Chapter 14

The next morning, I smiled wider than the Cheshire Cat. My expanding sexual horizons and my adept lovers had me feeling better - and more powerful - than I ever remembered.

Unlike my previous wakeup, I got the morning nookie I craved, a quick, sweaty tag-team affair where Simon and Gene kept swapping position between my legs. But the climax was worth it, even if it left me in desperate need of a shower before I went home trailing the scent of sex after me.

I dressed in another new outfit courtesy of the guys, which I didn't argue about, given they kept destroying my clothes in their eagerness to claim me. Ain't love grand?

The brush I was using fell from suddenly numb fingers as I froze.

Love? Could it be?

I thought over how Gene and Simon made me feel, and not just in the bedroom. I mulled over the conversations we had, many of which weren't comprised of sexual innuendo. I pondered the fact that I missed them like crazy when we were apart. I couldn't deny the facts stacking up.