I wasn’t surprised. “No kidding. Not that I’m complaining. How long do we get to keep you for?”
Fallyn caught her bottom lip between her teeth. “That’s an open-ended question.”
“The return ticket is for the day after New Year’s. I can switch it if you want,” Elliot said.
The way Fallyn puffed out her cheeks and pushed out a noisy breath as they deflated was adorable. “I didn’t bring enough clothes for that.”
“Pft. Who needs clothes?” This felt incredible. The easy banter. Having her here. I had one of thosewe can do anything, even conquer the worldfeelings.
Fallyn scoffed. “Ido. It’s twenty freaking degrees outside.”
As much as I loved the idea of spending a week and a half mostly naked, possibly in bed a lot of the time, she had a point. “I have a washing machine. I even know how to use it.”
“Ican take you shopping,” Elliot said. “New clothes.”
I narrowed my eyes and exaggerated my glare. “Did you really just try to one-up me? With your credit card?”
“Are you really intimidated by three inches of plastic?” Elliot countered, teasing in his voice.
“No.” This was fun. I’d missed fun
Elliot stepped up behind Fallyn and rested his hands on her hips. “I could go shopping and surprise you.”
“You don’t want that.” Watching them together made my blood race. The two people I loved, wrapped around each other… Comfortable together… Smiling and joking…. Fucking sexy.“You let Elliot shop for you and you’ll end up with a closet full of blazers and band T-shirts.”
The way Fallyn scrunched up her face in thought turned her nose into a cute little button. “That doesn’t sound so bad, to be honest.”
“Excellent. Then we need measurements.” Elliot tugged up the bottom of her sweatshirt.
“You’re not holding a measuring tape. Unless it’s hidden in your pocket.” Rather than pull away from Elliot, Fallyn hooked a finger in the waistband of my jeans, and tugged me closer to them.
I tilted her chin up and searched her face. So incredible. So real.. “We’ll use our hands.”
“To measure me?”
Elliot drew his mouth along the back of her neck. “To do an entire evaluation of your body.”
I wanted to worship Fallyn and Elliot. I wanted to have them both, and to watch them both together. “We have so much catching up to do.” Instead of letting Elliot strip Fallyn down in the living room, I scooped her into my arms and carried her into the bedroom. We needed more laying down room for this.
Elliot followed us, and had his hands on Fallyn the instant I set her on her feet.
He and I took our time stripping her out of her clothes, and I couldn’t help but lay kisses along her neck, her chest, her stomach, and nearly everywhere over her entire body. Every few seconds, between relishing having Fallyn back, I had to pause to crush my mouth to Elliot’s. There was a frantic need in the air that wouldn’t be quenched by something so simple, but these kisses, these touches, were the start.
With Fallyn naked between us, Elliot pressed into her back and nipped her ear. “Protection?”
“No.”
I had no idea what I was doing next, but that was music to my ears. I set her on the bed. “We’ll be right with you,” I said.
Elliot and I undressed each other in a flurry of limbs that was more about feeling each other, biting and teasing and stroking each other’s cocks, than it was about taking off our clothes. I was hard and hungry for both of them when he and I finally reached naked.
Did I want to fall to my knees and taste him, or spend hours consuming her?
“Am I participating or just watching?” Fallyn’s question was playful. “Either way is fine with me, but a girl likes to know.”
I knew exactly what I wanted. I turned to her. “You’re not just participating, you’re the main course.”
The flush that flowed over her was alluring. Captivating.