JJ
Millie was asleep before Benny finished locking the house down.
By the time both men came upstairs, I had changed into one of Nixx’s shirts and nothing else. Nixx noticed immediately. Benny’s grin said he had too.
I shut the bedroom door behind them and turned the lock.
“That seems promising,” Benny said.
“Come here.”
Neither argued.
Nixx reached me first, but I caught Benny’s shirt and pulled him in too. The kiss became three mouths and wandering hands, heat instead of hurry. Nixx’s tongue in my mouth. Benny’s teeth on my jaw. Someone’s hand already under the shirt, palm rough on my bare ass.
I kept thinking about the clubhouse. Nixx holding out his hand. Benny hesitating before taking mine. Millie looking up, seeing the three of us together, then going right back to coloring.
