Katy
I felt like I was floating in a dream, stuck between these two men who had unraveled me in ways I’d never imagined.
Jack’s eyes met mine, softer now, a contrast to the raw intensity of before. He pulled me gently toward him, his voice warm and calm. “Come here, let’s take it slow now.”
I nodded, my body thoroughly spent spent aching but still craving their touch. Jack sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me on top of his lap so I was straddling him. He cupped my face, lifting my chin up and kissed me, his lips soft but hungry. I melted into him and rested my body against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart.
“You’ve been so good,” he murmured against my lips, sliding his hands down to my waist to pull me closer. “You okay with more?”
“Yeah,” I whispered, my voice tire
