Page 46 of The Lost Ones

I pull the suspenders up over my shoulders and tuck the blouse loosely into the jeans leaving the top couple of buttons open. I don’t own anything close to smart shoes, so I slip my Dr. Martens boots on, it gives my outfit an edgier look. I decide to leave my hair for last so it can dry slightly more, as I line my eyes with black kohl and add a swipe of mascara to my lashes wanting to keep it simple, although it’s not like I have much choice, this is the only makeup I own. I chuckle out loud, turning my attention towards my hair,I braid my black tresses into a loose French plait leaving a few strands out to frame my face.

Once I'm pleased with my overall appearance I wander back out of the bathroom and make my way into the main part of the plane.There must be another bathroom on this ridiculously luxurious plane because all of the guys are freshly showered and dressed. I take a seat next to Maverick and opposite Jax and Levi, leaning my head on his shoulder. He shifts his arm and brings it to rest around my shoulders pulling me close into his side.

"You look beautiful Titch." Maverick compliments me.

"Thank you." I smile up at him.

After a moment of silence, I realise that I have absolutely no idea where we are actually going. In all the excitement and rush to get everything ready to go on time, escaping my mother and all the weirdness with the Soulmate news stuff. I completely forgot to ask.

I mentally face palm myself. It’s a fucking good thing these guys are the good guys, I would be ridiculously easy to kidnap apparently.

I’d even pack my own bag.

"Guys where exactly is HQ?"

“Oklahoma, we have a house not too far from headquarters so, we will have enough time to quickly drop our bags at the house before going to the meeting with Mr. S."

I nod.

My thoughts drift to what their more permanent home may be like.The house back home was beautiful, but it was quite impersonal, no little touches to show the guys lived there.So, I’m intrigued to see what their more permanent home looks like.

I wonder what Mr. S is like? He's obviously an incredibly powerful man being the head of the guys’ organisation. I’m still not entirely sure what exactly they do. He must be a good guy though, even with all that power. It can’t have corrupted him like it does to so many people in power, since from the way the guys all talk about him, they seem to respect and like him a great deal.

I want to make a good impression with him since he’s such an important part of their lives, hence the extra effort that I put into my appearance.

Finally, the plane starts to descend in Oklahoma. When we deplane there’s a big, black SUV waiting for us on the Tarmac.

After loading all of the luggage into the trunk we all pile in, nervous excitement is starting to make me feel jittery. After some clever manoeuvring by Jax and Kai, I find myself sandwiched in between them both in the back seat. My inner phrasing suddenly conjures images of an entirely different nature in an entirely different situation, sending my pulse racing with a different kind of excitement.Of course, in this version we are wearing considerably less clothing.

I feel a blush heat my cheeks and I clench my thighs together to try and stop the ache that has appeared between them from my, self-inflicted torture. My dirty mind is going to get me in trouble one of these days.Of course, Kai chooses the exact moment that I shift in my seat to glance over at me.

"Are you ok Beautiful?" He asks worriedly and I glance between him and Jax.

I wonder if they would be up for it.

"Uh huh." I reply absently, my mind still elsewhere, although I'm trying desperately to get it under control, not that it’s working but I am trying damn it.

Now that’s an outright lie, I have a very vivid imagination which at times has been a curse but right now, I am thoroughly enjoying the detailed images of the three of us that it's producing.I'm vaguely aware of Jax and Kai exchanging a look but I'm still very much enjoying my own personal porn film playing out in my desire addled mind.

"Are you sure, Little Star?" His voice husky and low.

Oh damn.

They both shift closer to me pressing their thighs along each of mine.I know I'm not going to get away with not giving them an answer, but I may be able to stall for a while whilst I think of a more appropriate answer to give them.You know, other than just outright saying, well I’m currently imagining the three of us having hot, dirty sex. I think the chances of them having a problem with that are pretty damn slim but ourrelationship is not ready for that quite yet.

It’s not, Sage. I warn myself firmly.

These images are going straight into my mind vault, and when the time is right, I am absolutely bringing the idea up to them. I can't fucking wait.

"I'll tell you later." Unable to wipe the incriminating smirk off of my face.

Smirking, they each place one of their large hands on the tops of each of my thighs both of them squeezing firmly. My thighs clench involuntarily and I barely manage to hold back a moan, as heat floods my core, fuck.

"We'll both hold you to that." Kai whispers, his voice full of sinful promise.

Fairly sure they’ve guessed where my filthy little mind went. I moan quietly at the combined sound of Kai's voice and both of their hands on me at the same time.As soon as they hear the quiet sound, their hands clench tighter on my thighs and they each release a low growl.

Fuck that’s hot.