“He touched your boobs?” Adil asked with a raised eyebrow and shot a quick glance in the direction of the bathroom. “What do you mean he touched your boobs?”
“I mean he washed me down from head to toe and then rinsed me off, but he lifted my boobs in his hand.”
“I literally lifted her breasts,” Phineas came back into the room, “she was mildly offended when I told her I needed to get the soap out of the creases, and I simply pointed out some of the creases I like most on her body.”
“Fair. Is that why you’re hard in those bottoms?” Adil lifted an eyebrow, and he worked the tank top over Juniper’s head before lowering the towel. He then squatted in front of her and pulled her shorts up and then removed the towel completely.
“I’m hard because she’s fucking gorgeous and I got to see her naked while I bathed her, but I was respectful.”
“You lifted her breasts.”
“Mostly respectful.”
“Adil are you mad at Phineas?” Juniper looked at him curiously.
“No baby girl, I’m not angry at Phineas. I’m jealous of Phineas.”
“Why?”
“He touched you and it’s something I very much want to do.”
“It is?”
“It is.”
“You can touch me.
The sound of choking coming from the door of the bedroom made three heads turn in the direction of Beni who was walking into a conversation which was growing increasingly risqué.
“Dare I ask what this conversation is about?”
“Phineas touched my boobs and Adil said he was jealous.”
“It’s really not as sexy as it sounds,” Phineas countered. “I literally lifted them while rinsing her body of soapy residue.”
“You did say things could get trapped in my creases and someday you hoped it would be your tongue or your cock.”
“Jesus Christ, Phineas,” Beni groaned as he punched the door frame.
“I wasn’t lying.” He looked at Adil, “did you bring him a change of clothes?”
“I did,” he waved to the walk-in closet. “I left them in there for you.”
“Thanks. No touching her boobs.” He waved his fingers around the room at the other two men. “She’s drunk and cannot consent.”
“I’m not too drunk!” she protested.
“Juniper, I will carry you down the hall and put you in with Suki and lock the three of us in here without you if you can’t behave.”
“Beni!”
“He likes rules, sweetheart,” Phineas took her wet towels into the bathroom and came back carrying a hair dryer. “Let’s get your hair dried before bed. There is no way in hell you’re sleeping with me and wet hair all over my chest when you cuddle up on it.”
She blinked at the bold statement. “You think I’m going to sleep on your chest?”
“I know you will.”
“What if it’s Beni’s chest or Adil’s? Huh?”
“Someone gets very sassy when she’s intoxicated,” Phineas made eyes at Adil while Beni walked to the closet shaking his head.
“What? It’s a valid question.”
“Here’s the thing, sweetheart,” Phineas plugged the hairdryer into the wall and turned to face her, “when we were six, we decided amongst the three of us, who was going to be the leader of our team. Granted it was for the spelling bee, but they both decided I was the bossiest, so I was the boss. In middle school, we joined the swim team because we were skinny little rich boys with nothing better to do than swim and science fair. Adil always won science fair by the way, but we’re convinced his parents paid off the judges because my volcanoes were always superior.”
“Your volcano put tomato sauce on the roof of the gymnasium, and I bet if we went to the school today, it’s still there. Your eruption was catastrophic.”
Operation Sandcastle – Part I,
“Regardless,” Phineas made wide eyes at Adil, “on swim team I was the boss. I was the boss when in ninth grade we joined debate club. I was the boss when we were in eleventh grade when we decided to start up our own company for our senior year project and began planning it then. I was the boss when we backpacked around Europe the summer we graduated. I was the boss when we decided to insist we get a shared dorm room with only the three of us.” He shrugged, “I’m the boss.”
“It’s because he has more money than us,” Beni said as he came back into the room. “Well, that and he’s a natural born leader, taller than both of us by several inches figuratively and literally and most importantly, I was incredibly shy, nervous and terrified of my own shadow and even now when I go to court, I pretend I’m him so I can be bolder than my usual personality.”
“I’m the same,” Adil shrugged. “My parents wanted a cutthroat investor for a child and I’m more of a behind the scenes, sneaky son of a bitch. We were forced in tenth grade to be part of the drama team because we got caught doing something we shouldn’t have and while Phineas ended up the male lead in the production,”
“I got to kiss Joelle Peters,” he gave a happy smile at the memory as he turned the hair dryer to a low setting and began waving it over her hair.
“And I found out how much I love hiding in the shadows pulling strings to make my buddies look good.” Adil grinned.
Her eyes were focused on Beni as he moved within her line of sight and her breath caught. He was as muscular and toned as Phineas and Adil and he too was covered in tattoos. Her eyes drifted to the pajama bottoms and Suki’s earlier comment about him not wearing underwear reemerged in her brain. She needed to look elsewhere because he definitely wasn’t wearing anything, and it was clear his length was hanging down the inside of his thigh. Her eyes drifted to Phineas standing right in front of her and she realized his underwear were also not under his pjs. They flicked next to Adil and same thing. She was going to crawl into a bed with three men who were all commando under their pajamas and all equally, devastatingly endowed. A crazy vision of her kneeled between them filled her brain and she almost smacked her own face to make it go away.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.