Page 38 of Tops
“Did you fuck Nik?” The way Colten said fuck sounded harsh in my ears. Like the crack of a whip, leaving me on edge.
“No,” I said, my voice coming out shaky.
“Did you fuck Tanner?” Colten said with a smile.
“No,” I breathed, finding that question easier.
“Did you come here to fuck me?”
“No,” I said confidently. I smiled as my eyes looked up to meet his heated gaze.
“No?” he questioned, raising an eyebrow like he didn’t believe me. Colten exuded confidence in this space, his space.
“No,” I said simply, sitting back on the couch. “I came here to talk. Make sure parameters are set. You all know my plan is to leave once I have my degree. I’m not looking for a relationship.”
Colten’s gaze roamed my body. “A virgin that doesn’t want a special relationship for her first. I wouldn’t have thought you the type.”
I wasn’t sure what he meant by that. “I don’t want the fact that I am a virgin to be considered in this. If I wasn’t a virgin and wanted a fling with all three of you before I moved away forever, that wouldn’t be a problem. I don’t need roses and flowers. I mean, I don’t even know for sure that you or Tanner are interested in anything like that with me.”
“Are you interested in all three of us?” Colten asked as soon as I had to take a break to breathe.
“Obviously, have you seen yourself in the mirror?” I scoffed, trying to remember what point I was trying to make. Or maybe I was trying to not talk about something else. Perhaps this wouldn’t be so difficult if I wasn’t sitting here discussing sex and asking three men to let me use them for the next year before I dipped on them. They were all way out of my league in the first place. And that was throwing the whole person trying to kill me part entirely out.
Colten got up from the couch, and the panic started to kick in. I didn’t move, but I watched as he walked to the kitchen and placed a bottle of wine on the counter. After grabbing two glasses from the shelf, my heart rate started to return to normal. Wine would help a lot for this conversation. No wonder adults always drank so much; they needed it for as much sex talk as they engaged in.
He handed me a glass but didn’t return to his couch, opting to sit next to me. I pulled my feet up, but angled my body in his direction. The windowed wall sat behind his back. The sun was getting lower in the sky, making it harder for me to see his face.
“Why us?” Colten said.
I looked down at my hands with the sun too bright to see him. Now was when I could have used a little more of that reckless courage. A large sip of wine would have to be enough. Maybe another one on top of that.
“Hey, slow down,” Colten said, his fingers on mine as I held the stem of the wineglass. The beveled edges of the glass bit sharply compared to the soft, warm touch of Colten’s skin against mine. He took the glass from my hand, placing it on the table before settling back close enough to block the light from my eyes. “Why us?” he repeated.
“I’ve never made time for,” I paused, trying to think about the right way to word this, so I didn’t come across as sounding like a naïve child. “Sex.” That didn’t seem any better. “I wanted to feel drawn to someone first. I wanted to make sure the time I invested was worth it.”
“You feel drawn to us?” Colten asked, his lips far too close. I could smell the woodsy scent of his body wash and his shirt’s crisp, clean smell.
I probably smelled like sweat and fear.
“The three of you seem to elicit a physical reaction in me that no one else has before,” I said, a bit more formally. We needed to pump the brakes on this before someone’s resolve broke and dinner arrived.
Plus, I did not come here for sex.
I didn’t.
“What kind of reactions?” Colten said as his gaze flicked back down my dress.
“My heart,” I said softly as my hand touched my chest. His eyes moved with me. “My heart feels like it’s trying to break free from my chest just to get closer to you.”
Colten’s gaze returned to mine. The softness in his eyes wasn’t as pronounced in the other two men. I could see there was a hardness, too. I felt the magnetic pull as the space between us sank away, and the tension band finally broke.
We crashed together like an ocean storm against the shore. His fingers were in my hair, on my neck. Caressing my chest. Pulling me on top of him. My hands were just as guilty as our tongues danced in the best kiss I had ever received in my life. If anyone had managed to kiss me the way Colten did, I would not be a virgin right now.
This was everything I ever wanted sex to be.
Eager to get Colten’s shirt off, I tugged on the hem sharply. I wanted to explore everything his body had to offer, like I would die if I couldn’t. Pulling his shirt free caused us to separate, but only for a moment before we crashed together again. Desperate and ravenous for each other as we set to devour. A knock at the door caused me to pull back breathlessly.
Colten’s hair was a complete mess, and it was hard to miss the large bulge in his pants. I rocked against it once and smiled as Colten’s hands flew to my hips in warning before a second, more urgent knock sounded at the door.
