Soul Possession(28)

“Okay,” she whispered.

Truitt’s mouth slid warmly over her shoulder again and Rick lowered his head until his lips brushed hers.

She could feel the relief pulsating from their big bodies. Some of the tension that knotted their muscles went away, leaving them more relaxed against her.

“I was supposed to move in with Kirsten,” she said when Rick pulled away. “I can’t afford rent on my place without a new job and I haven’t been able to look yet. I’m supposed to go get my stuff tomorrow. I thought you guys should know since…well, you know, we’ll be sort of involved now.”

Truitt scowled. “Sort of involved?”

“You’ll just move in with us instead,” Rick said, cutting off Truitt before he could finish. “How much stuff do you have? I don’t want you moving anything heavy.”

She blinked in surprise. “Not much. The apartment came furnished. All I have are my clothes, a few dishes, and my TV. Shoes and stuff, maybe a few boxes worth.”

“Rick and I have duty tomorrow afternoon. We’re working a tough case. We might be late but you can go over and move what you can and Rick and I will get the rest when we get off.”

Jessie licked her lips. This was so…fast. And yet excitement sparkled through her veins, that new, giddy rush you got when you just knew that something was right.

“Are you guys sure this is what you want? You can’t be used to having a woman underfoot in your house.”

“It’s not under out feet where we want you,” Rick said with a grin. “But, yeah, we’re sure. We want you here. We don’t want you anywhere else.”

“I—I want to be here too,” she said honestly.

She could sense the relief in both men. She cuddled into Rick’s chest even as Truitt moved in closer behind her to spoon.

Their hands were warm and soothing on her skin.

“I was so scared,” she whispered.

Truitt tensed and then his lips nuzzled past her hair and to the spot just behind her ear.

“You don’t have to be scared anymore, Jessie. I’m sorry for what happened. We didn’t trust you, but that’s going to change. From now on we’ll ask before we make up our minds.”

She nodded, accepting the earnestness in his voice. Rick tipped her chin up and then maneuvered so she could look him in the eye.

“I’m sorry too, Jessie. Give us another chance. We won’t let you down again.”

She smiled and then yawned. Rick caressed her jaw and then eased her back until she was snuggled against him once more.

“Sleep, sweetheart. We’ll get you moved tomorrow and then we’ll go from there.”

Chapter 12

Jessie woke to a warm mouth nuzzling the soft skin just below her ear. Her pulse sped up, and she sighed as teeth followed the wetness of a tongue and grazed up to her earlobe.

“Mornin’,” Rick said huskily against her skin.

She stirred, then stretched lazily and turned more fully onto her back so she could stare up at him. On her other side, Truitt also woke and snuggled up close to her, his palm caressing a line up her waist to her br**sts.

“Morning,” she returned.

“How are you feeling? Headache?”

She considered his question for a moment and then shook her head. “I’m good actually. What time is it?”

“Nearly ten. Truitt and I are going in after lunch. I couldn’t resist waking you to see if you were up for…”

He leaned down to kiss her, his mouth moving hotly over hers.

“For what?” she whispered as he pulled his mouth away.

His grin was slow and wicked and sent chills cascading over her body. “For us to make love to you for a couple of hours.”

“Oh.”

“Is that a good ‘oh’ or a bad ‘oh’?” Truitt growled.

She turned, feeling deliciously naughty and a little more confident of herself than she had the first time they’d had sex. Leaning up, she nibbled at his firm jaw, enjoying the rasp of stubble on her tongue.

When she got to his mouth, she licked over his bottom lip and then kissed him.

“Definitely a good ‘oh,’” she murmured.

He cupped her chin in one hand, returned her kiss, and then pulled away to stare into her eyes. Intense warmth and desire radiated from his gaze. Buzzed over her like a tangible burst of fire.

“Take off your shirt,” he ordered softly.

Not hesitating, she slipped the T-shirt over her head. Rick took it from her and tossed it away. She knelt between them as they leaned against the headboard to stare at her.

She felt beautiful. The way they looked at her made it impossible for her to feel any other way. There was clear adoration in their gazes but there was also intense need and desire.

“Play with your br**sts,” Rick said, giving his own command. “Fondle them and touch your ni**les.”

She blushed and her br**sts immediately began to ache. She hesitantly slid her hands up her belly to cup the tender mounds and brushed her thumbs over the taut points.

A shudder worked through her body, tightening every muscle in its wake. She pinched her ni**les between her fingers and gently plucked until they were dark and rigid.

“Tell us what you want, Jessie,” Truitt said in a soft voice. “Tell us how to please you. Today we’re yours. We have a hell of a lot to make up for.”