the last few months. I trusted them. I had private time with each of them, time when we talked about everything and nothing. Those moments belonged to us, and the guys deserved the same courtesy and respect.
Besides, the shifting we’d all been doing since Colorado seemed even more comfortable now.
“Hey,” Coop said from behind me, and I turned to find him standing in between the open doors dressed in a pair of swim trunks and nothing else. The sun gleamed off his skin and seemed to highlight his fading tan and sinewy muscle. He’d added a little bulk and tone.
The running Ian had dragged us out on had actually begun to grow on me, much to Coop’s chagrin, so we joined the guys two of three mornings, but I made sure to stay in bed with him at least a couple of times a week.
Leaning against the railing with the breeze pulling at my hair, I pushed my sunglasses up and grinned at him. “Hey.”
“You planning on changing?” Just a hint of concern in his eyes and the dip of his smile. He worried. They all did.
“Yep,” I told him as I pushed away from the railing. “Want to watch?”
Laughing, he spread his arms, and his expression lightened again. “Duh.”
Five minutes later, he’d surrendered his amusement for outright lust, and I had to admit, my nipples beaded at the way he raked his gaze over me.
“I changed my mind,” he said. “I say we stay in.”
When I’d first tried on this suit, I’d been uncertain, even as I loved the way the black bandage suit fit me. It was snug and high on my hips, with two bands of thin fabric connecting it to the top that cupped my breasts and made them look a bit bigger than they really were. It bared just as much skin as a bikini, maybe a tad less, yet it looked way sexier in my opinion. Coop’s reaction just cinched it.
Laughing, I pivoted to grab my sunglasses off the dresser, and his groan sent shivers up my spine. “You’re killing me.”
With a teasing look over my shoulder, I said, “You’ll live.”
“Mean,” he called after me as I headed out of the room. “Really mean.”
Downstairs, Jake yelled, “What’s mean?” He appeared at the bottom of the stairs, mouth open to say something, and then seemed to freeze as I descended. Oh, they definitely knew how to make me feel good about my choice. Rachel had been extremely complimentary, but this was a whole new level. “Fuck. Me.”
“Later,” I promised as I reached the next to the last step and brushed a kiss to his jaw. “Beach first.”
“Hot, right?” Coop said from above as I circled around Jake. Him in swim trunks was a good look, all hard packed muscle that rippled along his back as I trailed a finger over him. I made it three steps before Jake’s groan sounded almost as agonized as Coop’s had been. “I already called dibs,” Coop continued, and Jake laughed.
“You don’t mind sharing.”
“No, I definitely don’t,” Coop said, and as I grinned at Archie and Ian, who were both standing next to the doors leading out to the path that would take us to the beach. They had towels and looked damn good in their own swim trunks. “But I have a feeling it’s gonna be a race tonight to see who gets there first. Or our girl is going to get a hell of a workout.”
Not for the first time, it hit me that I got all four of them. They all loved me. I loved them. I got to touch them. They touched me. And while I was always aware of how attractive they were, I didn’t think about just how hot they really were until right this moment. My pussy clenched tight around the sudden feeling of emptiness, and my already beaded nipples grew almost painful.
Maybe Coop was on to something, but I’d just put on the suit. I figured we should see the beach at least once, because currently, I was considering how I could work out holding all four of them hostage. Somehow, I didn’t think it would be all that difficult.
“You look great, babe,” Archie told me as he did a little twirl with his finger, and I paused just out of arm’s reach to do a little spin. Their groans of appreciation bolstered my ego, no lie, and I grinned as I faced them, just as Jake plastered himself to my back.
“She