Usually they left after the sex was over, though they werejust taking a break right now.He didn’t think tonight would go the way ittypically went.He would try to get her to stay with them.
And in the morning he would figure out what her name was.Hewould start with her friend.Bobby Farley.Social media made things so easy.
“I like lust at first sight as a trope,” she said with agrin that threatened to stop his heart.She was so fucking sexy lying therebetween them, her nipples hard and mouth soft.
“Huh?What is a trope?”Keane turned on his side, his handgoing to her breast.“This sounds like smart-girl stuff.”
She chuckled lightly.“I don’t know about that.”
Garrett liked to think of himself as a smart boy, and hedidn’t mind showing it off.He liked to understand the women in their life.“Ibelieve our Red is a fan of romance novels.A trope is something that happensso regularly in novels it becomes a part of the genre.Like instalust orinstalove.”
She turned his way, brows going up.“That is an excellentdefinition.And yes, I am a big-time reader, hence my weird academy fantasies.But I do think lust at first sight is far more common than the other.”
So she loved romance novels but wasn’t big on romance.Likely because she didn’t trust it.Someone had done a number on her, but hecould handle it.He would figure out what her problem was and teach her thatshe could trust them.Count on them.Rely on them.
Love them.
“I do think love requires more time,” he agreed, though notentirely.He wouldn’t say he loved her.He would say she was the first womanhe’d met in a long time who he felt strongly that he could love.That theycould love.
Keane wasn’t big on the word love, but it was okay.He couldsay it enough for both of them.It was one of the ways they worked as partners.Keane struggled to trust, and Garrett went all in way too fast.Balance.
Damn, he was the golden retriever.
He knew too much about romance novels.He leaned over andtook one of those gorgeous nipples in his mouth, sucking on it and loving howher body reacted.He pulled back.“But lust can absolutely be instant.”
Keane’s hand cupped her other breast.“Instant but lastingall night long.”
Red’s head fell back and she groaned.“I swear you two aregoing to kill me.”
“That is not in my plans,” Garrett told her.
Red’s breasts were full and luscious.He leaned back over asKeane did the same.They both took her nipples in their mouth and sucked untilshe was breathless and her legs moved restlessly.
“I have to confess,” she began, “I like the symmetry ofhaving two men.This is my first threesome.”
“Oh, there’s a lot to like about ménage, sweetheart,” Keanesaid in a low drawl and he kissed her.“One of us is always ready.And fourhands on your body is much more fun than two.”
Keane focused all his attention on her.
Garrett watched, enjoying how their mouths fused together.Keane actually wasn’t big on kissing.He loved the dirty stuff, adored the kinkand discipline, but he shied away from the tender stuff.So it was nice to seethe different side Red brought out in his best friend.
She softened around him, wrapping her arms around his neckand running her fingers through his hair.All of the awkwardness was gone now,lost in the pure comfort of their bodies fitting together.
Garrett reached for a condom.It was his turn.After thescene in the living area, they had moved to the bedroom where they changedpositions and Garrett got a taste of that gorgeous woman’s pussy.It was stillon his tongue.Keane had enjoyed her mouth, and she’d screamed all over again.
He hoped the people in the room next door were heavysleepers because he wanted to make her scream all night long.
He stroked his cock while Keane kissed her.He opened thecondom and rolled it on before sliding his hand between her legs.That pussywas wet and hot and ready for a cock.
They were so hot together.And it wasn’t merely Red.For thefirst time he really looked at Keane, and his friend was all hard, masculinelines and it did something for him.He wasn’t attracted to men normally, butthis was different.This was partnership, and it suddenly didn’t seem so faraway as it had previously.
He realized that if Red asked him to kiss Keane right now,he would.And he would very likely enjoy it.
They’d given her two orgasms already.It was time for more.
While Keane kissed her passionately, Garrett let his handrun down her body.First he gave that nipple a twist.He wanted to clamp thosegorgeous tits like jewels that were made just for them.
She whimpered even while she kissed Keane.Her body movedrestlessly, like it already knew exactly what it wanted and they were movingtoo slow.He didn’t care.He wanted to torture her in the sweetest way.Theyonly had one night, and if he didn’t get to spend it tying her up and playingwith her, he would at least take his sweet time.That meant giving her nipple anip after the twist and then little bites all the way down.Nothing that wouldhurt her or even leave a mark.He wouldn’t do that without clearly establishedboundaries.He didn’t know how much pain she liked or if she wanted to bemarked.