I put on a large tee shirt and found something to watch on television. I was so caught up in my own head, I barely noticed when I settled for Keeping Up with the Joneses on HBO. Jon Hamm was very pretty but it was nothing compared to Levi and Tate.
It seemed corny, but they were like day and night. It was easy to tell that Tate kind of held stuff together and was the reassuring part of the pair. Levi was the natural, a go with the flow kind of guy. They were both what I wanted to be. Maybe what I used to be at some point. But they brought something out of me that I didn’t know was even still there.
I tried to enjoy the movie, but I just kept feeling so guilty. Not only was I mourning my grandmother, but I was wishing I had paid more attention to her. Spent more time with her. I should have known what condition her house was in. I should have known she wasn’t comfortable. All her furniture was covered up other than her bed. That couldn’t have been good.
She was all I had left, and I hadn’t even taken care of her. She took care of me most of my life and I just let her down. I couldn’t get over it. I didn’t think I ever could, how would I? I decided to start with getting her home fixed. Even though she wasn’t there to live in it anymore, it was a piece of her I could still hold on to.
It was the only thing I had.
I spent the rest of the movie satisfied with that plan. And then it ended, and I tried to get to sleep. It was barely ten pm, but I was so tired. My eyes just wouldn’t stay open. My mind was graced with fleeting images of Levi and Tate. In compromising positions, with me there. I had never fantasized about two men before. Not at the same time. But those two…
I imagined how Tate would touch me; slowly, softly. Levi would be rough, ruthless. I kept picturing it and my hand went between my legs. I closed my eyes and rubbed my clit and went back to picturing myself on the bed, between them, as their hands explored my body. Levi palmed my breasts and Tate sucked my nipple. Then Levi’s lips were all over my neck, my shoulders, my collarbone. Then it was their hands on me. Levi’s thick fingers inside of me, two at a time, and Tate rubbing my clit. Slow but hard. I felt it in my core. My entire body was on fire.
Levi turned my head to kiss him. His tongue was rough, relentless. It fought me like I did something wrong, but he was glad that I did. And then I was pulled to Tate and his lips coaxed over mine so softly I barely felt them. Just a buzzing of desire. And then it was more. His tongue, and then he sucked on my lips. I could barely breathe but I wanted more. I needed more. I was so close to the edge from their hands. I imagined their cocks pressing me, Levi on the back of my thigh and Tate on my navel. I imagined how they would fill me.
I was turned to Levi again and the taste of both of them on my lips made me dizzy. Levi fucked me harder with his fingers. Tate rubbed me faster. And then I was coming so hard I felt it in my bones. I groaned. Moaned. Grabbed for both of them and trembled through my orgasm.
I opened my eyes and stared blankly at my hotel room.
“I’m so fucked.”
8
Adley
Complimentary breakfast was a gift from God. I showered and put on some jeans and a tee shirt before I headed down there around eight. It was early but I…um, had gone to sleep easily.
After a good plate of eggs and sausage, I headed back to my room and aimlessly surfed my laptop. I checked emails that didn’t really mean anything. Pretended to shop online for a little while, too. My phone rang with an unknown number, but I answered it anyway. There were a lot of new people calling me the past few days.
“Hello?” I answered cautiously.
“Hey, hun. It’s Levi.”
“Do you call all your clients that?” I spoke before I thought.
I shifted on the bed, nervously resting against the headboard.
“Nope. I don’t ask them what they’re wearing either, but I get a feeling I should ask you that.” He chuckled, and I imagined his sexy grin.
I managed an uneasy laugh. “What’s…um, what’s up?” I cleared my throat. Goodness. Why was I so nervous? Maybe because I fantasized about them last night.
“Nothing. Just wanted to let you know we got started this morning.”
“This morning? It’s only twelve. And I didn’t even give you a key…” I realized mostly to myself.
“That door had to come down anyway. We started at five in the morning, so I doubt you wanted to be woken up.”
“Oh. Um. Yeah, probably not. Is everything okay?”
“Yeah. We got our guy in to look at the electrical and the whole place has to be rewired. The plumbing line needs to be replaced, too. It sounds bad but it really isn’t. Oh, there was some mold but it was just a bit in the basement, not a big deal.”
“Wow. Okay. It does sound bad…” I sighed.
“I promise it’s fine. Tate and I have everything under control. We’ll update you if anything changes,” Levi said. I heard the smile in his voice.
“Okay. Do you need anything from me? Uh, for the house I mean.” I blushed.
“All good, hun. Talk with you later.”