Lydia's Twin Temptation(Divine Creek Ranch 8)(70)

“You haven’t been with any women in the interim, since your doctor’s appointments?”

They both shook their heads, and Chance replied, “Too busy.” Chance went in the office and returned a few seconds later and handed her paperwork. It must have occurred to him that she might like to see the proof because he’d already had it handy.

Their willingness to use condoms, despite having proof of their excellent health, meant a great deal to her. What would it feel like to go without? In the years since she’d become sexually active in her early twenties, she’d always used condoms and didn’t know what it was like to go without. Being on the pill hadn’t kept her from protecting herself in every way she could, but the sexual relationships she’d been involved in hadn’t lasted and now she was glad. Finally, she’d found somebody—two somebodies—with whom she wanted to experience sex without barriers.

Coming to a decision, Lydia said, “No condoms.”

Chance smiled but said, “You sure, baby? We don’t mind.”

She replied, “Since I can’t provide proof of my good health, if you want to use them I don’t mind.”

Clayton frowned and shook his head. “We believe you, Lydia. If you say you’re clean, we know you well enough to trust you. How long has it been for you?”

Heat filled her cheeks because she didn’t want to be reminded of the loser she’d dated during her time in Austin. After catching him cheating on her in his car with one of her classmates she’d broken it off and gone straight to a clinic to be checked and tested for STDs. She’d sworn off men for the rest of her time in Austin and had been too busy with school and then work after she’d moved to Fort Stockton. “About two years.”

Chance and Clayton both seemed a little surprised but also pleased.

“Will you both make love to me tonight?” she asked, wanting to move forward from the memory of that betrayal into something more positive.

Clayton replied, “Gladly, Lydi.” He closed his eyes for a few seconds and loosed a relieved-sounding sigh.

Lydia looked from one pair of intense blue eyes to another, deriving a completely distinct sensation from each very different man. She could see it in their eyes. Chance was going to make gentle, passionate love to her until she exploded from the pleasure of it. Clayton would tease her and fuck her until she begged him to let her come, she’d be willing to bet money on it. They needed to know something about her first.

“Guys, I need for you to know that although I am by no means a virgin, I don’t have a lot of experience. I’ve been burned once or twice, so I’m not one to drop my panties easily. I don’t want you to be disappointed by finding that out in the heat of the moment.”

Chance said, “Baby, I’m glad you said something. We’ll take it slow. You’ve got nothing to worry about.”

“As gentle as you are with me, Chance, I wasn’t worried. I just felt that you should know. You can both teach me what you like. I almost embarrassed the three of us tonight, enjoying the way the two of you work in tandem.”

Chance chuckled as he stroked her shoulder and caressed her hair. “Baby, we haven’t even gotten started yet. That was just a warm-up.” He kissed her forehead, and his simple touch was profoundly comforting. Her heart pounded, but not with nervousness. He communicated his love with that touch and her body echoed it back to him.

A smile spread slowly across Lydia’s lips. “Well, you definitely warmed me up.”

Clayton drew near and kissed her throat as he stroked her lower back in a way that sent tendrils of heat surging to her erogenous zones. “Why don’t you go upstairs and relax for a few minutes. We’ll take care of the kitchen for you.”

“Thank you. I’ll be in the shower,” she murmured as she slid her chair back.

Her knees still wobbled slightly as she pushed her chair back in to the table. Their gazes swept over her, and she felt them as though they’d touched her. Chance and Clayton stood and began clearing the table, and she turned to leave the room. Thankfully, her weak legs carried her up the stairs and into her bedroom.

She gazed in the mirror as she slipped out of her clothing, hyperaware of the throb in her nipples and her clit. She was about to be made love to by two very virile, experienced men.

When the shower was hot enough she stepped inside and washed her hair and bathed quickly. When she shut off the water in the bathroom, she heard their deep voices as they conversed in her bedroom.

Chance asked, “Is your phone shut off? I don’t want any distractions.”

Clayton responded, “Yeah. It’s off and sitting on my nightstand.”