The shelves Rodney had built to replace the missing ones, sturdy; now held neatly folded towels, washcloths, and bath sheets. Radar plucked one of those large bath sheets off of one of those shelves and let it unfurl, holding his hand down to me to help me up.
I climbed carefully to my feet and he wrapped me up, rubbing me down briskly through the towel, paying attention to the spots he had discovered as ticklish what felt like a lifetime ago in Florida until he forced a giggle out of me.
He smiled at the sound and I could already feel the pall of stress and negative emotions begin to lift from my spirits.
“Doesn’t matter what happens from here on out,” he whispered. “I’ve got you, and I’ve got your back until you don’t want or need me around anymore.”
I felt the smile fade from my lips as I put fingertips to his to hush him.
“I don’t want to make any silly promises,” I told him. “Like I’ll love you forever or whatever… because who knows where things will go. We have no way of knowing… but Idoknow that right now I am so grateful for you and I really do hope things last.”
He smiled at me and held me close, putting his hand to the side of my neck and drawing my forehead to his, rocking me slowly with a twist of his waist back and forth minutely as we stood in the circle of each other’s arms and just soaked in the moment until an involuntary shiver from the air conditioning against my damp skin made him jerk back slightly and he said, “Let’s get you bundled under the covers.”
He stood behind me and walked me into my room. Atlas was already on the side of the bed he’d claimed the night before. He lay on his side, back to the room, facing the window and Radar lifted the blankets.
“Oh, let me put something on,” I murmured quietly so as not to wake Atlas.
“If that’s what makes you comfortable, honey but I sure don’t mind,” Atlas declared and I looked to Radar who chuckled and said, “Up to you, baby.”
I stared at him for several heartbeats.
“Sometime tonight, though. The draft is starting to get to me,” Atlas said a moment later and I took a deep breath, dropped the towel and scrambled between the sheets as I was. Radar dropped the blankets and tucked them around me before going for his belt. He stripped nude as well and then got in behind me, switching out the bedside lamp and plunging us into darkness. He settled and raised an arm so that I could go to him.
I cuddled into his side, Atlas remaining where he was unmoving and I closed my eyes. I was still tired, but sleep was elusive for the time being.
“You good, baby?” Radar asked, kissing my hair when I fidgeted for the umpteenth time.
“Yeah, sorry… I just… slept and only just got up and while I’m tired my mind is going, you know?”
“You know and orgasm might help that,” Atlas declared from behind me and I froze and looked up to Radar who laughed and said, “He’s not wrong, but nothing needs to happen if you don’t want it to.”
I was speechless.
“I…”
“We’ve shared before, sweetheart,” Atlas said. “Partners in all things, right my man?”
I felt my cheeks flame. “Yeah, something like that,” Radar declared. “But not tonight or maybe even ever. We mean it, babes. All in your own time. You tell us what, when. You’re in control now.”
I settled quietly and didn’t say another word. The wheels in my head were turning, thinking myself into a rut until finally sleep claimed me.
* * *
When I woke again,it was to sunlight trying to push its way past the blinds and the sensation of a light teasing touchthere.
I jumped, kicking out and my legs were trapped, and spread wide with strong arms around my thighs, Radar looking up at me from between them.
I gasped and he asked, “Are you alright?”
I looked this way and that and he shook his head. “Just you and me, babe.”
I swallowed hard and not trusting my voice, I nodded and he gave me a nod back before licking me from opening to clit.
I stifled a gasp and let my head fall back to the pillows.
He lapped at me gently and made this sort of animalistic growling sound that made my legs turn to jelly and my pussy quiver and clench just before he slid a finger inside.
“Oh,God!” I pressed a hand over my mouth, the other winding in the sheets at my hips.