“That’s because we were plotting,” Ty explained. “We had to plan all of tonight out because I might have screwed up last night.”
“We all did,” Michael insisted. “I should have waited for Ty. Ty shouldn’t have acted like a jealous ass, and Lucy shouldn’t have walked away so quickly. That was yesterday. Today we’re not making the same mistakes. Lucy, I’m going to tell you a secret about men that big lingerie doesn’t want you to know. We don’t care what you’re wearing before we get you naked. The minute we see skin our brain goes on the fritz and nothing else matters. So let Ty take off your shirt.”
She could argue but why? They wanted to see her naked and she wanted to be naked with them. She liked her body. It was curvy and round. Hours of waiting tables had toned her legs, and the rest of her was all right. She wasn’t as perfect as Ty or Michael, but she wasn’t ashamed of her body. She’d spent some time at the naturist community, and body shame had no place there. She lifted her arms and let Ty drag the T-shirt over her head. She expected him to undo her bra, but he moved around in front of her and there he was, the boy she’d loved as a girl, the man she’d thought she would never have, the one who was like a star in the sky—gorgeous and shining and unobtainable to a mere mortal.
She looked up at him, not moving when he came into her space. It felt right to be here with Ty, but she still was scared. How could she ever live without him? The years he’d been gone had felt empty, and she hadn’t been able to fill them with work or friends or other men.
But she wanted Michael, too. It was perverse. Everything she wanted was standing right in front of her and she had the feeling it wouldn’t be enough, wouldn’t be complete without Michael. It felt like their stumbling and fumbling had been because the time wasn’t right. Because Michael hadn’t been with them.
“I forgot about the bossy guy’s first order.” Ty’s eyes gleamed in the low light. “I was supposed to kiss you. For real this time.”
“I think it was real the first time. We just didn’t know it.” That first kiss all those years ago with Ty had damn near killed her. It had been everything to her and she’d stood there, breathless with longing, and Ty had looked around before telling her it was okay, the guy was gone. She’d been crushed.
His expression went serious. “Forever this time.”
And just like that the crushed girl she’d been was smiling again, was vindicated because she’d always known he was the one. She hadn’t known there would be more than one. “Are you sure?”
He stared down at her and smoothed back her hair like she was something precious. “This is the only thing I’ve ever been sure of in my life. I know it’s weird, but this time it’s right. Being here…it’s right, Luce. It’s everything we need.”
Michael. He was talking about Michael. He knew they needed him, too. He was going to kiss her and present her to Michael, and they would start something important. Tonight. “This is everything I need.”
She went up on her toes, offering him her lips.
Ty swooped in and covered her mouth with his own, his fingers finding her hair and using it to move her to his liking. His free hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her close as he kissed her. Softly at first, and then with growing hunger that fed her own. His tongue surged in, finding hers and stroking even as he settled her firmly against him, letting her feel the erection against her belly, a promise of what was to come.
“You want me,” she managed to whisper between kisses.
“Tell her what you want to do to her,” Michael commanded.
“I’d rather show her.” Ty’s voice had gone deeper than usual, and his hand twisted slightly in her hair, bringing her up on her toes. The tiny bite of pain sent a shock of arousal through her system.
“She needs to hear the words,” Michael insisted. “Let me give you an example. I would like to eat your pussy, Lucy. I’m going to have Ty get behind you and hold your legs open with his own. He’ll spread you wide and I’ll crawl in between them. I’ll breathe you in, and the smell of all that cream is going to make my dick so hard I’ll think I could die, but it won’t stop me. Nothing will stop me from getting a taste of you. Nothing will stop me from parting your pussy and shoving my tongue inside, getting my whole face wet with your juice, baby.”