“It’s one of the ways I unwind.”
“And the other ways?”
“I think you know exactly how I plan to do that.” His hand wound around her, bringing her close enough she could feel his breath on her cheek.
“With me?”
He grinned. “Definitely with you.”
She sighed as his lips found hers. It was hard to not fall into the kiss. To let Wyatt hold her steady with his solid hands.
“Wine.” Jason announced his arrival with several bottles under his arms.
Kayla searched for the guilty pit in her stomach, but it wasn’t there. The kiss was completely ok with both men. Neither seemed annoyed. Neither seemed angry. She was theirs. If one wanted to kiss her, he could. If the other wanted to make her come, he could. It was liberating. Freeing. No sneaking. No fights. No jealousy. It was the most unreal perfect dynamic.
She settled on the couch between them. Wyatt seemed focused on the game. Jason was busy pouring tasting servings into small glasses.
She couldn’t remember another Saturday like this. They drank wine and watched the game. They laughed. Wyatt made a late lunch. She fell asleep on the couch, nestled between them, slightly drunk from tasting all the different wines they made at the estate. She had missed the part when Jason explained how they selected the types of grapes.
Yes, this was bliss. This was the peace she had been missing. Serenity and sensuality all wrapped up in two men.
Twenty-Two
Jason
He walked off the back patio to the stacks of wood piled by the outdoor fireplace. The chimney made of hand-picked stone towered toward the sky. Jason threw a few logs in and lit the kindling. He watched while the fire blazed to life.
Usually, there was staff that helped with this kind of thing, but this weekend was different. He and Wyatt didn’t want any interruptions.
The sun was setting on the vineyard. The rolling hills of vines were beautiful. He turned when he heard the French doors open behind him.
“Kayla.” His eyes lit at the sight of her.
“Hi. Wyatt’s on another business call. I thought I’d explore the house a little and I saw you out here. I keep getting lost in this place.”
She rubbed her arms. The briskness of the hillside was starting to take effect now that the sun was sinking.
“Come here.” He drew her to the fire, placing his arms around her, aligning her back to his chest.
“Mmm,” she murmured.
The sound went straight to his cock. It stiffened in response to her body. The smell of her hair. Holding her in front of the fire.
“Are you glad we flew here, love?”
“Yes. It’s so amazing. The hills look like they are glowing with all the pinks and oranges.”
“We wanted you to see this place. To know there is another side to us.”
“And what side is that?” she teased.
“We aren’t only business men, Kayla. We enjoy life. We take pleasure in the world around us. We can relax,” he whispered into her ear.
His hands worked up her navel until he palmed her breasts through her shirt. He fucking loved her tits. Watching his come glisten over them last night was hotter than hot. She leaned into his chest as he rubbed them, then slipped a hand under her shirt, shoving her bra out of the way.
“Ohh,” she mewed.
He plucked at her nipple over and over. Each time her hips jerked forward.