To guide me through the storm.
Do you know?
Oh, do you know?
Do you know?
Now I can let you…go.
The last notes fade away, and I sit there, stunned. They’ve just brought my lyrics to life in the most beautiful way imaginable.
“What d’ya think?” Tanner asks. “I mean, I know it needs some work, but—”
“It’s fucking amazing,” I break across him, shaking my head in wonder.
“Really?” Noah asks uncertainly, rising from the piano and coming to stand in front of me.
“Really,” I nod. I can see hesitation written across his face, so I stand and hug him impulsively. “You’re incredibly talented, Noah. That arrangement was…everything.”
He lifts a hand to my face, smoothing his fingers across my injured cheek in a featherlight touch, and goosebumps break out across my body.
“No, you’re everything, Maggie. Eres todo, mi amor,” he murmurs.
In the next instant, his mouth is on mine, and oh, sweet, heavenly lord, this man can kiss. Tender and teasing, his lips part mine so his tongue can steal inside. I forget where I am, caught up in Noah’s woodsy scent as his tongue tangles with mine. He eases me close until my taut nipples brush his chest while his erection snuggles my pussy. I can feel myself getting wet, my core clenching with need.
And then other hands are touching me, lifting the hair from the nape of my neck and feathering kisses across my sensitive skin. I break the kiss with Noah, glancing back to see Tanner behind me. He smiles at me, and my heart flips over. Then Noah is gone, and Theo takes his place. He claims my mouth in a kiss that’s rough and demanding, our tongues dancing to silent music.
I lift my arms behind me to circle Tanner’s neck, and his hands drop to my hips, pulling me back against his hardness. My whole body is burning from the inside out, at the mercy of desires I never dreamed possible.
A hand grabs mine, and a mouth feathers kisses across my knuckles. I break the kiss with Theo to see Noah nipping at my palm and nibbling on my fingertips. I never knew how erotic it could be to have a man make a meal of me in this way.
“Are you sure? That you all want me, I mean?” I ask, trying to catch my breath.
Theo and Noah nod, and Tanner growls what I assume is a ‘yes’ against my neck.
I try to wrap my head around this situation. They all want me, these gorgeous, breathtakingly talented men. My eyes roam over each of them. They’re all perfect for me, all wonderfully different.
Theo is funny and passionate. Noah, who’s quiet yet deep. And Tanner, seductive and elusive.
“You get to share us, too, if that’s what you want,” Tanner says, his ocean-blue eyes intent on my face.
I nod. “I want.”
I’m not sure which of the men move first, but suddenly I find myself swept out of the room and up the stairs. Theo and Noah’s hands are resting just above my ass as Tanner leads the way. Just like always.
The bedroom they lead me to is large, and I know immediately that it’s Tanner’s. It smells like him, musky and manly. A gigantic bed sits in the middle of the room—plenty of room for four bodies.
“We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for,” Tanner says, moving to stand in front of me.
“Kiss me,” I say, needing his lips on mine after tasting Noah and Theo downstairs.
He doesn’t hesitate, sealing his mouth to mine. Hungry, passionate, desperate. His hands move to my waist, sliding my leggings down my thighs.
My stomach flutters, along with my heart. This is the point of no return. And I’m ready.