Page 421 of Seasons of Love
“Come here,” I said, pulling him toward us, where he ended up half straddling Griff and me.
When his lips touched mine, it was as if I’d lived my entire life in a beautiful, cozy home that had just been extended to add a new sunroom.
Jake’s lips were soft, but he wasn’t afraid to go for what he wanted, and it seemed he wanted a taste of me. His tongue sought mine, gently licking and massaging as his lips closed over mine.
I heard a moan and opened my eyes to see Griff kissing Jake’s neck until Jake broke our kiss and put his hand on the back of Griff’s neck to take his turn with him.
Watching them kiss wasn’t second to kissing each individually. Not at all. Watching them was better, and I knew the only thing that could ever beat it would be if we could all kiss at the same time.
I also knew we needed to stop before we got too carried away, but my body was in charge now, and it told my brain to fuck off.
I leaned forward and kissed their necks in turn as they kissed each other. My lips were in charge as they moved closer and closer to theirs until we were all kissing.
I thought it would be awkward, but as soon as we found our rhythm, it was the most beautiful and erotic thing I’d done with clothes on in my entire life.
Griff pulled us closer with the desperation of someone who needed more. Jake followed, and I wanted to. Fuck, how I wanted to.
I pulled away, panting, and tried to regain my brainpower. Griff and Jake were both struggling to get hold of themselves too.
For a moment, we sat in silence, our faces only inches apart, breathing hard. I couldn’t speak for them, but I was so hard that if either of them so much as sneezed in my direction, I’d come in my pants.
“That… that was amazing,” Jake said.
Griff let out a contented sigh and leaned against me.
“How am I going to watch a telenovela with a hard-on?” he asked.
“Oh, which one are you watching?” Jake asked with interest.
“The Beauty and the Bitch,” I answered, rolling my eyes.
Jake gasped, and Griff laughed.
And there it was. The moment. Sometimes you had to pick your battles, and this time my victory came with my retreat.
“Well, I guess I should head on to the resort and check in on things. You guys get cozy and watch Melinda and her twin sister-slash-mom.”
“Melissa,” they both said at the same time.
I laughed and got up from the couch, not missing how both of their eyes were trained hungrily on my cock tenting my pants.
“No,” I said, pointing at them. “No messing around until we know Griff is fully recovered.”
“Are we allowed to make out?” Griff asked as I reached the living room door.
I groaned, wondering if sticking my head in the freezer would help me cool down sufficiently to be able to function at work, knowing what I’d be leaving behind.
I took a quick cold shower and got dressed for work. Before I left, I stepped into the living room to say goodbye to my men.
The thought that they were both mine, made me smile, and when they both looked away from the TV to smile back at me, I knew I’d need to go, or I’d never leave the house.
“I’ll be back as soon as I can,” I said, kissing each in turn. “Jake, you’re staying tonight?”
“After that kiss? Hell yeah, I’m staying,” he said.
“You never answered my question,” Griff said.
I kneeled to his level on the couch and ran my hand over his cheek.
