He turned away, released thestopbutton, and we continued our ascent. Reid righted my top before he bent down to help me pull up my bottoms. He pulled my cutoffs back up, replacing the straps, and turned me to face him. He had his hands in my hair and his mouth on me before I could blink.
I didn’t know if it was the recent orgasms that made me bold, but I reached between us to rub against him. He thrust into my hand with a grunt. “You know what they say about playing with fire don’t you, bunny? You better stop before you get burned,” he threatened playfully.
I gave him a sultry grin and flicked my tongue against his lower lip. His eyes flared, and he looked like he was about to pounce. Before he could do anything of the sort, Heath grabbed me and led me to my door.
Stopping, he grabbed my key from me and unlocked my apartment. Then he handed me back my key and took my phone, putting his and Reid’s numbers in my contacts.
Regarding me seriously, he said, “We are completely serious about this, Kate. If you agree to be ours, that’s it, you’re ours. We won’t share you with other guys and we won’t fuck any other women. This is a committed relationship for us, and we’re all in.” He brought his head down like he was going to kiss me again but just brushed his lips across mine ever so lightly. “I will give you a couple of days to think it over, but I won’t wait forever before I come knocking. I want this, Kate. We want this. Say yes.”
He opened my door for me and waited until I got inside to head to his apartment. I was still trying to compute what just happened. This was all so surreal. Being between those two was the best sexual experience I could have ever hoped for. So, what was holding me back? It wasn’t normal, that was one thing.
I didn’t even want to imagine trying to explain to Lindsey what kind of relationship I was in. Jill would lose her fucking mind, but she would be the one to offer to stand in the corner with pom poms and cheer me on.
I headed to the bathroom to wash the beach off me. I contemplated not showering just so I could smell them on me for a little longer. I decided on the less stalkery thing to do and walked under the hot stream. What was I going to do?
I believed they would take this very seriously if I did decide to do this. Was I ready to jump into another serious relationship so fast after my divorce? Wasn’t there some waiting period for this type of thing?
I toweled off and headed to bed. Forgoing my usual PJs, I decided to sleep nude tonight. The fewer things touching my overheated skin, the better.
Whatever I decided, I realized the answer wouldn’t come tonight. I was exhausted from the day and my earlier orgasms. I shut my light off and lay down. I was out when my head hit the pillow.
Chapter Eight
After a week, I still didn’t know what I was going to do. Both Heath and Reid stayed true to their word and gave me time to think. It was odd that I hadn’t run into them at all this last week, but I just figured they were both busy.
I told myself it was a good thing I hadn’t seen them, but now I was starting to miss them. I had even stooped so low as to rush to the door and look out my peephole just to try to catch glimpses of them when I had heard the elevator ding.
The fact that neither of them had knocked on my door had me worried that they’d changed their minds. I tried to make a decision this last week, but I was still reeling over what to do. I was as uncertain now as I had been last week.
So, here I was, lying in bed on a Sunday morning and throwing myself a little pity party. Sighing to myself, I got up and went about my morning ritual of making my bed, dressing, and brushing my teeth. I needed to get away for the day without the boys. I needed room to think, and I couldn’t do that with them living twenty feet away. Deciding I needed to have some mother/daughter time, I called Lindsey. She answered on the second ring.
“Hey, Mom!” Her bright voice came over the line.
“Hey honey, how are you doing? It’s been forever since you last called.” I tried not to sound like I was nagging too much.
“I know, finals have started and I am just so stressed out. I’ve been cramming every night.” She sounded so tired it made my heart squeeze.
“Well, that’s kind of what I was calling for. What do you think about taking a break? We could meet up for lunch and do some shopping?”
“O-M-G yes!! You should call Aunt Jill and see if she wants to come with,” she practically yelled into the phone.
We agreed on what restaurant to meet at and said our goodbyes. I sent a text to Jill, and she immediately sent back her response, saying she couldn’t wait. I needed to put on a little makeup and do my hair. While I was getting ready, my mind wandered back to the boys.
Why was this such a hard decision? The obvious thing to do would be to stop this before it got any further. I had a dreadful, sinking feeling in my gut that I would be left heartbroken when shit hit the fan. And it would hit the fan, wouldn’t it? Relationships like this couldn’t be built to last. God, wouldn’t it be wonderful if they were, though? Being loved and doted on by two men sounded like a dream come true.
I had no examples to go off of. Maybe I could ask Jill in a non-conspicuous way if she knew of anyone in this type of relationship. Maybe she could introduce me.
I giggled at the thought. “Hi, I know you just met me, but could you tell me, in depth, how you carry a healthy relationship with three people being involved? Also, could you tell me if the sex is as mind-blowing as I think it would be?” I said to myself.
Finished with my hair and makeup, I stared at myself in the mirror. I couldn’t figure out what Health and Reid saw when they looked at me. I wasn’t ugly by any means, but I was just kind of plain. If I was up against some of their exes, I was sure I paled in comparison. That same suspicion from last week crept back in. Maybe I was just an easy target.
I shook the thought off. Whatever I decided, I needed to do so without tearing down my fragile self-esteem. I exited the bathroom and made my way to the front door.
After grabbing my keys and purse, I looked through the peephole to see if anyone was out there. I wasn’t avoiding them, per se, but I would rather not see them until I had my answer.
I huffed at myself for being a coward and yanked my door open, then shut it behind me. The coast was clear the whole way to my car. I released a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.
Driving to the restaurant, I contemplated for the hundredth time telling Jill about my situation and decided that was still a terrible idea. The whole town would know in a matter of minutes if I did that. I loved the girl to death, but she had a big mouth.