Page 39 of Finding Chloe

“Go,” Hunter replied as Matt said, “Shoo.”

“If you’re sure.” I playfully shrieked as Hunter pretended to swat at me with the mixing spoon, and I hurried into the dining room. I sat down as Kyle appeared with plates and four glasses of water, setting them at their spots at the table. Luckily, the table was small and sat six max, so the four of us would fit just fine. And I loved that it forced us to be cozy and share space.

“Hey.” I motioned for Kyle to come to me after setting the places. “You don’t have to cook if you don’t want to. I don’t ever want you to feel uncomfortable. I just wanted us to do something together. It doesn’t have to be cooking.”

“It was a good idea. I’m just not hands-on in the kitchen. I’ll set the table and do the dishes any day of the week. I don’t have to overthink or have a chance of messing up.”

I grabbed his face between my hands to bring him closer. “Doing the cleanup is one thing no one wants to do. If you want to do that over cooking, youneverhave to cook.” I kissed him lightly on his pouty lips.

“Really?” His willingness to participate in something that made him feel out of his depth only endeared him to me more.

“Yeah. I’m not the best in the kitchen either, but I’d much rather cook than clean up. So we balance each other out.” We were so close, our noses brushed together. Heat slithered down my spine at the innocent touch. When he leaned back to place a kiss on the tip of my nose, I couldn’t stop the grin that stretched across my face.

“I can live with that. I want you to sit here and relax. We’ll have dinner served up in no time.”

I wanted to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Tonight was even more than I could’ve imagined. The seat I’d chosen was in perfect alignment to see what the guys were up to in the kitchen.

I propped my chin on my fists as I watched them work so seamlessly together. Each one found ways to help. Matt andHunter threw a salad together, and Kyle found a serving dish and arranged the food on it. They grabbed the rest of what we needed and placed it on the table as they took a seat.

I held my breath, waiting to see if there was any fighting about who sat where, and when nothing crazy happened, I slowly exhaled.

The guys passed the dish around, placing a generous serving on their plates until it got to me. Hunter grinned and pushed the plate to the other end of the table.

“Hey, what about me?”

“You’re serving is right here, kitten,” Hunter said, offering me the first bite off his plate. I bit my lip. I could easily go along with this. I opened my mouth, making sure to keep eye contact with Hunter as I let the flavors burst in my mouth. The creamy dish was delicious, and I couldn’t help the satisfied moan that left my throat.

Matt swallowed hard. I held back my smile as he fed me the next forkful. I slowly licked the sauce from my lips and watched as each of their eyes widened. This was fun. Now I knew why the girls had insisted on cooking. There was something very sensual about it.

“I think we need a smaller table,” Kyle said from the farthest spot. He wasn’t close enough to feed me, and I didn’t like that. He needed to be included. If they were going to feed me, then they all would; no one would be left out.

I pushed my chair back and got up. Scooting around the table, I grabbed Kyle’s plate from him and moved it to my spot, then gestured to the chair for Kyle to change seats. He walked over and sank into my vacant seat, eyeing me suspiciously.

When he was situated, I lowered onto his lap. Kyle reached forward and prepared another bite. For the rest of dinner, I sat on Kyle’s lap while the three of them took turns feeding me. I could totally get used to this.

We chatted about a variety of things, enjoying the easy conversation between bites. I ended up with Hunter and Matt volunteering to join me in town the next day. It wasn’t like I needed their help, but it was nice they were working together. Eventually, the conversation slipped away when Hunter kissed me after I accepted his offering. I could taste the delicious, creamy sauce on his lips.

I felt Kyle’s cock stiffening beneath me as every bite was paired with a kiss. If Kyle was turned on by this, I had to wonder if Matt and Hunter were just as affected. Kyle’s hand drifted to my thigh, his fingers brushing along the sensitive skin of my inner leg. My panties grew more damp the longer I stayed in Kyle’s lap. His cock pulsed against my ass every so often, making me painfully aware how turned on we both were.

“Be patient, kitten,” Hunter said when I threaded my fingers through his hair to kiss him deeper. “We’re going to take this slow.”

“Not until we know where this is going. We don’t need to rush anything.” Kyle kissed the side of my neck.

“Are you ready for dessert?” Matt smiled as he rose from his chair, clearing the plates in front of us.

I had a Chantilly cake in the fridge for dessert. Alex picked it up for me on her way home from work. Hunter retrieved it, and I switched laps. This time I settled on Matt’s. It wasn’t until my third bite that things spiced up. Matt smeared the whipped frosting on my neck, then followed his finger with his tongue. Goosebumps sprouted along my skin as they each took turns licking frosting off me. I was extremely thankful I’d decided to wear a low-cut shirt this evening.

By the end, I was so wound up I wanted to take Matt right here in the dining room. His erection was pressed firmly against my thighs, but I couldn’t do anything about it. They’d decided wewouldn’t take it any farther until we agreed, but it was hard to ignore the aching in my core.

As we said our goodbyes, each one gave me a thorough kiss that left me wanting more. I could feel the reluctance to leave in each of them. I didn’t want them to go either, but tonight had turned out better than I’d expected. It surprised me how well they worked together, both in cooking and in their foreplay. I hoped it wouldn’t be much longer before we took things to the next step.

As I got into the shower, I heard my phone ping. I padded to the sink and peeked at the screen.

Hunter: What room are you staying in?

Chloe: Why? Are you going to throw pebbles at my window?

Hunter: Would you open it for me if I did?

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