Page 128 of Fostering Chemistry
I climbed in Cody’s lap, straddling him, took his beautiful face in my hands, and kissed him, long and hard. “Thank you for speaking up.”
When I let him go, his eyes stayed close, his head tilted toward me for one long moment. Then those vivid blue eyes opened to meet mine.
Aware that Aaron and Diego had watched that—and that everyone was soon going to see a lot more—I got a little self-conscious. And when I did that, I sometimes made bad jokes. “Anyone else want to kiss him before we start?”
“Maybe later,” Diego said.
Cody kept his eyes on me. “Lie back on the pillows, Mia.” The look he gave me was full of affection and desire. “We’ll take it from there.”
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MIA
My heart poundedas I slipped off my robe and lay back with my head on a soft pillow. Cody followed me down, settling on his side next to me. He immediately brushed my hair away from my face and then pressed his lips to mine. I felt the bed move as the others positioned themselves, but all I could feel was Cody’s mouth.
He kissed me unselfconsciously, as if it didn’t matter that others were watching. And because it didn’t matter to him, it didn’t to me.
There was warmth on my other side. Aaron was sitting upright next to me, the smooth fabric of his pajama pants against my arm.
I cupped the back of Cody’s head, holding him closer as he thoroughly explored my mouth. Instinctively, I rolled toward him, but without breaking the kiss, he gently pushed me flat again. Aaron’s fingers glided up my arm, slipping under the thin strap of the babydoll nightie.
“This looks so damn good on you,” he said huskily.
Cody relinquished me, and I blinked, trying to get my wits about me. Diego was at my feet, which was a little disconcerting since all I had on was the nearly see-through nightie and extremely small panties. Yes, we’d had an extremely intimate encounter yesterday, but we’d been fully clothed.
“Thank you,” I said. “For getting it for me. It’s beautiful.” The bra cups were made of silver mesh with threads of pink running through them. The part that hung down, flowing around my hips was sheer. It was open in the front, and the whole thing was held together by a ribbon tied into a bow below my breasts.
Aaron smiled, looking down at me. “Agreed.”
“I can’t believe you guys went shopping for all this yesterday.” I included Diego in my words. They’d really done a lot. All the bath products, plus flowers, lingerie, and candles.
Diego’s fingers glided along my bare leg, sending shivers along my skin. Amusement crossed his face. “I can’t believe you went bowling against the pro, yesterday.”
I laughed softly, smiling at Cody. “Me either.”
My fingers traced along the lace edge of the nightie. “Did you actually go to a lingerie store or…“
As my words trailed off, Diego took my foot in his hands, kneading gently, and it felt so good that my words trailed off. “Do you really want to talk about shopping right now?” he asked.
“No.” My voice was a little hoarse.
“Good.” His thumbs dug into the arch of my foot, and I moaned. “Although I will say that’s not all that we bought yesterday.”
Before I could wonder too much about that, Aaron moved in. His hand slid under my head, fisting a handful of hair. His lips met mine, and his other hand pressed against my bare stomach, where the two sides of the nightie had separated. Cody moved back, giving him room, but I reached blindly for him and caught his hand, not wanting him to get too far away. Diego was out of reach, but he’d switched to working his magic on my other foot, and there was no way I wanted him to stop that.
My back arched as Aaron’s kiss deepened. Then, with his hand still tangled in my hair, he tilted my head back. Very gently, he bit down on my earlobe, and I squirmed from the pleasurable but slightly tickling sensation.
Then Cody nuzzled my neck on the other side. They were almost mirror images. Aaron’s mouth was on one side of my neck and Cody’s mouth was on the other. A shiver shot through me, and I think my toes must have flexed because Diego chuckled—a rich, sexy sound that somehow reminded me of being pressed up against the wall yesterday.
I still couldn’t believe we’d done that at a restaurant, but then again, I couldn’t believe we were doing this now either.
But I was so glad we were.
Cody’s hand slid down my body, brushing lightly across my breast and making my back arch again. He didn’t stop there, though. Those nimble fingers, fingers that could make a piano sing, glided past my hip to my thigh. His fingers slid between my legs, and he grasped my thigh, pulling it toward him. My pulse quickened as he spread my legs, which he knew turned me on, but it also freaked me out a little because Diego was down at the base of the bed.
He must have noticed the panicked glance I threw his way.
“It’s okay, Mia.” Diego crawled forward, and without letting myself dwell on it too much, I spread my legs wider, giving him space.
