Page 93 of My Three Hometown Hard Hats
“I do.”
“I want to hear you say those words in another setting now,” Brooks says, grinning like a fool.
What?
Conrad’s hand clasps around his brother’s mouth, shoving him until he falls onto his back on the bed.
“One step at a time, bro,” Con tells him in his ‘big brother’ voice.
I don’t really know what that was, but it makes me smile. These men make me smile, laugh, and feel more than I ever have.
“I want all of you,” I say. They all give me a look like ‘duh… that was kind of obvious’.Okay, I guess I need to be a little more specific.
“I want all of you… inside of me… at the same time.”
Brooks shouts, “Fuck yes,” from where he’s still sprawled across the foot of the bed.
Austin’s mouth pops open, like he can’t quite fathom that I’m real and not a figment of his imagination.
Conrad quickly removes all his clothes besides his black boxers and crawls toward me. “Arms up,” he says, and I follow his command without even thinking.
He grips the bottom of my shirt, easing it up over my torso. His lips gently pepper kisses upwards as he moves the shirt.
When he pulls it over my head, his lips trail up my neck and over my jaw. Finally, when I feel like I’m going to squirm outside of myself, his lips ever so gently land on mine.
I want to wrap my arms around him and pull him into me for a deeper kiss. I fight the instinct, keeping my arms resting on the pillow above my head. He ghosts a kiss over the corners of my mouth, then my top and bottom lip.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Brooks kneeling at my side, now only in his underwear. He unbuttons my jeans, tugging them down my legs.
“Mmm,” he groans, trailing his finger over my black lace panties.
Conrad’s hands slide behind my back, unclasping my bra. He sets it beside us on the mattress. Brooks reaches for it, but I jolt up, almost headbutting Conrad in the process.
I swipe it away first, pointing a finger at Brooks. “No. You already stole one of my bras. You don’t get another one.”
“I told you I’d buy you a new one,” he says.
“But you haven’t.”
“I guess I have homework for tomorrow then, huh?”
“Yes,” I say with a decisive nod.
“You’d better watch out, though, Trouble. If you’re living here, I’ll have easy access to them.”
My head tilts to the side. “I’ll also have easy access to your dick while you’re sleeping, so…” I let my words trail off, letting him fill in the blanks.
His eyes fly wide. “You wouldn’t.”
“I’d rather do other things with your dick, but…”
Austin chuckles, flopping down on the bed beside me. “It’s like having another kid.”
“Me or her,” Brooks says, pointing between the two of us.
“You,” the other three of us all say.
Austin takes my bra from my hands, sliding it under one of the pillows. “I’ll keep it safe for you,” he says.
