“In that case, I might have to find another dining partner for lunch.”
I laughed, getting up. “Go for it. See you back at the house, OK?”
She winked before glancing over at the guy, who was eyeballing her just as hard as she was him. I got a to-go box for my salad, bagged it up, and was soon on my way.
Downtown Charmed Bay was abuzz with daytime activity, people coming in and out of the various stores, zipping around on scooters, cars coming and going. The sun was shining, and the air was perfect, with a tinge of salt to never let you forget that the beach was nearby and just enough crispness to remind you that it wasn’t summer even though the sun was shining brightly
My mind went back to the conversation with Clarissa, how she wanted me to get out there and have some fun with other guys.
But I wasn’t into other guys. In fact, whenever I let my thoughts drift to that subject, the same three people always appeared – the Wolf brothers.
And not just one of them, all of them. The three of them had been my dirtiest little secret fantasy ever since I was in high school. But I’d always known there was no way it could actually happen. After all, they were brothers.
Not my brothers, not technically. Still, even as a teen I knew it was wrong to think about.
However, I reminded myself that there was nothing wrong with a little taboo fantasy. What warm-blooded woman didn’t fantasize about more than one man at one time? The fact that they were brothers just made it even hotter for me, even though I knew it could never happen for real.
The image of all four of us together appeared in my mind, a tightness forming between my legs as I walked home. I imagined all of them, their glorious, powerful bodies on display as they worked to please me, making me come over and over, their big hands moving all over my curves and breasts and everywhere else…
A horn honked, pulling me back into the moment. I was standing in the middle of Shay Street; a car stopped a few feet from where I stood. The extremely annoyed guy behind the wheel honked again, sticking his arm out of the window and waving to move me along. I raised my palm and mouthed “sorry!” as I hurried off the street.
My heart was racing, but as soon as the danger had passed, I was thinking about them again. Sure, there’d be guys at the bar tonight to choose from. Probably lots of hot, smart men who most girls would do anything to get a chance with.
However, there were only three I wanted – the same three who’d been haunting my dreams for as long as I could remember.