“What’s the plan?”
Travis tipped his chin up, and Gage turned to see what he was directing him to look at. “Well, I’ll be damned.”
“Not enough credit, I tell you,” Travis muttered before taking Gage’s hand and pulling him toward the farthest wall.
They made their way over to Kylie, who seemed to be running solo at the moment, her partners in crime probably left behind somewhere to spend even more money.
“Hi,” she greeted with a huge grin. “What are you boys doing here? And,” she paused to look between them, “why do I now get the feeling that I didn’t accidentally leave my credit card back at that store?”
Gage glanced over at Travis, then back at Kylie. How in the hell did he manage to convince a salesperson to… “Did you check to see if you had your credit card?”
Kylie put her hands on her hips. “What do you take me for? Of course I checked.”
Gage watched as she glanced down at her purse.
“I just couldn’t remember which one I used.”
Travis pulled Kylie up against him, lowering his head down until their mouths were fused together and effectively changed the subject. The man was good at that. Gage’s dick stirred at the obvious public display. He would never tire of seeing that. Granted, he’d prefer to be involved in their little love fest, but there was certainly something to be said about being a voyeur.
“Early Christmas present,” Travis told her when he pulled back. “Now come on.”
“Where are we going?” Kylie asked, grabbing Gage’s hand as they walked past.
“It’s a surprise.” That was all Travis said before he pulled them farther into the store.
Without fanfare, Travis led them straight into a dressing room at the back of the women’s clothing department. Apparently, Travis did his homework because this one at least had doors that went to the floor and actual walls around each individual dressing area.
When Travis pressed Kylie up against the wall, Gage knew this was one Christmas shopping excursion he’d never, ever forget.
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Travis
“Remember, no talking,” Travis warned Kylie as he pressed his much bigger body against hers. When her hands came up and slipped into his hair, he simply stared down at her.
God, she was incredible. Sinfully delicious and so fucking beautiful. He was absolutely certain he would never, ever get enough of her. Or Gage for that matter.
Speaking of…
Reaching around behind him, Travis pulled Gage closer, causing the man to stumble until Gage was flush against his back. He fumbled behind him until he linked his fingers with Gage’s and then pulled his hand around between him and Kylie.
“Touch me,” he whispered, hoping like hell Gage heard him because any louder than that and they’d probably alert one of the sales clerks working just outside the door. Then again, he was pretty sure the store had video cameras throughout the place and probably saw the three of them sneaking in, so they seriously needed to hurry.
Leaning in close to Kylie’s ear, Travis whispered, “Have I told you lately how much I love when you wear skirts?”
This particular skirt was floor length, but it was a skirt nonetheless which allowed much easier access than if she’d left the house that morning in jeans. Then again, Travis had become quite adept at getting both of them out of their clothes fairly quickly, no matter what they had on.
“Fuck,” Travis growled low when Gage cupped him through his jeans.
When Kylie pulled his head down to hers, pressing her lips to his, Travis knew this wasn’t going to last long. Grabbing a handful of fabric, Travis managed to lift her skirt until he could slip his hand beneath.
Awww, hell. She wasn’t wearing panties. Taking complete advantage of the situation, Travis slid his index finger through her slick folds and then inside of her.
Capturing her cry with his mouth, Travis kissed her for all he was worth, while Gage worked to free Travis’ cock from his jeans. Lord, these two were going to kill him. His mind was warring with how to make this happen in such a small space and make absolutely no noise whatsoever. And exactly how had Kylie’s fantasy turned into his all of a sudden?
Before Gage could get a firm grip on his now freed cock, Travis twisted, pressing his back against the wall and bringing Kylie between him and Gage.
“That’s better,” Travis whispered, looking up to meet Gage’s mesmerizing brown eyes.
There wasn’t much space in the small dressing area for them to move around, and Travis was certain they wouldn’t be able to do exactly what he wanted – sandwiching Kylie between the two of them – but he had an idea.