn’t take it back now and not without admitting I’d wanted something else all along.