My lips part, and his fingers stroke over my tongue, wet, tasting like me. I suck and lick his fingers obediently. But I’m determined to drive them as crazy as they drive me. So I groan and suck his fingers the same way I’ve sucked his cock.
He pants, then snatches his fingers back, smacking my ass again. I jump as the sting spreads, then drop to my knees between them. I rub them both through their pants, and Roman strokes through my hair. I’m tempted to lick them as well, but I don’t think they’d feel that, considering they both have jeans on.
“Behave, or you’ll be punished,” Roman warns.
“Behaving is overrated.” I tug at Gunner’s belt, but his hands wrap around my wrists like shackles. I swallow. “Please?”
“Think about this all day.” He orders softly.
Roman turns my chin to face him. “You should get ready. We’re already running late.”
“I …” My brain is barely functioning. They’ve reduced me to a barely standing, needy, hungry version of myself that can only moan and not able to form actual sentences!
Gunner lifts my panties in front of me, then stuffs them in his pocket. Roman pulls me up and fixes my dress, so it looks like nothing happened. He nods. “And we’re ready to go.”
“But, I’m …”
“Perfect.” Gunner chuckles. “I told you not to bring panties, sweets. Should have listened.”
“Stay close to us. The streets aren’t always nice.” Roman says, cupping my face.
He heads out, and Gunner rubs my back. “Don’t worry. He’s overprotective. You focus on fun, and we’ll take care of you.”
I’m still hot and excited when I leave my room. Holden and Nick are waiting for us. Neither seem anything but ready to go. Roman motions us to follow, and we file out behind him.
Nick takes my hand and rubs slow circles with his thumb. “Anything you’re dying to see today?”
Based on how frustrated I am, I’m definitely eager to see more of these guys. And his smile tells me he can read that on my face easily. They’re driving me insane and enjoying it way too much. The only thing that could possibly make this worse would be if they had one of those remote-controlled vibrating toys inside me and passed the remote around.
But if I say a word, they’ll do that, and it will be … well … maybe I should look that up for later. Nick nudges me. “Anything?”
“Sorry. Um, I’d love to see what the town is like. I was half asleep when we drove through.” I say softly.
“Easy enough to make happen,” Gunner says with a shrug. “We can just wander today and save all that planned out stuff for tomorrow.”
As soon as we’re out in the city, I’m distracted. I swear these buildings have been here for centuries, and I’m sure they’ll be here long after I’m gone, but the stonework, the bright colors, the fact that everywhere feels like home but new at the same time is invigorating.
Breathing is easy here. I want to dance in the streets, follow every alleyway to whatever mystery it holds. Hell, I want a balcony to play out that one scene from Romeo and Juliet.
“Sophia, come here.” Roman calls. I didn’t even realize I had let go of Nick’s hand!
But Gunner is taking pictures, Nick is talking with Holden, and Roman has his eyes on me and me alone.
I bounce over to him. He winds his hand in my hair. “Stay close, Bambina.”
“There’s so much to see!” I gush.
“Not everyone is nice, and you ….” He shakes his head slowly and draws me closer. “And you are too sweet and nice. Someone could take advantage.”
I notice Holden glancing around like he’s preparing for trouble despite Nick being right there. I nod slowly. “Okay.”
“I trust you, Bambina, but not the world.” Then he rubs his nose across my temple and down to my ear, sending warmth down my spine. “You’re too precious to lose.”
I press my lips together at that comment. Nick comes up and takes my hand again. “You’re slippery.”
“Hey! Is anyone else starving, or just me?” Gunner asks, rubbing his stomach. “We could dip into one of these little stores and get a snack.”
“We just ate breakfast!” Nick says, shocked.
Gunner shrugs. “As if that matters.”
The guys joke around, teasing each other and pointing out things they want to do. In the office, I have to keep myself focused on work. At home, it’s almost a game of avoiding my dad while still taking advantage of any moment alone. Here, I can really get to know the guys—one on one and all together.
Gunner and Roman argue about getting food for a bit, and Nick walks me over to the next street. “I think you’d appreciate this.”
Nick leads me down a winding street with a view that I'd kill for. Seeing the trees rolling over wheat fields beyond the rows of stacked apartments. A river carving those fields from the vineyards. It’s better than the travel photos I looked up before we came out here.
It’s real.