Naughty New Year

Maybe he’s as excited to find another single person as I am, which is what I’m hoping for.

Finally, we arrive at his room, and he stumbles with his keys before the door flings open, a gorgeous blond man answering with a bottle of beer in his hand.

“Hi,” I hear myself say, looking up at the man, who is so handsome I’m questioning if I’ve seen him on billboards or magazines.

“What’s up?” he casually answers, stepping aside to make room.

Without so much as an introduction, I walk right into the cabin, which is much larger than the one Beth booked for us to share. Adam steps in front of me to lead the way toward a small living area, while the blond mystery man closes the door and then joins us on the sofas.

“I thought you were traveling alone,” I mention, settling onto the sofa across from Adam.

His blond friend has wandered into another area I can’t see, and my stomach sinks because he won’t be joining us. Up until this moment, I’ve been hot and horny for Adam, but now that I’ve seen his friend, I wish I’d met him first.

“Yeah and no. We’re sharing the suite.” He throws one hand up, waving indirectly around the massive space. It must be some type of VIP cabin, because it makes mine look like a jail cell.

“But this is still a singles trip!” the blond man yells, rounding the corner with three beer bottles in hand.

Adam gestures to both of us. “This is my business partner, Liam, and Liam, this is Maggie.”

I struggle to reclaim my composure. My thighs squeeze together at just the sight of Liam. Wearing a thin tank top, his chest and biceps are well defined, bulging as he extends a beer bottle in my direction.

“Thank you,” I manage with a dry mouth, accepting the cold beverage then taking a long gulp.

“We just launched our app, so it’s kind of a celebration,” Adam says with a shrug, chugging his beer.

“What kind of app?”

My curiosity is peaked just at the sight of them; knowing they’re businessmen only makes them sexier. The two look at each other, as if silently debating who will share their history, and finally, Liam speaks up.

“Okay, you know how everyone wants to recycle these days – but no one knows the rules. They change from one neighborhood to the next, and even then, you have to sort and categorize.” He rolls his eyes exasperated and Adam takes over.

“Our app solves that problem. You put in your location, and it gives you all the rules and ways you can recycle in your neighborhood.” His eyes shine a little brighter when he speaks about their business.

“You can even find a local pickup for free, and they’ll sort it for you too,” Liam chimes in, equally as enthusiastic.

“That’s cool.” I nod along, watching each of them try to shrug the compliment off before turning to me in unison.

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h sets of eyes on me is more attention than I can handle, and I begin to overheat, glancing between their brown and blue eyes.

“It’s not that big of a deal, but it’s taken a year locked in an office to get it done. Now that everything is wrapped up, and our new investors are in place, we need to celebrate,” Liam says calmly, almost too calmly.

Walking around the sofa, he sits beside me on the soft leather. Our bodies are close enough that I feel a shift in the cushion when he settles down, and our knees come close to touching once he relaxes.

Adam is glaring across the coffee table that separates us, and my knees fall, just slightly spreading as my pussy clenches with hunger. It’s enough movement for me to bump Liam.

“I’m sorry,” I say, jumping to scoot further away, but he just laughs and waves me off.

“It’s cool. So, tell us about you,” he prods.

Adam answers for me. “Maggie’s from LA.”

“Oh, really?” Liam perks up, turning toward me.

“Yeah, I’m from the bay, but I’ve been in LA for a couple of years now,” I answer.

“That’s dope. Maybe we can hook up when we get off this hell hole of a vacation,” he sneers, chugging the last of his beer.