Page 12 of Unchartered Curves

Anisa gripped my hair as her back bucked a little. “Duane. Gill. You two make me crazy.”

“That’s mutual, sweetheart,” I said, watching her face as she came.

“Gorgeous.” Gill’s hands stroked over her body as she shook above us.

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A few minutes later, I was still hard as we cuddled her between us, covered in a blanket. Her head rested on my shoulder.

“But neither of you got to enjoy that?” She asked, while yawning.

“Next time.” Gill kissed her cheek. “And we did enjoy it. We loved watching you. Do you want to sleep in one of the beds here, or do you want us to walk you back to your place?”

I sensed, as Gill seemed to, that it wasn’t the right time to move things forward even more. I hoped we would have a lot of time in our future, and this was too important to rush.

“I’d like to stay here.” Her eyes were closing as she said it.

I smiled at my best friend over Anisa’s head. I hoped we’d have a lot of shared moments like this in the future, as we cared for our woman.

Chapter seven

Anisa

It was nice waking in the penthouse, I thought, as I woke in a soft, luxurious bed, in a room with enormous windows. I loved my little cabin, too, and was grateful to be on this trip, but I could get used to this, too. Especially the part about being with the two guys.

In the next bedroom, I peeked in to see Gill sprawled on his back on the bed, one of his arms stretched to his side. I loved his muscular chest, with the light dusting of dark hair. I wanted to slip under the sheets and curl into his side.

Then, I looked over the railing to the living room area below. I felt a little bad that Duane slept on the couch, but it was a fold-out bed, and he was smiling in his sleep, showing a dimple in his cheek.

What would it be like to wake up with the two of them every day? Would we all share a bed? I didn’t know, but I couldn’t wait to find out.

It was hard to leave that luxurious shower, but the view in the kitchen area when I returned was even better. First there was sexy Gill wearing only pajama bottoms, then Duane was wearing a tight white t-shirt and grey sweatpants.

Then there was the spread of fresh fruit, croissants, and coffee. “Can I just move to this cabin?”

I asked, moving to kiss each of them.

“Yes,” Gill said.

“Absolutely,” Duane added. “I know you think we’re kidding, but we’d love it.”

“We’re happy to take this at whatever pace you want, Anisa, but we are picturing us being together back in Hopeton, too.”

“We’re not pushing you to move in with us yet,” Duane teased.

I hadn’t planned on staying in Hopeton, thinking I’d have to get a well-paying job in downtown Chicago or Milwaukee. The thought of leaving my little condo in Hopeton and finding something that would no doubt be much smaller for the same pay in a city was hard to think about. Would it be possible that I could stay in Hopeton, or at least date the men?

“I’d like to try dating at home.” I wouldn’t think about the logistics of their careers and my new job. I wanted more mornings like this. Not just the luxurious penthouse, but them. “I should probably go get dressed at my cabin if I’m joining your meeting with the Captain, though.”

“I’m glad you’re joining us,” Gill said.

“And I don’t mean to monopolize your time, but there’s a trivia contest tonight in the Aqua Aura Pool Bar.” I was rushing my words. I’d been thinking of asking the men to join me for this since I saw the sign for the contest yesterday morning.

“You’re not monopolizing us, and that sounds fun,” Duane said.

“We were worried we were monopolizing you. Duane said we’d scare you off.”

I felt joy spread through me. It was almost as nice as the amazing orgasm they gave me the night before. “Okay. We’ll go. It’s a date.”

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