Lots of Naughty & A Little Nice - Leigh Lennon Page 0,10

we always say we’ll watch a movie, but it’s only a pretense to fuck you.”

His touch connects with me. It’s immediate, and I let out a long moan. “Is that what we do?”

I hate to be touched, so I knew it was something special with Knox when I craved his hands on mine. And it was more evident when I took charge of our sex life.

“Yeah, hon, it’s what we do.” His stroke begins at the base of my cock.

I move his face to mine as an idea forms in my head. “And what would you say if I wanted to imagine the sweet and sexy Avery between us right now?”

At the suggestion, his free hand moves to his cock and begins to rub in slow, lazy strokes.

“I’d say,” he begins, “you should imagine that my attention on you is her pussy while I pretend my hand on my erection is her mouth.”

We’re two men with a large sexual appetite. It never surprises me what sort of filthy smut comes from our lips, especially on the preamble of sex.

“If your hand is her pussy, I’d say it needs to be wet.” I lean over just enough to grab the lube from the end table.

“You’re shy around others, but what the hell would others think if they knew how fucking kinky you were?”

“But, Knox Glacier, you’re the one who brings it out in me.” I squeeze a generous portion of lube on his fingers, and with the increase in his speed, my eyes roll back in my head, my orgasm building quicker and quicker.

“Ro, I love you so much. Fuck, I love you.”

Upon his declaration, I come. I take over for him even though I still see stars from the hand job he’d just blown my mind with. It’s not long until he follows suit, and we’re a sticky mess, but the idea of our muse remains on our minds all night.

4

Avery

I know very little about my new neighbors. But to say I’m enamored by them is an understatement as my attention is on their home. I’m shameless, and I find every excuse to be outside on this crisp snowy morning to catch a glimpse of them.

My little sister broke curfew last night, but I’ve let her think she’s snuck one over on me until she wakes up and I’m able to break the news that she’s caught. I was up, having heard her keys jingle in the door at two in the morning.

I can only justify being outside for so long as I pull my beanie cap farther down to cover my ears. I’ve already emptied all the boxes in my garage, and now I’m simply staring at the cute Tudor next door.

Standing in the middle of my front yard, I take stock of the bushes and trees that frame my house. It’s a lovely landscape, especially with the fresh layer of the wintery wonderland, and I can’t wait until the spring when I’m able to see the yard in full bloom. I won’t be able to make a plan until I examine all the perennials that return. But I’m giddy for the chance to really get my hands dirty and make the yard more mine.

“Good morning, neighbor.” After two days with this man, I already know the distinct difference between his tone and his sexy boyfriend’s. My stare catches his when Knox’s voice gains my attention. But then my gaze falls on Rowan’s when his tall frame envelops his man.

Why does my heart beat differently for these men, neither of whom are available? They cross their lawn and my driveway as I attempt to appear aloof at the idea of them coming to greet me.

I keep my focus trained on the house but shift my concentration to them when they approach. “Morning, gentlemen.” My cheery, almost neutral expression hides the little zings shooting through my body.

“What in the world are you doing out here?” Knox asks, pointing at the front of the house and my apparent fake attention on it, then shoving his hands into his heavy jacket.

“I’m trying to imagine what the yard will look like in the spring. And any changes I’d like to make. But I can’t envision it now.”

“It’s beautiful. Just wait,” Rowan explains, and as quickly as he says something, he quiets.

I don’t want them to leave. Their presence is so welcomed.

“Hey, I was thinking. Since you both came to my rescue last night, helping me with some of the heavier boxes, I’d like