Kai puts some emotion in his kiss, and so am I, and that gets me.
I slide my hand down while kissing him and slink my fingers inside his towel before flicking it open.
Alejandro adjusts his rhythm to accommodate us when Kai’s hand comes to my neck.
He cuffs it and deepens the kiss.
And Alejandro comes to a stop.
I break the kiss and look at him with foggy eyes before touching his lips with my fingers.
“I want both of you. The way we did it with Francisco,” I say just as the door opens and closes and the man I just talked about leaves my hotel room.
“Works for me, baby,” Alejandro says.
He sets me down and looks at Kai.
Cupping his groin, Kai nods in approval.
“Not yet,” I say, gripping Alejandro’s wrist.
He shifts to me, and I push to my toes to reach his lips.
Having one hand splayed over Alejandro’s neck, and my fingers fanned over Kai’s chest, I kiss the first man before turning to the second one.
And we do it again, my back turned to the world outside, their athletic bodies in front of me.
It’s like saying goodbye to the time we’ve spent here together.
Celebrating these past few days with soft sensual kisses and strokes meant to relax our bodies.
There is something so sexy in kissing two men who’ve made peace with the idea of briefly sharing me.
Alejandro puts some emotion into his kiss while my hands move up and down their hard lengths.
I think we all feel something is going on.
And it’s conducive to some pretty unforgettable moments. They don’t share me. We share a moment. And yes, we pretend that it’s sex.
Isn’t sex the common denominator? The pretext?
Our trivial excuse for experiencing this?
Pain, pleasure, and a fleeting opportunity. Time is ticking, reminding us that we can’t make promises.
Things change when that happens.
You become more focused and in tune with who you are.
You know what you want and what you’re willing to sacrifice.
You make amends, are open to compromise, become selfless, generous, and less consumed with what you deserve while being more inclined to give instead of taking from others.
I love these men right now, and they love me back, and I dare them to convince me this isn’t love.
We can’t be together, but we can keep this story alive for a few more moments.
“Come,” Kai says, taking my hand.