Page 49 of Saved By Two

The film ends all too soon, and Jessica lets out a yawn.

“Come on, sweet girl, let’s get you to bed.”

She stands, followed by Caleb and me, his palm going to the small of her back as we walk her towards her room. As much as I’d love to have her nestled between us tonight—just to hold her—we agreed to take this slow.

When we stop at her door, Caleb pushes it open.

Jessica's lips part, but no words follow. She tries again but still nothing.

“What is it, little one?” Caleb asks in a low murmur, his thumb and forefinger softly gripping her chin.

Her cheeks heat, her eyes cast down, and for a moment, I think she’s not going to answer, but then her eyes flutter to mine and then back to Caleb.

“I want to know if I can kiss you both?”

I swear my heart wants to break free of my ribs and rip out of my chest.

He smirks and nods his head for me to step forward. This is, after all, Caleb, and I know how much he loves delayed gratification.

“You never have to ask,” he says, stroking his thumb over her jaw before dropping his hand. “Noah, do you want the honours?” It’s a rhetorical question.

Without preamble, I move in front of her, Caleb close behind me as I palm her neck and guide her until her back is flush with the wall. Her small hands move to hold onto my hips.

I bring my other hand up to her face and stroke her cheek with my thumb, loving the blush of colour highlighting her cheekbones.

I wait until she’s staring back at me.

“I’m going to kiss you now, sweet girl.” And then, slowly, I inch forward as her tongue swipes over her lips in invitation before her eyelids flutter closed, and I lower my mouth to hers.

She parts her lips as our mouths connect, and I take that as an invitation, my tongue seeking entry, meeting the tip of hers with mine. My tongue moves against hers with slow and gentle strokes, the pressure light, but I feel it in every cell of my body.

I shift my focus to her lips, adding a little more pressure, and a deep moan to escapes her, causing my dick to strain in my trousers.

Her hands slide between us, gripping my t-shirt and pulling me closer. And I groan as the kiss increases in intensity.

It takes everything in me to slow it down before gradually pulling away, her breathing heavy as her eyes flutter open, pupils blown wide.

The smile that fills her face has me desperate to dive back in and do it all over again, but I can feel Caleb’s heat at my back, and I know as much as he prides himself on his self-control, he wants to kiss her just as much as I did.

Squeezing the back of Jessica’s neck, I give her one more peck on the lips before stepping back and allowing Caleb to take my place.

He’s a couple of inches taller than me, and Jessica has to tilt her head back to look up at him. He wraps his arm behind her back, tugging her into his body, causing a catch in her breath as he cups the back of her head, eliminating any unnecessary space between them.

And then his mouth is on hers. I love watching how responsive she is to him and him to her. She moves her hands to his back as if he’s still not close enough. And then he pulls back, eliciting a desperate moan from Jessica that doesn’t last long because he plants a series of kisses along her jawline and collarbone.

I have to adjust myself. Watching the two of them, consumed in their kiss, slays me in the best possible way. Seeing how sensitive and responsive she is to his touch is the most beautiful thing to witness.

It takes longer than it should to finally part ways because we want nothing more than to be buried inside her, but we can wait because the reward will be worth it.

ChapterTwenty-Six

JESSICA

It’s been two weeks since Caleb and Noah told me their feelings went beyond friendship. They both walked me to my room, and I didn’t know where I found the courage to ask if I could kiss them, but I did. Being so close to these two men after discovering I wasn’t alone in my attraction towards them gave me the courage.

Each touch and glance holds a newfound significance, and it's electrifying. And yet it’s only been light kisses since then—nothing like the first time. They’ve been patient with me, guiding me and supporting me when I had my first counselling session. Caleb insisted on taking me, escorting me into the building and was in the reception area when I came out, which I was grateful for. His presence alone was the anchor I needed. I was surprised at how much it took out of me physically and emotionally. When we returned home, I was exhausted. Caleb insisted I nap, and I slept until the following morning.

I’m finding myself going to bed hot and bothered by the time we part, wishing I wasn’t going to bed alone and that they would join me.

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