Chapter 7Was I really doing this?
Oliver gripped my hand almost as soon as the kiss was broken and I didn’t hesitate as he began to guide me from the kitchen.
Ricky’s hands were on my hips as he followed us through the house and up the stairs to the nearest bedroom.
“Let us help you relieve some of this stress.” Ricky told me and his hands began to rub my shoulders in such a way that all I could do was close my eyes and enjoy it.
Oliver’s hands came to cup my face just as his best friend’s had and when he kissed me, I felt my knees begin to tremble.
If it wasn’t for the fact that I was trapped between them I might have buckled to the floor.
Ricky’s hands slipped down from my shoulders, caressing my back before they came to my pajama shorts. His fingers hooked in the hem and began to
