Five Firemen Carried Me Out, and Not One Will Put Me Down novel · Chapter 7 of 24

Chapter 7: Hold

Emile dragged a mattress in front of the bunk-room stove, and the firelight put orange on all three of us.

The other men had eaten in the kitchen and shut the door.

I stood in the middle of the floor in Normand's shirt.

Tibo stood in front of me, as tall as the door, shaking.

"I've never," he said.

"I mean I have, I've had girlfriends, but not like.

"Not with two.

"Not with anyone who."

"Who what?" I said.

"Who's so small," he said miserably.

"I'm six-three, Jo.

"I'm scared I'll break you."

I took his hand and put it flat on my chest, over my heart.

"Feel that?" I said.

"I'm not breakable.

"I'm just short."

He laughed, a wet unsteady laugh, and bent his head.

I kissed him.

He was clumsy at first, then eager, then hungry, with a boy's whole mouth and a man's arms, and I got my hands in his curls and held on.

Behind me Emile lifted the hem of the shirt and drew it up over my head.

I stood naked in the firelight between them.

Emile put his arms around me from behind, long and lean, and his hands settled over my ribs.

"Beautiful," he said into my hair.

"Show Tibo.

"Show him where."

He took Tibo's wrist and guided his big hand down my stomach.

"Here," Emile said.

"Slow.

"She'll tell you."

Tibo's palm covered my whole pelvis.

His fingers slid between my legs, hesitant, and found me wet.

"Oh," he said. "Oh my God."

"There," I said.

"Up.

"Little circles."

He found my clit and circled it, too lightly at first.

"More," I said.

"Press."

He pressed.

I gasped, and Emile's hands came up to cup my breasts while Tibo worked.

His thumbs rolled my nipples and his lips found my neck.

Then Emile's other hand slid down beside Tibo's and two long fingers slipped inside me.

"Oh," I said.

"Oh, that."

He curled them, slow and exact, and found something deep in the front of me that made my knees give.

"There?" he said.

"There, yes, don't move," I said.

"I won't."

"Tibo, keep going."

They worked me together, one on my clit and one inside, in a slow tandem rhythm.

I came with a shout, clenching down on Emile's fingers, with Tibo's hand still pressed on me.

I hung between them, panting.

"Again," I said.

"Tibo, on your knees."

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