Page 43 of Jalen & Colby

Suddenly, intimidated doesn’t even cover it. I’ve only had sex a few times, and it was all pretty disappointing. I wasn’t even sure if I enjoyed it all that much. If I couldn’t please one man, how the hell am I going to satisfytwo?

“Hey,” Andreas says, rubbing my back in that perfect way he does. “Sweetheart, we don’t have to do anything at all tonight. I don’t want you worrying. This is supposed to be fun. I know it’s all brand new and we’ve moved pretty fast with everything.”

I take a couple of breaths and see the kindness in both his and Jalen’s eyes. It helps me relax and recall Jalen’s words. “Jay Jay?” I say.

He nods. “I’m right here.”

“I’m…little baby Coco, yeah?”

He nods again. “If you want to be, of course.”

I inhale a few more breaths. “Daddy and Jay Jay take care of baby Coco?” I utter. I feel like I’m almost dizzy. Like I’m sort of slipping away. I can hear my heartbeat so loudly in my ears and I’m hyperaware of the way both my partners are touching me. It’s not bad…not at all. It’s just different.

“We’ll take care of everything, sweet one,” Andreas assures me. “How about we get these coats off and then go to Daddy’s bed for a snuggle? We can see how we feel then, okay?”

I feel myself relax, a smile slipping onto my face. “That sounds nice, Daddy,” I murmur.

He kisses my forehead. “Good boy.”

Jalen is grinning like an excitable kid as he pulls my gloves off and unzips my coat. Andreas pushes it off my shoulders, then kneels down and starts undoing my shoelaces.

“Oh,” I say as something hits me in my chest that I wasn’t expecting. Why does that feel more intimate than any sex I’ve ever had?

I look at Jalen and realize he’s pulling off his own gloves. I scowl. That won’t do. We have to take care of each other. He loves me, and I love him. So I reach out and tug the zipper on his coat.

“Coco do it,” I say stubbornly.

Jalen laughs and sneaks a little peck on my lips. “Thank you, Coco,” he says warmly.

Andreas helps him with his shoes as well, but he gets his own coat off before we can do anything to assist. I slip my hand against his, and so does Jalen. He looks at us like he’s won the lottery.

“Hey, boys,” he says softly.

“Hey, Daddy,” we say in a little chorus of two. It’s beautiful music to my ears.

We tug on his hands and start leading him upstairs to his bedroom. It’s a little awkward on the steps, but we manage it. When we enter, the bedroom is dark, but Andreas switches on a bedside lamp so we’re softly illuminated. The shadows make me feel safer. Braver.

It might be warmer inside, but despite the layers we had on, we’re still chilled to the bone from standing on the beach for so long. Andreas yanks back the duvet and we all slip under the covers, still fully dressed, with him in the middle. His body feelsamazingas he pulls us tightly to crowd either side of him. He’s so big and strong, and he smells like salt air and spices.

He takes turns kissing us while Jalen and I hold hands across his stomach. We’re heating up nicely under the covers, and my heartbeat is racing. This is alreadysomuch better than the sex I had before with those random guys. I think the big difference is that I didn’t know them. Whereas Jalen is my best friend in the whole wide world, and no one has even taken care of me the way Andreas has these past few weeks. Maybe to me someone can’t just look sexy for me to be attractive. I need to know their souls as well.

Jalen and Andreas have heavenly souls, I decide. Like angels.

I wriggle, and Andreas laughs at me. “What is it, little one?”

“I, um, feel, um…”

Jalen laughs too and kisses me right in front of Andreas’s face. “Are you feeling sexy, little baby? Do you want us to touch you?”

I might have realized something about what turns me on, but that doesn’t make me any less experienced in this moment. I feel my cheeks flame, and I hide my face against Andreas’s neck with a whimper. Both my partners hug me and murmur nice words.

“It’s okay to want that, sweetheart,” Andreas says, his voice like syrup. “I want that too.”

“For us to touch you?” I say, lifting my head.

For some reason, that doesn’t seem quite as scary, even though I was always terrified of doing anything with the guys I slept with in the past. But I didn’t know them. I was afraid they’d tell me off for doing it wrong. Andreas would never,everdo that. More than that, I suddenly really want to make him feel good. I want to show him how much I like him and how much he means to me.

“I meant that I want to touch you, baby boy,” Andreas says with a crooked eyebrow. “But, uh, I guess you’ve got a different idea?”

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