Tamed by Texans (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 5)
He grinned wickedly.
She sent the coin into the air and it fell to the floor. “Heads. Sean, you’re up.”
He nodded and walked into the bathroom.
Matt turned to her. “Are you thirsty? I sure am. I spotted a soda machine by the office.”
“Diet Coke, please.”
He smiled and headed out the door.
Stretching out on the bed, she realized her willpower was shaky at best with these two. Besides, it had been a long time since she’d been with a man. In under a week she would be gone. Why not go for it? But the question still on the table was—which one? Her body sure didn’t have a favorite. Neither did she. Tall Texan and Country Boy were sexy men.
* * * *
Jena finished the Diet Coke that Matt had brought her. They’d talked about things like the weather and sports, but nothing too serious—nothing important. Still, she felt so tingly inside.
The bathroom door opened and Sean stepped out in a towel that was too small and too thin for his frame. Her breath caught in her chest. The man’s body was like a Greek god’s, muscled from head to toe. His frame seemed to glisten in the neon light coming through the blinds of the motel room. Her shivers turned warm.
“Next,” he announced.
“On it,” Matt said, springing to his feet. He went to the nightstand and emptied out his pockets. Keys. Wallet. But what got her attention the most were the condoms and tube of lubricant. She hadn’t expected him to be a virgin. But lube? Are the women he’s been with dry? The thought made her giggle.
“What’s so funny?” Sean asked.
“Nothing. Just feeling good right now.”
Matt grinned. “I’ll be in and out in fifteen minutes.”
In and out? Another giggle, even though she knew he was talking about the shower.
“Make it ten, buddy.” Sean’s hot gaze remained on her. “I’ll keep Jena company in the mean time.”
As Matt entered the bathroom, Sean moved to her bed. He sat down on the edge of the mattress.
Ten minutes isn’t long enough. She grinned at her thought.
“What are you grinning about?”
“Umm. This crazy situation.”
He turned, placed her legs on his lap, and began massaging her feet.
“That feels amazing, Sean.”
“Like we told you,” he winked. “The Agency taught us a lot of skills.”
“I wouldn’t mind attending that class.”
He moved from her feet and started rubbing her legs. God, his fingers were working out the tension just right.
After a short time, Matt came out of the bathroom. She couldn’t believe it had been ten minutes, but her timekeeping skills around them seemed off-kilter.
Matt was dressed in the same attire as Sean, a single, tiny towel. His body was ripped. His hazel eyes were filled with heat. He walked over to her and got on the other side of the bed and immediately started to rub her shoulders.
“I guess Sean wasn’t lying to me,” she said, loving the feel of their fingers on her sore spots.
“What do you mean?” Matt asked.