Gigi:
"Um, it’s nothing," Jaguar instantly said, trying to slowly move away.
"No, it’s something."
As I said that, I held it even tighter, pulling it.
Then I got off his lap, and I saw Jaguar’s eyes widen, whereas Theodore gasped.
"Um, Gigi, it’s—it’s some—it’s a flashlight," Theodore came to his brother’s rescue.
Of course, they would never think in a million years that I would purposefully hold his dick.
"No, show me what it is. You’re hiding something from me," I insisted to Jaguar.
However, Theodore suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand off his cock.
It was a very hard touch.
Like, they were finally offended that I was doing that.
And I began to wonder if I had gone too far.
I should let them come on to me, but when and how?
They were so fucking stubborn.
"Oh, I’m so sorry. I just thought maybe you brought me a gift," I said, acting like I had realized maybe it was something of their own, something important to them and not for me, so I should not have touched it.
Jaguar quickly put a pillow in his lap as his eyes connected with Theodore’s.
I pretended to look down and continue eating my chocolate, but once in a while I looked up, watching them.
The two were mouthing things to each other.
Even Theodore looked uncomfortable.
Then Theodore shrugged to his brother, and I noticed the movement of his mouth.
’Well, not my fault. She has her feet in my crotch.’
At least, that was what I thought I read from his lips.
And I felt so angry.
He felt guilty.
So he did not like it.
’What the fuck?’
But I remained calm.
I finished the chocolate and then turned to them.
I was ready for another round.
However, this time I would be subtle.
I had planned to put my head in their laps. In Theodore’s lap, of all places.
Jaguar was a little rude when he wanted to be, but Theodore could have a moment of slip-up.
I mean, he was a womanizer, so how would he defend himself against my sexuality?
But the minute I was about to go back between them, Theodore cleared his throat.
"We wanted to talk to you about something."
It seemed serious, the way he spoke.
"Sure," I said, sitting in front of them by the table, my hands stretched out on my knees.
"Actually, do you want to say something?" Theodore suddenly turned to Jaguar and asked, scratching his forehead a little, showing he was kind of debating whether he should talk about it or not.
"So what is going on?" I asked the two, slowly looking at Jaguar and then at Theodore.
If my brain was catching it correctly, I would think they were kind of horny.
Maybe they were going to suggest a three-way.
Maybe it was some secret thing we could keep between ourselves.
I could already sense it.

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