Remember to Breathe (Book One of the True Desires Series) by A.G. Finas

his arms, wraps her legs around his waist and kisses him, then covers up his other eye.
     
    “Is that better?” she asks.
     
    “Much.” Paint oozes down his cheek as though his socket is bleeding green.
     
    “She carefully scoops some paint from his eye with two fingers, using it to underline his opposite eye as though she were readying him for a game of war with schoolchildren. “Okay, try opening it now. Better?”
     
    “No. Still. Can't. See” he says. His eyes are closed and he's swaying and staggering “Losing controlllll Aaaaahhhhh.” Allie tightens her grip on him as they careen toward the far bank of windows.
     
    “No. Stop!”  Allie cries and digs her nails into his flesh. “These aren't the best windows and we could-” Just as she readies herself  for a plunge to their deaths, he stops abruptly and spins around so that her neighbors could see her breasts from their bathroom window if they were looking. “....fall,” she says. His ass is parked on the narrow windowsill. “Just don't lean up against the-” he interrupts her with a frantic, almost violent kiss.
     
    She tries pulling away out of fear that they might tumble through the glass but his embrace is far too powerful and his tongue and lips far too potent. He unclasps her bra, pulls her hair. She moans softly as  his tongue traces a cool path up her neck while his thumb deftly avoids the paint and smooths down her stomach and around to cup her ass. And suddenly he stops.
     
    He's looking up over her shoulder, his eyebrows arch as though he's about to address someone.
     
    Allie sees a new reflection in the glass and stops breathing.
     
    Kevin. Oh no. Allie prepares to be pushed  through the window. Depending on the physics, he might break her fall. “Kevin, I'm..” She feels his hand on her shoulder, then her cheek. “So sorry,” she says. “But then, you-” He presses a finger to her lips.
     
    “Shhhh,” he says, then sighs. “You'd better be sorry...” She feels a dripping sensation down her back.  Paint. “For starting without Esteban ,” he says
     
    Brian chuckles.
     
    “What the hell happened to you?” Kevin asks, referring to Brian's green eye.
     
    “What happened to you ? You were supposed to be here last night,” Brian chides.
     
    “Maybe I was busy saving a certain grocery store from the mistakes of its horny management.”
     
    “Well then, maybe it's a good thing I was able to save a certain woman from the mistakes of her horny husband,” Brian says.
     
    Kevin runs his fingers through her hair and kisses her cheek. “Happy belated. I hope you've been enjoying the first half of your gift.”
     
    He then gives Brian an identical kiss. No! No! Gina needs to be here to see this. Wait- maybe she is. She is about to call out to Gina but gasps instead as the window behind Brian gives way and crackles on the yard below.
     
    Fresh air.
     
    Kevin pulls them back from the window and the three burst into laughter. We are okay. I think. Maybe. A  gust of wind blows into the room, rattling the sketches Allie had pinned to cork boards. Between the initial shock and the fact that they are tumbling toward the drop cloth laughing hysterically, there is no time for Allie to register any feelings beyond being stunned and excited.  Sex first, questions later. Allie and Brian team up to pull off Kevin's shirt, then Allie goes for his belt.
     
    “Looks like I'll soon no longer be wearing the pants in this relationship,” Kevin says. The little emerald flecks in his eyes sparkle and dance.
     
    She had had a few fantasies about threesomes but never thought she'd actually participate in one. And certainly not with Kevin. But how much does she really know him?  Then it hits her: We are all strangers to one another.
     
    She is melting under a chaos of hands and tongues, lips and limbs. Allie is trying her best to stroke Kevin's cock but the lashing of her clit by Brian's tongue and the magic of his flickering