Page 12 of Hat Trick
TWO FUCKTOYS
LILIANA
Itake over, screaming the lyrics of “Animals,” where the lead singer is going on about the dad being outside the car.
You might as well call me Chad Kroeger.
We’re still head-banging to the end of the song when I finally return Dom’s leg to the floor. I smile up at him, and it’s an effortless smile. I never have to try to put on an act for him. I’m just completelyme.Never once have I thought about my actions before doing them or my words before speaking when he’s around. That’s the thing when it comes to Dom and I, when we’re together, fun will be had, no matter what.
?1 We lost Emerson when we heard the beginning of one of the most iconic songs in the last twenty-ish years. And as I hear the beginningof “If I Ain’t Got You” by Alicia Keys, I know the DJ is trying to wind the party down.
I open my arms and Dom does the same, wrapping one around my waist, and grabbing my hand with the other. I hear Clay belting the lyrics somewhere behind us on the dance floor, and I just smile, knowing he’s singing directly to my brother.
And that makes my heart happy.
As Dom and I rock back and forth slow dancing, my eyes meet his, to find him already looking down at me. “Are you okay with all of this? I know it seems like I lied… well… I guess I kind of did. But, I knew you and Emerson are best friends, and I just have so much fun with the both of you, and I was being selfish because I didn’t want to give that up and?—”
Dom presses a finger against my lips, effectively silencing me. I stare wide-eyed up at him. “We’re here to have fun, right?”
“But what happens when we get back?”
“We will deal with it all later.” He winks at me, and I feel butterflies in my stomach. I don’t know what it is about him, maybe it’s the twinkle in his eye or the way he can always lighten even my heaviest of moods, but when I’m around him I feel such a lightness about me.
“So… we do whatever we want for the rest of the weekend and think about what we want to come of this when reality smacks us once we land back in Florida?”
“I vote that answer.” He nods his head.
Grinning ear to ear, I grab his hand and drag him toward the bar where I know Emerson is waiting for us.I’m sure to sway my hips a little more than normal. “Come on, let’s go find my other man.”
From behind me Dom replies, “I just got jealous there for a second, and then remembered Emerson’s my man too.” His playful chuckles might just rival my favorite Nickelback songs.
I spot Emerson leaning against the bar, elbows propped on the countertop behind him, a glass of dark liquor in one hand, and a perplexed look on his face. But as we grow closer, his forehead relaxes and a soft smile spreads. My fuck is he sexy. “You two finished putting on your show?”
I give him a wink and a toothy grin. “You know… we could put on another type of show”—I fist the fabric of his linen shirt, press myself against him, and bring my lips to his ear—“in the room.”
Emerson inhales a sharp breath, and Dom chuckles behind me. “Lil said she’s down for somevacation festivities,” he teases before resting his large hand on my waist and pressing up against me. Leaving me sandwiched between the two of them,again. And I can’t lie and say the weight of their bodies on mine isn’t already doing things to me.
They keep this up and I won’t even need any foreplay.
Who am I kidding… this whole damn night has been foreplay.
Emerson bites his lip as he looks down at me before saying, “My only request is that we have fun for the night in Lil’s room because both of you are loud onyour own—but together… yeah, we will need to be as far away from our parents as possible.”
“Well, good thing I thought ahead. My room is on the opposite side of the resort from the rest of the wedding party,” I reassure them.
I did it mainly because I knew I wanted a night with Emerson with the least likelihood of my brother, Clay, or my parents seeing us, but I also knew I would be at max capacity with family members by the end of the wedding night, so I was smart enough to request a room far in advance.
Honestly, that was the first thing I called about when Clay finally told me where he was planning to have their wedding.
And now that Dom is here too, I’m extra glad I thought ahead.
“We have to stop by our room first, I have to grab a couple of things.” The glint in Dom’s eyes when I look over my shoulder at him says he has something planned, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t excited to find out what it is.
Emerson downs the rest of his drink, and I have to rub my thighs together at the sight of his throat swallowing down the amber liquid. “Ladies first,” he says with a mischievous grin.
I step from between the two of them, and I faintly hear them mumble to one another, but I don’t stop to listen closer.
As we all walk out of the space where the reception is currently dying down, I quickly stop and turn around to look at them. “Guess I didn’t need to bring my trustyvibrator with me after all. I have both of my fucktoys with me on the island.”
