Page 135 of Hell and High Water

“I wouldn’t dream of it. Well, I would definitely dream about…”

“GAVIN.”

“Lena. Take a break. Let me give you a massage or?—”

“I can’t. There is too much to do for one person!”

“You’re not just one person.”

“I know, but it feels that way. Like I’m not… enough!” I slam my palms down on the table in defeat.

“You are so much more than enough. Let us help take some of the load off you.”

I smirk even though I just told him not to keep making puns. Gavin’s eyebrow shoots up sarcastically.

Before he can remark, Evan’s voice fills the room.

“He’s right, Hell. Take a step back and breathe.”

I inhale dramatically, blowing out a huge sigh as I stand. “There. Happy?”

“Not until you step away from the workload,” he says with mock severity.

I open my mouth to protest, to make an excuse, and Gavin is there, kissing me before I can speak. His tongue swoops in, parting my lips, grazing my teeth.

I let myself go into it for a moment, pulling away only to gasp for breath.

“You know…” He claims my mouth again. “Playing dirty?—”

Every time I pull away, each time I try to speak, he kisses me again, keeping me off balance and quickly losing focus on what I was worried about in the first place.

Any other thought flutters away as I catch a glimpse of Evan leaning in the doorway to the office, smiling as he watches. His eyes are glimmering with heat, drinking me in.

Gavin nips my bottom lip, distracting me. My eyes close, savoring the sensation. I hear the footsteps coming toward me just before Evan’s strong hands pull me away, turning me toward him to steal a kiss of his own.

A deep, growling moan escapes his lips as devours me, our tongues intertwining, dancing. His is a different cadence from Gavin's, a different rhythm.

But still just as sweet, sending a unique wave of shivers through my body in contrast.

When I feel Gavin press against me, the chills multiply tenfold, shooting straight down into my core. I can feel the heat of both of their bodies glowing against me on either side.

It's so unbelievably arousing.

At the same time, it’s soothing, washing away every fear.

Gavin draws me back to him, kissing me deeper, fervently. I sink into him, losing myself in the undertow of their desire.

It starts an ebb and flow, Evan, then Gavin, each one growing more and more passionate with every kiss. The room is spinning.

I’m lost between them.

Even more as Gavin’s hands caress my hips, my ass.

Evan’s fingers spear into my hair, his nails grazing my scalp as he cups the back of my head, drawing my face to his in a wild lashing of tongues, teeth nipping at my lips.

“This–This is?—”

“Just what you need,” Evan croons, singing a tingling breath into my ear.

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