by Marla Monroe
“As for how you feel about trusting us?” Amos began. “That’s going to be something you’ve got to work out yourself. All we can do is give you our word of honor that we won’t be looking around, much less browsing other women. You’re who we want. You’re the only woman we’ve dated since we returned to town nearly two years ago.”
“You didn’t date anyone else after we broke up?” Dee asked, her eyes widening.
“No. You’re the woman we want. You’re the answer to our prayers and we’d decided in the very beginning that we weren’t going to give up unless you told us, with enough emotion to prove it, that you didn’t love us or care about us that way.” Andy looked across Dee’s head at him, pain and worry darkening his eyes.
Amos was just as worried. Without her trusting them, the relationship was off to a rocky start. There had to be trust and since they’d screwed up, her faith in trust was shaken.
“I—I don’t know what to say. I thought you’d been dating and that made it that much harder to believe that you really cared that much for me in the first place. I never dreamed you wouldn’t at least go out some.” Dee still had a stunned expression on her face when she walked over to the couch and sat down. She clasped her hands together, staring down at them.
Andy walked over and sat next to her. Amos thought about it, but decided to wait and let his brother talk to her before he sat on the other side of her. He didn’t want to crowd her while she was thinking about something this important to all of them.
“Dee. Look at me, honey.” Andy took her clasped hands in his. “We really are that serious about you. I don’t think you really understood that from the very beginning. I’m not sure why when we told you all the time how much we loved being with you and were always trying to get you to go places with us.”
“I guess it was because I’d had a crush on you back in high school and when you moved off to go to college, I realized that I wasn’t your type and moved on. It hurt and I didn’t want to see you with other women, so I went to a different college. Then you moved back to town over twenty years later and almost immediately asked me out. I thought I was more along the lines of a comfortable friend to spend time with until you found someone you wanted to date.”
When Amos stepped over and started speak, Dee shook her head to interrupt him. It was obvious that she had more to say, and though he really wanted to put all of this out of her mind, he realized she needed to put how she’d felt into words.
“It had been so long, guys. I would have thought that if you had wanted me, you wouldn’t have waited around to come back,” she said.
Amos could see his twin’s lips thinning at her statement. His brother was blaming himself again. He’d been the one to veto moving back home right away. Now he was regretting that and kicking himself because of it.
He couldn’t let Andy say that was his fault. It wasn’t really. They’d needed the time away to set up their clientele and earn a name in tax accounting before they’d moved back to where under normal circumstance, not many people would seriously need them. Sure, they could have returned ten years earlier. Maybe even fifteen years earlier, but the fact was, they hadn’t. They’d assumed after five years, then ten years that their Dee Dee would already be settled down with a family by then.
“When you didn’t go to college where we were, we thought you either didn’t care about us that way, or you wanted the classes the other college had to offer for your career focus. You’d always said you were going to be a forensic accountant and State had the best accounting department around.”
Andy added, “We took an extra year to get a double major and when we talked to friends here at home, they made us think that you were dating someone steady and it looked serious.”
“Dating someone? Seriously dating someone? I’m not sure who you talked to, but I haven’t dated anyone more than a half a dozen times. Normally one or two dates were enough for me to know I wasn’t interested.” Dee frowned and shook her head. “At first I wasn’t interested in anything outside of settling down with someone. Then, when I realized I wasn’t finding that, I went out more with someone I liked spending time with but always put a stop to it when I realized they were getting a little too serious. It wasn’t fair to them to let them think I was thinking along the same lines.”
“I guess we should have listened more to Mom and Dad than some of our friends. They kept telling us you weren’t serious about anyone. I think I let my hurt feelings get in the way,” Andy told her.
Amos wanted to slap him over the head. His idiot brother couldn’t stop beating himself up over everything dealing with Dee. If anyone was to blame for what all had happened, it was him. He was the one who gave in to Carol first. He was the one to pull Andy into it.
“I guess we all have a little trouble with letting our pride get in the way,” Dee admitted. She sighed and looked up at Amos.
When she patted the cushion next to her, he lost no time in sitting down. She put one hand on each of their thighs and sighed again. This one sounded deeper and more serious than the last one had.
“I love you both. I think I always have but had talked myself into believing it had only been a teenage crush. In all these years, I never forgot about you and wished things had been different.” Dee’s face turned a bright pink and she licked her lips before continuing. “I might as well admit that most of my, um, fantasies had the two of you in them.”
Amos couldn’t stop the chuckle that burst from deep in his belly. She’d had sexy fantasies about them. Nothing else could have thrilled him more. It gave him hope that things would work out.
“Really? I want to hear all about these dirty little thoughts you’ve had,” he said in a teasing voice.
“Amos. I’m sure they weren’t dirty. There’s nothing dirty about anything we do together.” Andy sounded angry with him. When he looked over it was to see the censure in his eyes.
“Actually,” Dee began. “They were a little dirty. Maybe even nasty.”
“I’m liking the sound of that even more. Want to share them with us, baby girl?” he asked.
“Um, maybe later. I don’t think I can talk about them right now.” She waved her hands to encompass the room. “Maybe when we’re not trying to have a serious discussion.”
“I’m all for finishing this serious discussion and moving to not so serious things,” Amos told her, wagging his eyebrows at her.
Her soft giggle was music to his ears. If she was playing and smiling some, then things weren’t as bleak as he’d earlier thought.
“Dee? What are you thinking? Are you ready to commit to us?” Andy asked then hurried on when she lifted her brows. “I’m not talking about getting married right away. I’m talking about making love, honey.”
“We don’t have to, baby girl. We can go slow and move toward that as you’re comfortable. I have to tell you though, there’s nothing I want more than to lick and kiss every inch of your hot body and sink my dick as deep inside of your sweet pussy as I can manage.” Andy grinned down at her then kissed her on the nose. “You’ve got the reins from here on out. We’ll follow your lead.”
“No pressure. No secrets. We talk about everything and stop immediately if any of us have questions or are worried about something. Deal?” Andy asked.
Dee looked at Amos then turned to Andy and nodded. He could feel her hand fidgeting where it still lay on his thigh. She was nervous about whatever was churning in her head. Was she still considering taking the next step and going to bed with them?
God I want her so bad I could scream. My cock gets hard just thinking about her. Being around her makes it five times worse. I can’t wait to taste her and hear her begging for release when Andy and I start making love to her.
Dee relaxed between them and Amos hadn’t even realized she’d been that stiff and tense. He wanted to give her a nice long massage to loosen her up even more. He’d warm up some lotion and spread it all over her body, making damn sure to relax every muscle that still fe
lt tense. He wanted her so relaxed that when they started stimulating her they’d know it was all them she felt.
Amos groaned out loud when Dee leaned in and kissed him, taking the first step. The soft butterfly kiss against his lips affected him so deeply that he had to curl his hands together so as not to grab for her.
She pulled back, dropping her eyes, then turned and lifted her face to his brother. Andy hesitated but slowly lowered his head and let her kiss him on her own terms. Seeing her brush her lips just as softly across Andy’s lips cemented in Amos’ heart that she was committing to them. He wanted the words so badly, but would settle for this first step if that was what it took.
Andy let her lead, then slowly took over the kiss from their Dee. Amos waited for her to pull back, but when she didn’t his heart soared. He touched her shoulder, pulling her hair back and kissed her there while Andy sipped at her lips. Their combined touches seemed to calm her at first, but after a few seconds, Dee moved restlessly between them.
Amos heard his brother groan against Dee’s mouth, the sound echoing his own feelings perfectly. He nibbled behind her ear and down her neck, enjoying how she made little purring noises. When she pulled away from Andy, her eyes had gone dark and her lids to half-mast.
“I need to know that you are both mine, just as much as I’m yours.” Dee looked from Andy back to him. “I need you both to make love to me. I’m ready.”
Chapter Ten
Dee wasn’t sure where she got the courage to get that out, but it came from her heart. She wanted them and wanted them to be all hers just like she’d be all theirs. She was under no illusions though. She knew there were going to be times she faced doubt and would worry when she couldn’t immediately get in touch with them, but they’d work through it. Just like they’d work through any issues they developed relating to her. One thing she would make sure to work on was nipping in the bud any come-ons she got from other men.
Both men stared at her for all of two seconds before Amos jumped up and reached down to pull her to her feet. Andy stood up and turned her to face his brother. The next thing she knew, they’d squeezed her between them and Amos claimed her lips while Andy buried his face against her neck, growling against her skin.
“God how I want you, Dee. I’ve dreamed about holding you in my arms and watching you come apart while Amos eats all the honey from your pussy.” Andy nipped her shoulder before licking the spot and moving farther up her neck.
“I bet you taste sweet and spicy, baby girl. I’m never going to get enough of you. I would die a happy man if I could have you for dessert every night,” Amos told her.
“We’re going to make you feel so good, you’ll never think about another man. We’ll love you so good that just thinking about it will make you come all over again,” Andy promised.
“Oh, God. I’m already so turned on and you haven’t done anything yet,” Dee managed to get out before Amos took possession of her lips once more.
His mouth tasted of wine and tomato sauce as he licked every inch of the inside of her mouth with his tongue. She ran hers back alongside his and gasped when he sucked it deeper into his mouth. Nothing had ever felt this intimate before. They’d kissed her before they’d broken up, but never this deeply and never with this much desperation. Dee could feel it all the way to her bones. Amos seemed almost frantic to touch every part of her from inside her mouth.
“My turn, brother. We have the rest of our lives to try and sate ourselves with her kisses.” Andy all but pulled her away from Amos to nip at her lips and run his tongue around them before sucking her bottom lip into his mouth.
“You taste so damn good, Dee. I want to kiss every inch of your body, but we need to move this to the bedroom first. I refuse to let our first time be anywhere but our bed. We can test every square inch of this place later.” Andy started to pick her up, but Amos beat him to it.
“Wait,” she began.
“Do you need more time, honey?” Andy asked though it clearly pained him to ask.
“No! I’m too heavy for you to carry me like this.” Horror poured through her veins at the thought of him hurting himself or even dropping her. She wasn’t a small woman by any means.
“Nonsense, babe. You’re perfect. I’m not some wimp who can’t carry his own weight. Just hold on and whisper dirty things in my ear.” Amos squeezed her against his body then strode down the hall past the office and the other entrance to the large eat in kitchen. Where were they going? She’d never been back there before. At least it wasn’t up a flight of stairs.
“Where are we going?” Dee asked just as they reached a set of double doors.
“To our rooms,” Andy told her.
“I thought your rooms were upstairs with the other two bedrooms,” she said completely confused.
She’d been inside their house several times when they’d begun seeing each other. She knew their bedrooms where upstairs along with two spare bedrooms. It was upstairs in Amos’s room that she’d walked in on the two men with Carol.
Stop it. I can’t keep thinking about that. It’s all in the past and they said they didn’t actually have sex. I believe them.
“This one is for the three of us. Neither of us wanted to use the master suite until we had you here between us. It’s been waiting for you for nearly two years, honey,” Andy told her then opened the double doors so that Amos could walk inside.
Dee had to swallow before she could even speak when she saw the room. It was amazing. Dark hardwood floors polished to a high gloss that reflected the myriad colors. They’d had the walls painted a rich gold that complimented the warm orange coverings on the bed and the plantation shutters that matched the floors. They were open at the top of the tall windows, but closed on the bottoms ones.
When Andy had said “rooms,” he’d meant it. The bedroom seemed huge to her with a sitting room off to one side that had a very cozy-looking couch with a massive flat screen mounted on the wall in front of it. An orange-and-gold rug covered all but a foot of space along the three walls. She had to admit it would be nice to sit there on a cool winter’s night.
On one side of the bed was a cozy gas fireplace. On the other side were two doors she assumed led to the closets. Across the room next to the sitting area were French doors leading outside. Amos eased her down until she had her feet firmly planted on the floor. Without waiting, Dee hurried over to the doors and opened them. An enclosed patio with a small dipping pool and lounge chairs had her mouth dropping open in surprise.
“This is amazing! I never would have known this was here just by looking at the house. I love it!” she whispered. She frowned and turned back to the bedroom. “Where is the bathroom or is there only one closet?”
“Follow me, princess,” Andy said with a broad smile.
He opened one of the doors she’d assumed where both closets and urged her to go in. Inside lay two different rooms divided by a single wall. It was obvious to her by the size that the left side would be a woman’s since it had every built-in a woman might dream about. There were shoe shelves, sweater boxes, and drawers galore. There was even a built in jewelry box with what looked like a small safe built in beneath it. In the center of the room was a padded bench and a comfortable-looking club chair. The crowing jewel of it all was the tri-fold mirror.
“Oh, my, God!” Dee didn’t know what to say. Being speechless wasn’t something she was used to, but the closet was something even some rich women didn’t have.
“If it’s not large enough, Dee Dee, you can have our side and we’ll use one of the closets upstairs,” Amos said in all seriousness.
“Are you kidding? I don’t have enough clothes to fill even a third of this one. It’s freaking amazing!”
Andy chuckled. “If we’d known all it would take to put a smile that wide on your face was a designer closet, we’d have shown this to you last year.”
Dee sobered. She wasn’t materialistic by any means, but damn! She could still appreciate it and enjoy it. She was a w
oman.
Curious, Dee walked around the wall to view their side. It was smaller, but still had small luxuries a man would appreciate like the wall full of nothing but drawers and the divided hanging space for pants and shirts. Shaking her head she looked at both men in wonder.
“I can’t believe it. It’s absolutely wonderful. Both sides!” she said. “But where is the bathroom?”
Amos laughed and grabbing her hand, he led her out of the closet and to the other door she’d thought led to one of two closets. Instead of a closet, a spa-like bathroom greeted her. Amos all but shoved her inside the room to take in the massive soaking tub large enough for the three of them and a built-in stone-and-glass shower that they could hold a party in if they wanted. It had multiple showerheads and handheld showers as well as a long bench and several open indentions in the stone walls to hold shampoo bottles and cloths. She felt her face heat up as she imagined using some of them to hold on to while one of the men fucked her from behind. When that vision faded, leaving her breathless, another vision of her bending over the bench sucking Andy’s cock.
“Hey, Dee Dee. Are you okay? Is it too much?” Amos’s face swam into view and the ringing in her ears softened.
“I’m okay. I’m just overwhelmed. It’s amazing. The three-sink vanity and the towel warmers don’t even seem all that out of place when you see the rest of it,” she told them.
“Did you notice the gas fireplace over there?” Amos asked, pointing out what she’d missed across from the soaking tub.
“Good Lord!”
It was all she could think to say. Had she died and gone to heaven? It was the only thing she could think of that would bring to life every woman’s fantasy of a bedroom suite.
“I think I need to sit down before I fall down. I don’t think I could have dreamed up something this decadent if I’d tried,” she admitted.
