Page 19 of Four Stepbrothers for Christmas

He took a sip then, eyes locked onto mine, letting the moment linger, letting the innuendos hang in the air between us. "And just like a passionate evening, it leaves a lasting impression, a finish that lingers long after the initial encounter."

Taking Vinnie’s outstretched hand, I felt a shiver run up my spine, which wasn’t from the chilly evening air. With his guidance, I settled further into the bubbling water, placing myself strategically between him and Luke. The sensation of being surrounded, the heat from the water and their bodies close by, was electrifying.

I reveled in the moment, allowing myself to fully appreciate the situation. Three pairs of eyes, each radiating its own brand of intensity, fixed on me. It was thrilling, nerve-wracking, and so very new.

A breath escaped me, my attempt at steadying the fluttering sensation in my chest. But Vinnie caught on. "You okay, Becca?" His eyes, deep and concerned, searched mine.

The mix of wine, bubbling water, and adrenaline broke down any walls of restraint I had. Before I even realized what was happening, the words tumbled out."So, what's the deal with your love lives?"

So much for subtlety.

Silence. Then Archer, always one to face a challenge head-on, slid closer, his hands coming to rest gently on my knees. The warmth of his touch contrasted with the cool exterior of his demeanor. His eyes held a playful gleam. "What exactly do you want to know, Becca?"

My mind raced, trying to form a coherent response. But before I could string together any words, Luke's voice, husky and tempting, whispered directly into my ear. The sensation of his warm breath against my skin sent a flurry of shivers down my spine.

Archer grinned. “How about we answer your question with a question?”

“Sure.”

A pause.

"Do you want us?"

I nodded, barely able to find the words.“Yes. Yes, I do. All of you.” I couldn’t believe the words as they came out of my mouth. But there they were, in the open.

Luke moved over, leaning in. The feeling of his lips on the side of my neck sent shivers through me. His breath, warm and inviting, trailed down my skin, making my heart race. I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the sensation wash over me.

Vinnie's gentle touch on my chin snapped my eyes open, and he turned me toward him. His eyes searched mine for a brief moment before he leaned in. The softness of his lips took me by surprise, and I found myself leaning into the kiss. There was an unexpected tenderness to it, making it all the more intense.

Across the hot tub, Archer's mischievous grin had become serious, his eyes piercing. The sensation of his hands sliding up my legs brought me back to the present. My breathing quickened as his fingers delicately spread my legs apart. The gentle movement, combined with the depth of his gaze, held a silent question, offering me a final chance to halt things. Yet every cell in my body screamed for more, a need so profound I couldn't possibly deny it.

The only sounds were our breathing and the gentle ripple of water. It felt as if the world had stopped, the universe now revolving around this singular moment in time.

"What are we doing?" I managed to whisper, suddenly overwhelmed by the gravity of the situation. Yet even as I asked, my body instinctively leaned into their touches, craving their closeness.

"It's what you want, isn't it?" Luke whispered, his lips tracing the curve of my ear. His words were both a question and a statement, and I couldn’t find my voice.

"I... yes. But..."

"But?" Vinnie questioned softly, his fingers gently stroking my cheek.

"I don't want things to get weird between us," I admitted. "This is all so sudden, so unexpected. And I really like you guys. "

Archer's fingers paused on my thigh, his gaze never leaving mine. "Life is unexpected, Becca. Sometimes, you just have to dive in and embrace the unpredictability. All the same, if it’s too much…”

That was my cue to end things, if I wanted to. The men desired me like mad, but they were gentlemanly enough to give me an ejection lever to pull if it was more than I could handle. But I wanted them, and there were no doubts in my mind about it.

I nodded slowly, feeling a strange sense of calm wash over me. "Okay," I whispered, letting the weight of my decision settle. “I want this.”

Luke pulled me closer, his lips seeking mine. The gentle caress of Vinnie's fingers and the warmth of Archer's touch combined to send my senses into overdrive.

Time seemed to stretch, moments blending seamlessly into one another. Everything else faded away as I lost myself in the intoxicating dance of lips, hands, and whispered promises.

The sensations were overwhelming. The cool night air seemed almost biting against my skin, especially in contrast to the heated water of the hot tub. Steam rose gently, drifting into the night sky, wrapping around us like a soft veil. I could barely process the whirlwind of emotions coursing through me; each touch, each look exchanged with the men, heightened the sensations.

Luke's lips lingered on the side of my neck, fingers danced along my collarbone, leaving trails of tingling warmth. Vinnie was on my other side, his touch a grounding presence. He turned my chin gently, our eyes meeting in a silent promise. His lips met mine in a tender kiss, full of a passion I hadn't experienced in so long. His hand moved underneath my top, taking hold of my breast and teasing my nipple. I reached under the water and took hold of his hard length, sighing at the sensation.

Archer, with his mischievous glint, had positioned himself right across from me. I could feel his gaze, intense and searching, as his hands slid slowly up my legs. Every movement was deliberate, giving me ample time to process, to decide. But there was no hesitancy in me. The desire was mutual.

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