They tried to be different from one another in many ways.
Sam dressed brighter in school colors, and Ryan wore darker tones, but it was still plenty obvious they were twins. And when they were bare-chested in just swimming trunks, although I could tell them apart, the differences between them were minor.
“Coy,” Ryan stated.
“Coy,” Sam agreed with a nod.
So, it wasn’t my imagination.
Seeing them shirtless so often, because it was perfectly acceptable for men to prance around without one and fill me with so many thoughts about stroking their chests—both of them, at the same time—while the three of us formed a Grace-sandwich. Me in between the two of them.
“What’s been the hold up then?” Sam said.
“We’re adults now. Graduates. College kids,” Ryan added. “Why should we keep running from what we want? Our age and school aren’t reasons to deny ourselves anymore.”
This was hardly the first time we’d been alone together, but this had all turned very different.
I had never voiced my excuses for keeping them at bay because, as far as I knew, they didn’t feel the same way.
Surely they didn’t. Now, it was as if they had read my mind and blew all my silly little excuses to keep each other at arm’s reach out of the water as they inched closer to me.
If these two guys wanted me—and it seemed very much as if they both did right then—I wasn’t going to hold them off and maintain my purity.
No way. Not when this was a little celebration party for three.
I could blame the beer for lowering my inhibitions, although it wasn’t the beer’s fault.
Temptation rose, and the twins drifted closer.
“We have the house to ourselves tonight, you know.” Sam looked at the rest of the house, admiring its silence.
“And Sam here upgraded to a brand-new, fancy bed recently.”
I gulped at the sound of the words out in the open.
“It really is nice having plenty of room to spread out now.”
They were on the same page, at least.
And inviting me to a threesome.
I wasn’t sure I believed my ears. Oh my fucking lord, I’d never so much as had a twosome.
Desire burned in their eyes, and I didn’t imagine the heat coming from them like a blazing furnace. They each stood so close to me I expected the pool water to boil around them and steam to rise from its surface.
Yet, I could still say no.
It would be okay.
They’d accept that and behave as gentlemen.
Even as they laid out their intentions before me, neither of them touched me.
They had gotten so close.
So temptingly close I could feel the heat from the surface of their skin.
If I told them no, or I wasn’t interested, or if I gave them any reason at all to express that I didn’t want to go through with all this? They would have backed off. They would have given me my space, and they definitely wouldn’t have pushed it any further.
But I wasn’t showing any signs of protest.
I wanted their touch, for them to show me what I’d been missing, to show me what it felt like to be a real woman in the arms of handsome men. And this one night might be the only chance I ever got. It might be a one-night stand with a couple of horny blokes who wanted to celebrate.
But why shouldn’t I jump at it?
I wanted it just as much as they did.
Hell, I probably wanted it more than they did.
And just as I was about to agree to everything, fear flooded my brain and I jumped to my feet.
“Look, um, I think, uh,” I said, trying to think of some excuse to add onto Kelly’s.
She had a younger sister to draw on, but me? I was an only child, no sudden home crisis could have happened to propel me home. My mother was conveniently out for the night, celebrating this years’ graduation in her own way. I didn’t even have any pets I could claim were in danger of spontaneous combustion and I had to take care of, either.
So, I tried to make a run for it.
Only to be stopped by Sam’s powerful arms lifting me off my feet.
He didn’t know I was about to run from him right then when lips met mine, taking my breath away.
His kiss came sudden, yet contained all the passion years of waiting brought with it.
When it broke, I looked at him utterly surprised, only for his brother to claim my lips as an outlet for his pent up lust as well.
Both of their arms went around me, their grip sliding down my body and igniting my flesh.
Sam scooped me up, his fingers digging into the firmness of my ass as he swept me off my feet and rushed me up the stairs.
“Do you wanna see what I got?”
Oh, boy, do I.