Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 103620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
I start out past him, but he puts his hand on my chest and stops me. Just like I stopped Christine. I look down at his hand, then back up into his eyes. “Your hand is on me,”
“Mm-hm,” he hums.
“Why is your hand on me?”
“Do you not want my hand on you?” he asks in a kind of seductive way.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” I ask. He doesn’t answer. Just presses into me, backing me up until I bump into the fucking sink again. “Alec? What are you doing?”
I can feel the heat emanating off his naked torso. And I can smell him. He smells like… I dunno. Like fury, and sexuality, and danger, and death, with a splash of Musc Ravageur cologne misted over the top for good measure.
“What’s wrong, Danny boy? Thought you said we have an hour.”
“I—Yeah, but—Are you fucking kidding me right now?” I repeat.
“No. No, I don’t think I am.”
He’s very much upon me. I look over to Christine for some kind of support or… something. But instead, she just takes off her own shirt and circles to stand next to Alec.
“What the fuck are you doing? Are you both stupid? No. That’s rhetorical. You’re fucking stupid. This is not the time.”
“On the contrary. I believe it is exactly the time,” says Alec.
Again, I look at Christine for a little help, assuming that at least she and I can agree that right now is a bad moment to all get naked and shit. Christine responds to my nonverbal plea for logic by taking off her bra. And now she and Alec are both naked from the waist up, standing side by side, Alec looking at me like I’m the crazy one.
What the fucking fuck?
CHAPTER TEN
“Are you both insane?”
It’s a fair question Danny asks. Not just because of what’s happening right now, but because of everything we’ve ever done. Are we all insane? All three of us? Probably. So no sense in getting worried about the details now.
But there’s another reason we need to do this.
“What if it’s the last chance we ever get?” I ask. “To… be together?”
“It won’t be,” Danny says dismissively and, in my opinion, with a shitload of unearned confidence.
“Danny,” Alec starts, “come on, bru. We’ve been luckier than any of us have a right to have been. You just noted as much. And here’s the thing: My brother is dead. My child has been taken and we don’t know where or if we’ll get her back. You’re about to come face to face with the man who did all that; the man who, it would seem, wants to kill Christine, wants to kill you. I could go on and on, but the simple reality is… we’ve been walking between raindrops for a long time, the three of us. I don’t know if it’s realistic to think we can keep on going and not get soaked. So, if we’re going to get wet anyway, might as well do it on our own terms.”
“Is that supposed to be a clever turn of phrase?” Danny asks.
Alec shrugs, smiles, and puts his mouth on Danny’s neck.
“Alec, for fucking real… Christine—”
But I already have my mouth on the other side of his neck. And now we’re both kissing him, gently. Sucking and licking at his skin.
I can tell he hates how much he loves it. I know Danny Fortnight very, very well.
He lets his head drift back as we continue caressing him with our mouths. I press into him. Into his strong, familiar chest, with my soft breasts and suddenly hard nipples. Alec is reaching down to unfasten the top button of Danny’s pants so he can work his hand down and take hold of his cock.
“You’re a couple of fucking assholes,” Danny mutters without much fire.
And then…
Danny cups his hand between my legs, and I feel the warmth of his palm through my jeans, pressed against my pulsing pussy. He pulls me closer to him so that I’m forced to lift my mouth from his neck and look him in the eyes. I feel the fingertips of Alec’s free hand slide between my legs from behind, cupping my ass and making contact with Danny’s fingers as he holds me from the front, these two men who I love very differently but in equal measure holding me in the place I feel safest: between them.
Alec’s now pressing into me from the back as Danny continues gripping me from the other side. All the while, Alec keeps his other fist wrapped around Danny’s now rock-hard cock, pulling it above his waistband so that the tip of it touches my naked belly.
Alec’s head remains leaned around mine as he keeps sucking at Danny’s neck, but Danny and I never break eye contact, my shallow, expectant breathing causing my naked breasts to heave against his chest.