Page 9 of Cowboy Triplets Next Door

That night I picked at my dinner and then took a long bath. I shaved everything and used the girly soap I hardly ever touched. I rubbed lotion all over my skin and took the time to apply mascara and lipstick. I even curled my hair so it looked messy, almost like I’d already been in someone’s bed.

At the top of my closet, in a plain brown box, I’d stored my first and only set of sexy lingerie. It was white lace and it barely covered me. It was more of a suggestion of lingerie than anything. I didn’t allow myself to study my reflection because I knew I’d obsess over every part of my body that wasn’t my favorite.

I opened my phone and sent a group text to the three of them, asking them to meet me on their back porch to talk about something. Their affirmative replies came back-to-back and that’s when everything became real. As I pulled a robe on over my lingerie and slipped my feet into my Crocs, my heart kicked into high gear and my palms grew sweaty. Was I insane for asking them for sex? Was it wildly inappropriate? What if they laughed?

I forced those thoughts to the back of my mind and took a deep breath before leaving my house and walking across the yard to the small staircase which led up to the second floor balcony. I left my Crocs on the bottom step because I wasn’t trying to be even more embarrassed if they turned me down and I was in lingerie and Crocs.

Each step felt like a small mountain as I climbed. My nerves were threatening to overpower my desires as I came closer and closer to facing their answer. Was I crazy? Did one dream and a kiss add up to being enough to let them take my virginity?

Before I could panic and run, my gaze collided with Gray’s and I knew I wasn’t going to turn back. I also knew I wasn’t going to let them know I was a virgin. That secret would remain my secret.

I finished climbing the last couple of steps and found myself at the center of three hulking men’s focus. I stood in front of them with my arms crossed over my chest and blew out a shaky breath. “Thanks for meeting with me.”

Keaton smiled. “We were too curious not to. Nearly a year of living next to each other and you’ve never once texted us.”

I dropped my arms to my side and swallowed. “I have something I want to talk to you guys about.”

Owen sat forward. “Okay.”

I licked my suddenly bone-dry lips and crossed my arms again, just to uncross them. “I want to have sex.”

Gray cocked his head to the side and stood up. “Sorry. What did you just say?”

I forced myself to push on. “I want to have sex with the three of you. Just once. To scratch the itch. No strings attached. No messy calls or visits. Just one night.”

Keaton made a strangled sound and looked at his brothers. “Am I dreaming?”

Owen held up his hand and frowned. “Where’s this coming from?”

I made a face at him. “My need to have sex?”

Keaton made another pained noise and gestured at me. “Why are we hesitating?”

Gray scowled at him. “Because she’s young and innocent. She can’t handle us.”

I gripped the ties of my robe and swallowed around another lump of nerves. Slowly pulling them loose, I held my breath and hoped they didn’t reject me.

When the robe dropped to my feet, the only sound was the steady song of crickets in the yard. I watched their eyes dance over my body and internally crossed my fingers.

CHAPTER 9

Gray

My dick hardened into a steel pipe the moment that robe slipped off her first shoulder. By the time it rested at her feet, I wasn’t sure I had even a drop of blood going to my brain. It was all surging to my dick, fighting to drive me forward.

Her clothes had been hiding curves in a way that should’ve been illegal. Her full breasts were cupped in white lace, her hard pink nipples pressing out through a gap in the bra. The lace of the panties rested lightly over her mound and then disappeared between her full thighs. I wanted to beg her to turn around so I could see that same lace disappear between her ass cheeks.

I’d never seen a woman’s body change so much outside of clothes. She was sexy as hell in her normal jeans and t-shirts but standing in front of us, practically naked, she was a fucking goddess. My mouth watered and I was desperate to taste her.

Keaton moved towards her and I saw the pulse at her neck kick. Nerves. Seeing them brought me back to earth. Not by much, but enough to think that maybe she wasn’t as ready for us as she was saying.

“Wait. I’m not so sure you’re ready for us, Bumble B. We’re not easy men.” I inched closer, torturing myself by not grabbing her already. I shot a meaningful look at my brothers and then circled around behind her. “We don’t take turns fucking, B. We’re not patient enough for that. We’re going to want you at the same time.”

Goosebumps erupted across her shoulders and back. From behind, I got to see that lace dip in between her ass cheeks and I couldn’t stop myself from snagging the top of the thong and tugging it up, stretching the material across her asshole tighter. She whimpered and went up on her bare toes.

“We’re going to want to make you airtight. Do you know what that means?” I circled to stand right in front of her, where I could see her pulse beating wildly at the base of her throat. “It means you’d take one of us here.”

She swallowed as I pressed my finger to her lips.

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