Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 49005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
I start to say something—I’m not sure what—but Nick hurries to add, “I’m joking, I’m joking. Of course, we don’t love it that you’re going out with the Winters, but if things are going to work out between us, we want you to make an informed decision. We want to know that you’re choosing to be with us because we’re right for you, if that’s what you decide.”
“I appreciate you not pushing to make things exclusive right away. This has all been such a whirlwind, and I’m trying to figure things out, but I do know that I like you both very much.”
Nick scoots closer and takes my face in his hand, his eyes fixed on mine. I tilt my head as he moves in, welcoming him, and then his lips press to mine. He kisses me in a way that confirms everything he’s just said. It’s a declaration of his feelings, tender but determined.
Butterflies flutter inside me as the kiss grows deeper. His tongue finds mine, then moments later, his teeth briefly tug at my bottom lip, and the butterflies morph into a growling tiger.
This kiss is something new, and I like it. A lot.
The way his hands are moving is new, too. They frame my waist, then slide up my sides and around to my back, skimming over the band of my bra through my shirt. He’s exploring, so I take the opportunity to do the same, stroking over his solid upper arms, to his shoulders, then moving my hands around to his broad back as he brings me closer.
He kisses a spot next to my ear, then nibbles at my earlobe, and I melt against his soft, fuzzy sweater.
Meanwhile, a second set of hands caress my hips, and the heat of a second body warms my skin. From behind me, Rudy lifts my hair and presses his lips to the back of my neck, and I start to sway between the men as they work together to get to know my body.
“You’re gorgeous, Holly,” Nick murmurs as he kisses my neck, my collarbone, my shoulder.
When I arch my back in response to another kiss from Rudy, Nick slides his hands up and over my chest. His thumbs stroke once over the fullness of my breasts and glide over my nipples, but he doesn’t linger.
Rudy’s hands slide under the bottom of my shirt and touch the bare skin at my waist, but they don’t go further.
Then, just as smoothly as they descended on me, they pull away. I’m wondering if I did something wrong when Nick shifts on the couch and adjusts his pants.
“It would be so easy to get carried away with you.” He leans in to give me another kiss, much more chaste than those that came before it.
I turn to look at Rudy, who smiles at me even though he looks a bit tortured.
“Would it be so bad … to get carried away?” I ask them.
Rudy wraps his arms around me and pulls me against him so that my head is resting on his chest. He rubs my arm as he talks in a low tone. “It would be the easy thing, but it may not be the best thing. Being with someone means a lot to us, and we don’t want to rush it. We don’t want to give you the idea that we’re just here for your body.”
The animal part of my brain is silently screaming, Take my body!
“If we build our relationship before we get physical, things between us will be that much stronger, and that much more pleasurable.” Nick takes my hand in his and runs the tip of a finger up the inside of my wrist, giving me a little preview of the pleasure he speaks of.
I’m frustrated, but I’m also very touched. They clearly put a lot of value on sex and intimacy, and they want our relationship to grow from a strong foundation. If I wasn’t so turned on at the moment, I’d have to admit that their view aligns closely with mine.
There’s definitely a place and time for casual encounters, but when sex is really good, it’s about much more than just physical satisfaction.
So now I have even more respect for these two men, but I’m also excited to have seen a preview of their naughty side. The way they worked together, touching me and kissing me, making me feel so much—even over my clothing—gives me all sorts of ideas about how amazing things could be with the three of us.
Chapter 15
My sleep is restless that night, and I wake up feeling like my head is filled with clouds. I’m excited about going out with Felix and Jasper, while I’m also missing Nick and Rudy. It’s not logical.
I try my best to put each set of brothers in a separate compartment in my brain, but while I’m remembering how it felt to snuggle with the Frosts at the concert last night, I speculate about what kind of skaters the Winters will be. While I’m reliving the kisses I shared with the Winters on my front porch, I think about how comfortable it felt to be at the Frosts’ home.