Page 20 of Only for Tonight
For a long moment, there’s just the sound of our breathing in the quiet room. The city lights cast shadows across the bed, and I’m surrounded by warm bodies and satisfied sighs.
Then Luca grins, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. “So. Same time tomorrow?”
I laugh, the sound breathless and satisfied. “We haven’t even made it through tonight yet.”
“Fair point,” James says, his fingers tracing idle patterns on my hip. “Though I believe Leo still has unfinished business.”
Leo’s eyes meet mine across the room, dark and promising. “Oh, I definitely do, sweetheart. But let’s give you a minute to catch your breath first. Can’t have you passing out on me.”
“Or ten minutes,” I mutter.
He laughs, standing to clean himself up. “However long you need, sweetheart. We’ve got all night.”
And as they hold me. I realize I never want this night to end.
Leo returns from cleaning up, and the bed dips as he slides in behind Luca.
“Move over, mate,” Leo says, nudging him.
“Oi, I was here first,” Luca protests, but he's grinning as he shifts to make room.
Leo settles behind me, pulling me back against his chest. James is in front of me, close enough that I can feel his breath. Now I'm completely surrounded. Leo's chest warm and solid at my back, James's grey eyes watching me in the dim light, and Luca's hand resting on my thigh from where he's settled beside Leo.
“Still touching her,” Luca says smugly. “Can't get rid of me that easily.”
Leo chuckles against my hair. “Wouldn't dream of it, mate.”
“Water,” James says softly, and suddenly there’s a glass at my lips. Cool and perfect. I didn’t even realize how thirsty I was until the first sip.
“Good girl,” Leo murmurs against my hair, and the praise makes me shiver despite my exhaustion.
Good girl. God, why does that affect me so much?
“How are you really feeling?” Luca asks, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my thigh. “Any soreness? Anything uncomfortable?”
I take stock. My thighs ache. There’s a pleasant soreness between my legs. My lips feel swollen from all the kissing. But it’s all good. All perfect.
“I’m good. Really good. Just... thoroughly used.”
“In the best way?” Leo’s voice rumbles against my back.
“In the absolute best way.”
James’s hand finds mine, lacing our fingers together. “You were extraordinary, love. Truly.”
“So responsive,” Luca adds. “So fucking perfect.”
Leo’s arm drapes over my waist, possessive and warm. “You exceeded every fantasy I had about tonight, sweetheart. And I had a lot of them.”
I laugh, the sound tired but happy. “I still can’t believe this is real.”
“It’s real,” James says, squeezing my hand. “You’re here. We’re here. This happened.”
“Best night of my life,” I whisper.
Luca shifts, propping himself up on one elbow to look at me. “Are you cold? Do you need anything? A blanket? A shower?”
“I’m perfect right here.”
