"Is there anything specific you want in a place, Darling?" Nicks driving me to the restaurant, his hand on my thigh. Tony is staying at the house, claiming his file and prep for the board meeting were looking to be more difficult than originally thought. I turn to Nick with a smile. "Do you think you can look for something with, like, a Jack and Jill bedroom in it? I think it would be so cute for the twins. Of course, we can use one as a nursery and the other as a guest bedroom until they are older and then we can switch it up." He smiles at me quickly before turning back to the road. We reach the restaurant, a quiet little Italian place the twins and I frequented often. I give him a quick kiss, promising to call him when I was ready, before heading inside. I see Amanda already sitting in one of the booths and I sit across from her. "Okay, give me all the details." I laugh at her. "Girl, at least let me order first." The waiter approaches our table quickly, taking our drink orde
"Of course, now go before your Uber driver leaves you." She laughs, and with a smile thrown my way she gets into the car. The car peels out of the parking lot. Nick pulls up in the spot the Uber had just been in. He jumps out of the car and rounds the front to open the door for me, his phone pressed against his ear. He smiles down at me, and I smile back. I get in quickly, not wanting to interrupt his call. It is late, nearly eight. Amanda and I had talked for hours. Of course, I left a hefty tip for the waiting staff for letting us stay without complaint. Nick closes the door after me and then rounds the car again. Taking his seat, he ends the call and throws the phone into the cupholder before turning to face me. "Hey, baby." I lean over to greet Nick with a kiss. "Hey, darling. How was dinner?" I buckle in my seat belt and he begins the drive back home, one hand going down to cup my thigh immediately. I smile down at his hand and place my own on top of his. "It was great.
I look down at Caroline with a smile. She had fallen asleep downstairs after our second movie, and we had carried her upstairs to the bedroom. It was odd, not ending the night buried inside her. At first, when she had asked us to be celibate for eight months, it had upset me for several reasons. Obviously, as a man it's difficult to go that long without sex. But the real reason, is that I thought she didn't want me anymore. I could see the way she looked at Nick, could see the way she cared for him. Loved him. She laughed with him, smiled with him. She called him pet names first. She always looked to him when she was upset. She always wanted his comfort, always wanted his support. She never needed mine. I had felt that she was only with me because she thought she needed to be in order to be with Nick. Of course, I kept this bottled up inside me. I could never tell her how I felt. But Nick had started to sense my distance. I didn't want to get in the way of them loving eac
The shower was torturous. I wanted nothing more than to get down on my knees and take Tony's cock into my mouth. It taunted me as we showered. Thick, hard. Pointed right at me. It didn't help that Antonio insisted on washing my body himself, and made sure to spend extra careful attention on my breasts. My nipples were sensitive, extremely so. The loofah rubbing on them was nearly enough to cause me to cum, especially since I knew it was Tony's hands guiding it. When it came time to washing my pussy, he handed me the loofah. "I'm not going to lie to you, Caroline. If I even get a tiny bit close to your sweet pussy I will absolutely not be able to control myself. No matter how fucking hard I would try to hold myself back." I laugh at him, the sound echoing around the bathroom, and wash myself off before turning around to face him. "You got to wash me, so it's only fair that I get to do the same to you." He let me wash his top half, taking deep breaths when I circled his own nipples
Two hours later, Nicholas and I are strolling down the walkway in an outdoor shopping plaza. One of his hands is wrapped tightly around mine, pulling me to all the different stores. The other hand is carrying three of my full shopping bags. After breakfast, I had kissed Antonio and sent him off to work. He had practically begged me to let him stay. I could tell by the brick in his pants that he was hoping I would change my mind about the ‘no sex’ rule. He wasn’t trying to convince me, he didn't even mention sex at all. But I know Antonio. I know him. I know it’s killing him even more than me. Probably even more than Nicholas. Nick knows I love him. He knows that I love both of them, and that I love them equally. But with Antonio, I can see the doubts. I can see the uncertainty. It has always been there. Always. He has never felt like he is enough for me. At first, I did not understand how the hell he could feel like that. He is so fucking gorgeous. The perfect loo
Sara Harper is the exact kind of person I envisioned the twins with. Or is it Sara Rossi? Perfect blonde hair that reaches her slim shoulders, bright blue eyes, beautiful slender body, short enough to tuck between them. Very similar to me. And yet so fucking different at the same time. The biggest difference between us? Age. She is in her early thirties, just like them. Another difference? Completely free of tattoos, at least from what was left visible from the purple long sleeve dress she is wearing. It hugs her thin waist, with buttons going all down the front of it. The dress is made of satin, reaching her mid thighs. It shows off her pretty tanned skin. She looks like the kind of woman other women would kill to look like. She looks like the kind of woman the twins would kill for. "Now, I have told you who I am, so who are you?" She crosses her arms, an eyebrow raised as she stares at me, looking like she has all the power in the world. And i feel like she does. How t
I watch as both men freeze, as though every single bone in their bodies locked up. Jaws clenched, eyes wide. Unbelieving. "Well, aren't you going to at least say hello?" Sara crosses her arms, an eyebrow raised above her bright blue eyes. They still remain silent, but I notice their breathing get heavier. "Why don't we go inside and you can talk?" I offer up. This seems to draw their attention back. They nod. I walk around them, and notice their hands reach out to me slightly. Needing some kind of contact with me. I keep walking, unlocking the front door and heading straight to the living room. Sitting down on the armchair, I hear the door shut. I keep my head down as the three of them enter. The twins take in the empty space on the couch, before choosing to stand next to my armchair. Sara looks at the three of us before she sits down on the couch in front of us, the coffee table being the only thing that is separating us. "How are you alive?" Antonio breaks the tense silence. S
I pull my face away from his hands and go back to staring at the ceiling, forcing the tears i want to shed to remain hidden. Another knock sounds at the door and this time Nick peeks in. "What's going on?" He asks when he notices the panic on Tony's face. He enters the bathroom and closes the door, just like Tony had done. "She's leaving us to go to the apartment." He turns to me, his eyes reading me over. "Okay, Tony why don't you go start cooking? That way she can eat first?" Tony turns to his twin in shock. They communicate in that annoying mental twin telepathy way that they do sometimes, before Tony gets up with a grunt and exits the bathroom. Nick flashes a smile at me and brings me a towel. He sits on the edge of the tub and looks down at me. "God, you're so beautiful. I can't believe we are having twins with you." I smile at him, I'm so excited. I cant help it. "I can't wait. Even with all the drama happening, I'm just so happy I'm going to be a mom, especially since I