felt bad for how lost she sounded. She took off her coat and he had to make a mental effort not to fall to his knees in front of her. Jessica was beautiful.
Wearing yoga pants and a tight tank top with a sweater over top emphasized her perfect body. She didn’t have an ounce of anything extra on her. He knew enough to know that bodies like that didn’t come easily, and he could appreciate how many hours she must have spent in the gym to look like that. He’d never understood the gym mentality himself. Why run on a treadmill when he could run outside, or spend six months sweating his ass off in a rainforest inoculating children and giving them a healthier life?
Still, she didn’t act like the gym bunnies he and Marcario had met in the past. Back at the condo, Marcario got a thick, hand-knitted blanket off the back of the sofa and wrapped it around her. Jelani went and hung her coat up in the closet and by the time he got back, Marcario had gotten her to curl up on the sofa. Her eyes closed and Jelani wondered if she had fallen asleep that quickly.
“When do you both head back?” They had told her about their work in the Congo in the cab on the way over.
“We’re flying out in a couple days,” Jelani replied. “That’s why Mai, Gaspar, and Vencel came down here first before going to Quebec. We spent the last couple of days together and had a great visit.” They’d also found out that he and Marcario were going to be uncles in the summer.
“I would understand if you both wanted to go out. I can’t imagine you have much chance in the middle of a third-world country to go bar hopping and such.”
Jelani wondered what she meant by “such,” but didn’t ask. Marcario walked back into the room at that point with a mug in his hand. He’d heard Jessica’s comment and turned an amused look at Jelani. They had planned on perhaps meeting someone to bring home. Being dry in Africa didn’t always mean the weather.
With Jessica there, Jelani really didn’t feel the urge to go and find someone to play with between him and his brother. He glanced up at Marcario and his brother gave an almost imperceptible shake of his head. He didn’t want to go out, either. Staying here with Jessica felt right.
Marcario sat down next to her and passed her the mug. “Here, Jess. It’s hot, so be careful.”
Jelani glanced into the mug. His brother’s famous spiked hot chocolate.
“Does this have alcohol in it?” Jelani could see the concern written all over Jessica’s features.
“A little bit, not enough to impair your senses, but it might warm up your insides a bit. “
“It won’t work.”
“Give it a try, Jessica. You might be surprised.”
She chuckled. “I wouldn’t be the only one.” As soon as the words slipped from her mouth he saw her eyes widen as if she let a secret slip. Quickly she sipped at the hot beverage
That was an odd comment. Jelani felt as though he missed something important but the look of bliss that crossed her features distracted him.
“Oh, my god.” Jess moaned, licked her lips, and then took another sip. The soft hum sounded a little orgasmic. Jelani’s cock leapt to attention, lengthening behind the zipper of his jeans. He casually grabbed a throw pillow and dropped it in his lap, resting his arms on it.
“My secret recipe.” Marcario wore a Cheshire-cat grin at her reaction. He also crossed his legs angling slightly away from her. He must be having the same reaction I did.
“Do you know how long it’s been since I had chocolate?” Jessica moaned and licked her lips again. “And is that peppermint mocha Kahlúa in there? It’s delicious.”
“You have a sensitive tongue, Jess.” Marcario grinned down at her and Jelani fought the urge to smack his brother on the back of the head. He settled for glaring at him over Jessica’s head when she took another sip.
Jelani could feel her body relaxing between them and knew that she would be crashing from the excess adrenaline