Page 28 of Sex, Lies, & Techy Guys (Love on the Sunshine Coast)

“That was hardly an argument. I ate it,” Kyle clarifies.

“I know. You’re such a sweetie.” She taps his nose but he grabs her finger and guides her to straddle him.

“I think we need to have makeup sex,” Kyle awkwardly proposes as his lips find hers.

I’m shocked. He’s never been this distracted from work. I honestly don’t know if it’s a good or bad thing for our business, but it’s the right thing for our relationship.

We slowly strip Penny’s clothes, baring her precious gifts. First her belly then her breasts. Then with minor shuffling, we get her panties off and expose her sweet pussy. I slide my fingers into her sex while Kyle sucks on her breast. She’s already wet and my dick’s hard.

Adrenaline courses through me at having seen the fear in her eyes that she might be done with us. Then the sensitivity of her reveal as she gave us a story that she hadn’t given anyone else.

She let go of her past for us.

She may not be ready to fly to The Maldives yet, but we’ll get her there.

CHAPTER 13

kyle

The morning starts perfectly with Penny tangled between us. We slept in after a night of love-making. Pseudo-make-up sex after we came clean about our jobs. It was so incredible, I had to wonder if makeup sex is the reason why some couples fight a lot.

As I rub the sleep from my eyes, and her scent lingers on my fingers, all thoughts turn to how many orgasms she had. First on my fingers then Lance’s mouth, then each of our cocks, and a few other times but those are the most memorable from last night. Does she understand how much we cherish her?

I’m surprised that her alarm hasn’t gone off. She’s so adamant about cooking for us, even though we’ve offered to have food delivered to give her a break. She loves cooking, though.

Aside from her delicious food, I take humor in her selection of aprons. Especially the days she wears nothing under them.

Running a bed and breakfast truly is the perfect job for her, except maybe for being a mother. Someday, when she’s able to let down her walls and let us give her babies, she can do all the same tasks for our children, without worrying about running a website or unlocking the door before the next guests arrive.

This morning I’m going to insist she let me pick up breakfast. I have to run to the office supply store to grab an extra thumb drive that I convinced Tony was safer than relying on the cloud, and since my mouse is getting glitchy, it’s time for a new one.

Penny stirs and pulls the sheet up to her chin, snuggling closer to Lance as I slide out of bed.

“What time is it?” Her voice is groggy.

“I don’t know, but you stay here. I’m picking breakfast up today.”

The sheets rustle behind me as I throw sweats and a t-shirt on.

Her voice takes on clarity. “Oh crap, I’m sorry. My alarm didn’t go off. You don’t have to get breakfast. I have some quick and easy recipes.”

“I’m sure you do, but this morning you get to relax. My treat. I have to run a few errands anyway.”

“Ugh, I set my alarm for PM instead of AM. How many times can I possibly make that mistake?”

Yet another reason to keep us around. We can make sure she never misses anything. I turn around and smile when she flops on her back and her nipple peeks out from the top of the sheet. It’s tempting to jump back in bed. But I really do want to pick up breakfast this morning, give her a one-meal reprieve.

“Just this morning,” she relents.

A pang of jealousy knots in my gut as I leave Lance and Penny alone in bed. I don’t know how to define what we have and we haven’t set any rules. Picking up breakfast will be a trade-off. I’m doing something for her other than sex.

Storm clouds are on the horizon so I better hurry.

I’m about to get in my car when I notice the mailbox is wide open. I cross the yard and swing the box’s metal door closed, but it doesn’t seat securely. The latch is loose. Not wanting her mail to get ruined, I grab the envelopes and make a mental note to fix it for her.

I toss the letters into my satchel and hit the road.

The store is out of their wireless mouse selection, so I settle for a wired one, and grab the only thumb drive they have.

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