Chapter 10.
LEXIE
I put everything I had in to kissing Markus. He groaned deep in his throat, then swept me up into his arms like I weighed nothing.
I squealed and fought him for a moment, clinging to his neck like a cat hanging over a bath. “Oh, put me down. Put me down. I’m too heavy.”
But he just chuckled and said, “I bench press a hell of a lot more than you weigh, beautiful. We’re taking this to the bedroom.”
Ollie was on our heels as Markus jogged up the stairs.
Being held like this was a lesson in trust. I was terrified of being dropped, not really liking the feeling of being out of control. But tonight was about firsts in so many ways, and I was open to trying anything.
When we hit the landing, Markus took me down the hall to his room, then set me on my feet.
His room was dark and beautiful. Super masculine with a funky black shiplap feature wall, and large furniture.
Ollie stepped into the room behind us, his shirt still partially open. “I’m assuming I’m invited too?” His tone was slightly hesitant, and I turned my head and reached out my hand to him.
“Yes. Definitely,” I said, looking between the twin brothers. “Though I have no idea...” My cheeks heated. “I’ve never been with more than one person at the same time before.”
Ollie laughed and Markus smirked a little. “Well, funnily enough, we’ve never had sex with the same woman before,” Markus said, “but I think we’ll work it out.”
A tiny part of my brain noted the fact that he didn’t deny having a threesome, just that he hadn’t shared a woman with Ollie.
I pushed the dark wisp of thought aside. These men were gorgeous, virile creatures, and their experiences were theirs to keep.
The past could stay in the past. It was the here and now that was important.
“Okay,” I said, and smiled like an idiot, standing by the bed where Markus had deposited me. I was still in my t-shirt and underwear and felt sudden nerves that stopped me from completely stripping off.
Markus walked behind me, grabbed the edge of my top and lifted. “Arms up, Lexie.”
I gulped down the threatening shriek that rose and lifted my arms, letting him strip me down to my underwear.
My panties were cotton, as was my bra. There weren’t pretty bras for boobs my size, and I couldn’t wait to get out of it.
I unclipped my bra and tossed it across the room. My boobs were heavy, but I did like their shape, and honestly, distracting the guys from my ugly underwear was key here.