“You’re serious?”
“She wants it. She wants this. I know it. We just have to give her time. Let her come to us when she’s ready.”
“And if she doesn’t? What if f she only wants one of us? What if she’s so freaked out by the two of us she can’t deal with it?” Jack waited for an answer. “What if she decides the baby thing was just to throw us off?”
“We share everything. We’ve always said we would never let a woman come between us. We’ve seen it too many times. We aren’t going to be those friends who lose everything because a woman dictates what happens between friends. We share her, or we both walk away.”
Jack nodded. “I don’t want to walk away from her either. I don’t think I can.”
Sawyer touched the bottle to his lips. “Then we get the girl.”
Jack smiled. “Then we get the girl,” he echoed.
“And give her the baby wants?”
Jack laughed. “I have no problem fucking her until she’s pregnant. Do you?”
Sawyer shook his head. “I’d do it tonight, if she wanted it.”
“Fuck. I feel the same way.”
“Then we let her know that we meant what we said when we told her she could have everything she wanted. And if it takes time to get her used to the idea of both of us, that’s ok.”
“It is. Because we’ve found our girl.”
Sawyer smiled. “We have. She’s our girl.”
Nine
Lily
She stared at the ceiling as if there was any way to sleep after what had happened tonight in Sawyer’s office.
They had both touched her. Not a handshake. Not a pat on the back. But intimate touches. Dark touches that made her dizzy and drunk. Kisses and lingering grazes under her clothes. Between her legs. Oh God. She come with Sawyer’s fingers thrusting inside her. With Jack’s mouth on her lips.
She turned on her side, tucking her pillow with her. Her heartbeat sped up thinking about the two men. The two gods of sexual personification. She couldn’t help it, she thrashed back to the center of the bed.
She sat forward on the bed. How serious could they have been about their offer? Were they still playing the role of wild groomsmen? She folded her hands over her knees. The wedding had been days ago. Surely, they weren’t in wedding mode anymore. They could have slept with the bridesmaids in their ugly yellow dresses for all she knew.
Did Jack mean they wanted her for the night? For tomorrow? At work? Was he joking about the entire incident? She didn’t how to read him or Sawyer. Jack wasn’t nearly as mysterious, but it didn’t make him transparent either.
She ran her hand over her breast. Her nipple was still sore from where he had twisted it with such ownership. Her other hand ran between her legs. Sawyer had touched her like she was his. And she had opened to him, letting him feel how needy and wet she was. But he didn’t laugh. He didn’t think she was weak. He loved it. He stroked her, until she came on his expensive executive upholstery.
She let herself sink back into the covers, her hands rubbing and massaging her body. She pretended Sawyer was pushing his fingers inside her. She wanted his hands there, while Jack teased her tits.
“Oh shit,” she whispered. This was one more thing she’d never done. She’d never touched herself to the point of orgasm.
But she could see them. Their gorgeous smiles. Their smoldering stares. And if she pretended enough, she could feel their fingers
taking over her body. Her back arched mercilessly as she plunged two fingers inside her entrance, tracing a circle over her clit and then back inside. Her hips rocked until the orgasm wracked her. She twitched and panted, sliding her hands away from her body.
Why in the hell did she tell them she wanted a baby? It had slipped out of her mouth before she could take it back. It was true and honest. She didn’t have family. Uncle Gino was the devil. She wanted someone of her own to love and snuggle. A little baby to raise inside a warm happy home.
For one insane second she looked at Sawyer and Jack and thought they could give her that dream. They had more than enough money to provide for one baby. And if they wanted sex, why not get something she always wanted? They could get her pregnant. She had no doubt they were the two more virile men on the planet. There cocks were practically baby-making wands.
She moaned. How was she supposed to sleep now?
Tomorrow she would have to go to work. She would have to face Sawyer and Jack, but as she started to fall asleep she started to look forward to it. She needed more of them. Even if she didn’t know exactly what that was.