Chapter Fifteen
Several days later, Fiona was still walking on air. From the moment she’d agreed to the seriously sexy threesome with James and Logan to collapsing into her own bed in the early hours of the morning, it had been truly unforgettable. They’d spent what felt like forever—in a good way—teasing and pleasing each other in a variety of positions and pairings. She’d had s*x with both of them, sucked them, had them lick her, stroke her, rub her, pinch her. There’d been sixty-nines, moves she wasn’t sure even had proper names, and lazier moments where they’d lain in a tangle of limbs and touched each other, languidly continuing to explore sweat-dampened skin.
And now, the men having departed several days earlier, Fiona was left with lasting memories so supremely erotic that replayi
