Page 31 of Triplet Tease

“What about Harry?” Eton asked.

“He’s gone out, would you believe it? Imessaged him when we were leaving the Lime Light, and he said he wasjust heading out to meet our father. He won’t be home for hours.”

That was a relief. I didn’t want to meetanother brother just then. It would’ve been awkward.

I walked ahead of Eton along the hallway towhere Finn was waiting, and he led me into what I guessed was an openplan living area. The lighting was low. The furniture was pushed backagainst the wall, and a solitary upright chair stood in the middle ofthe room.

“If you would like to sit right here,” heput his hand on the back of the chair, “I will then get the musicgoing. We can’t have dancing without good music.”

I pulled at my hem, as this dress kept ridingup to turn into a top, and sat down. Eton stayed by the door. Helooked amused, and he slumped up against the frame. “You dancingfirst, bro?”

Finn didn’t reply. Music started up fromsomewhere. A pop beat, but I didn’t recognize it.

Then Finn pulled another straight-back chairover and set it up a few feet in front of me. Was he pulling out allthe stops? “Ready?” he asked. He held my gaze with intense eye toeye contact while he swayed in time to the music and completelyignored his brother.

Ready as I’ll ever be.

I nodded.

Finn’s body started to move as if it wereconnected to the sound system. Most men can’t dance or don’tdance, but he was not most like men. He had timing as if the soundtraveled through him.

I glanced at Eton, who was tapping his foot ashe also watched his brother.

The music wasn’t familiar to me, but as Iwatched Finn strut and sway, I realized it was the perfect rhythm fora sensual tease. And that was what he was doing.

Very slowly, he worked his hips and shouldersin a way that left me in no doubt that he could maintain a goodpounding rhythm for as long as I wanted it.

His fingers danced down the buttons of hisshirt, freeing each one.

When his shirt fell open, he shimmied out of itas smoothly as if he practiced a striptease every day when heundressed.

He strutted around the second chair, letting mefully appreciate his tanned, lean body. Whatever he did to pass thetime out in Ecuador, there was evidence of some physical workout.

For a moment, it looked like he might sit onthe second chair, but he didn’t. Swinging his hips, he moved closerto me while teasing the buckle of his belt. He worked it loose as hecame closer to me until I had nowhere else to look but his crotch. Incase there was any doubt that was where I was supposed to focus, onefinger traced down the line of his zipper and then clearly around theoutline of his long bulge.

OMG he was big.

Based on the outline I saw before me, and whatI’d felt when Eton held me, both brothers were huge.

Finn swung his hips in wider movements as heslowly loosened the belt from its loops until it was free in his handand then joined the discarded shirt on the floor.

I licked my lips.

Spreading his legs apart, he slowly loweredhimself over the chair.

I thought he’d sit on it now, but no, it waspart of the tease, and he was up again gyrating in front of me.

He stepped out of his pants, socks, and shoesin one sleek movement, where many men would have tripped and fallenflat on their faces. I was impressed by that, but even more impressedby the sight of him dancing in only tight boxer briefs. His clotheshadn’t done justice to the tightly toned physique athlete that he’dkept hidden.

At that point, when I wondered what wouldhappen next as he only had one garment left to take off, he startedto move backward away from me and gestured to Eton to take a turn.

I looked at Eton, who laughed and shook hishead. He wasn’t going to go through with it. Perhaps only onebrother had the dancing gene.

“Come on, bro. It’s your turn,” Finnencouraged.

Eton stood up straight and then started todance forward as if it were the usual way that he moved around theapartment. His whole body moved in tune to the music as if he wereking of the dance floor. And judging by his expression, he enjoyedevery minute. He made it look fun, and I itched to get up and dancewith him, but I remained sitting, eager to see what would happennext.

While Finn continued to move at one side of me,Eton strutted around the room in time to the music, discarding hisclothes as he went in a cock-sure way, knowing that I watched him.Unlike Finn, Eton used the spare chair to sit on while he worked outof his footwear. But it didn’t detract from his excellentperformance.

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