Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 57804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Carson stretched an arm out across the back of the couch behind my head.
“I hope we’re more fun than those flashy producers you usually work with,” he commented.
I nearly laughed. He had no idea how much better they were compared to the producers I had dealt with during my music career.
“Much more fun,” I said.
“How so?” Jesse asked, lifting his eyebrow at me in a flirty manner.
I smiled in a bashful manner as I shrugged.
“Well, you actually care about music. Not just the money and fame. You let me have a say in the music process,” I told them, feeling my confidence etch up more and more as they continued to gaze at me while sitting so close. “And you’re all far hotter than anyone I’ve ever worked with before.”
Carson’s fingers brushed through my hair in a subtle manner as he leaned closer.
“Don’t be shy, babe. Tell us how we’re better,” he said as his lips lingered a few inches from my ear.
“Yeah, I guess he’s not the only one with an ego,” Jesse commented with a smirk.
An amused smile crossed my face as they moved closer to me, making my body tense in anticipation. I could already sense the direction that this was going in. It would be smart to pump the brakes and think about what I was doing, but I remembered Emery’s words.
Lean into it. Enjoy it. See where it goes.
I wanted them, and they seemed perfectly fine sharing me right now. I hadn’t ever been faced with the opportunity to be with two incredibly hot men at once, and I would never forgive myself if I denied myself this opportunity.
“I’ve never felt turned on in a studio before,” I said. “That’s where you guys certainly have an edge.”
Jesse’s hand rested on my knee, and I wished that it would move higher.
“It is one of our last nights in here. We should make it as memorable as possible,” he pointed out as his thumb slowly rubbed circles against my inner knee through my jeans.
Carson brought his lips even closer to my ear.
“We’re going to make it to where you’ll always think of this night the second you step foot in any studio,” he promised me.
Jesse took my chin in his hold and directed my eyes to his.
“Would you like that?” he asked.
Heat flushed through my face as my eyes widened slightly. They controlled the pace, and I gladly followed along.
“Yes,” I said with an eager tone.
Jesse smiled a little before pressing a soft kiss against my lips. It was a lingering touch, one that made my lips tingle. When he pulled back, a faint whine sounded from the back of my throat. With an amused look on his face, he turned my head the other way so that Carson could surge forward and kiss me.
I gasped out of need and surprise, feeling Carson’s fingers push into my hair to lightly grip the strands. I fisted his white t-shirt, tugging him closer as a hot, red haze filled my head and vision.
Jesse moved his hand up my thigh as he leaned close, his lips grazing the side of my neck to make me shudder in bliss.
Carson brushed his tongue against mine, enjoying my taste with a light groan.
“I could kiss you all night, but there are too many other things that I want to do to you too,” he murmured before kissing the other side of my neck.
I drew in a deep breath through my nose as I tilted my head back, giving them the space to do what they wanted to me. Every touch made my skin heat up, goosebumps erupting all over me. I reveled in every sensation, my hands gradually gliding up their thighs.
“This isn’t the kind of work I expected to be doing tonight in the studio,” I said.
Jesse chuckled as his fingertips teased the skin just beneath my Amos and the Collectibles merch shirt that I paraded around in to make the guys smile.
“Still working hard,” he pointed out before they both grabbed a side of my shirt and pulled it off my body. He tossed the material to the side, while Carson made quick work of undoing my bra clasp.
“You are so fucking sexy. You know that?” Carson told me as he brushed his fingers down my torso, admiring my breasts and figure.
“You make me feel that way,” I replied, surprised by my own words. It was true, though. I hadn’t ever felt so beautiful before, and it was because of them and their genuine compliments and praise that I even felt like that to begin with.
“Good,” Jesse said before teasingly dragging his teeth along my earlobe.
“Oh… fuck…” I breathed out as my eyes fell shut. All I could do was lean back against the couch cushion and take everything in. Carson’s lips on one breast. Jesse’s hand on the other, rolling my nipple between his fingertips.