Kendall Vs. Twins

“Well, that's all good but I've had my license to tandem a year longer,” Rhino informs him. “So for Missy to feel safe, she ought to come up with me.”

The twins shoot each other a look that seems loaded with more than just this issue. And, holy fuck, are they in a battle over me?

“It's in hand, Bro,” Hunter grits out, his carved jaw suddenly tense and flexing. “I got this.”

“No need to fight over her, Boys,” Sarge guffaws and walks away shaking his head.

Like he can't imagine anyone wanting to get competitive for me. Me. I still can't take it in. I almost want to look over my shoulder and see who they're really battling for. Honestly, either one of them would be a dream to be tied up with. If only it didn't involve crashing through space at two hundred miles an hour, or one forty, whatever.

“Well, I guess we should let the lady choose who she wants strapped on her back,” Rhino turns to me.

His lips curl up into that super confident smirk he's always rocking.

“I, um.” Well, shit, I intend to take my time over this and savor every last moment.

“Can't you both take me?” I ask, cheekily, eliciting a grin from both men, but the biggest, smuggest one from Rhino.

“No, Babe,” Hunter tells me. “You have to be tightly strapped into my chest so you can only pick one. You can't have us both. This time.”

Oh god, the second he says that quivers go rushing through me, right to my toes. The idea of being held tight against one of the huge broad chests that I can clearly see are both ripped and torn. Hunter's is swollen with pumped up muscle that flexes against his suit, while Rhino is slightly leaner, meaning you can see more carving. A few tattoos peak around the edge of his suit where the zipper rides so low.

I can clearly see my fingers tracing the outlines of that intricate ink. His mouth turns up a little more as though he knows exactly what images are pulsing through my head. Like he can already feel my inner walls pulsating around the length of him. That's how sure he is.

I ought to tell him I choose Hunter.

Except that confidence is so powerfully attractive. Yeah he's cockily sure of himself but he's not a douche about it like too many men. Rhino's an absolute god so he's got every reason to feel bold. And Hunter, he's absolutely stunning too. Maybe not as sure of himself as his twin and different in other ways. More like the men I'm used to. Less of a wild card than his brother. But both of them are equally massive in the vee of their suits. I don't even need to ask, but I do.

“Which one of you just did that free dive thing? He's the man I'll entrust my life with.”

“Ha.” Rhino does a fist pump.

As though he's won a great prize. I can't help but smile at how pleased he is to win – me. Then my eyes trail across to Hunter and I feel bad. I mean, he actually looks sorrowful. Like it was some big deal to carry me for a tandem skydive they must do every day of the week. Clearly I'm getting ahead of myself and my ego's growing to challenge Rhino's if I'm not careful. It must be some other rivalry going on between the twins that I don't know about.

After the lunch break, Rhino takes me by the hand to lead me to the equipment room. There he helps me into the harness and explains how this is going to work.

“Basically you'll be tightly strapped into my chest, with me on your back. All you have to do is surrender and let me give you the ride of your life.”

I shake my head at his naughtiness but I can't stop smiling. I guess it's just been too long since anyone flirted with me so outrageously.

He pulls on the straps making sure they're all firm and my nipples force up eagerly seeking his fingers. Thank god their craving is hidden under the windbreak suit I'm wearing, kinda frumpy.

But once we take off and he has to adjust my straps to bond my body to him, his fingers graze across my sensitive points and send showers of electric sparks through me.

I'm shivering as it comes time for us to hurl ourselves from the open door in the side of the plane.

“Don't be afraid, Doll Face,” Rhino says, his rasping voice right next to my ear. “I've got you.”

My heart is pounding like an entire drum kit and thank fuck I'm strapped onto him because otherwise my knees would collapse right out from under me.

“Let go,” he husks and in the instant I'm distracted, he throws us both off solid land into space.

I can't grasp onto his solid body much as I want to. I'm facing away from him but his rock hard muscles lining my back as tight as possible are both comforting and insanity causing. I don't even know what's making my heart feel like it's rapping out triple time beats. The fact that the ground is coming towards me or Rhino's cock is pressing into my ass cheek.

“I want to take you out tonight.” His voice curls against my ear making my breasts swell with pressure.

“Why?” I squeak.

“Usual reason. Get to know you better. Let you get to know me.