enough light in that Nikki decided to turn off her torch. As she moved quietly through the space she began to think how much it reminded her of Cole's penthouse. All this space and large, expensive furniture for only one person seemed ridiculous. She went through all the draws and cupboards. Nothing but she'd expected that, you're hardly going to leave evidence that links you to criminals lying round now are you?
There was an open door leading off the rear of the main space into an office. Nikki approached the large desk in the centre of the room. There were computer cables laying on the floor discarded and a mark in the slightly dusty surface showed where the computer once sat. Damn! That was exactly the sort of thing she could’ve used. She searched the draws then did a quick scan of the shelves. Nothing but books and decorative items and certainly not anything she could picture Lenny buying. Maybe the place came fully furnished and decorated? A large cupboard in the corner was her next target. She pulled both doors open and eyed the contents. There were some boxes stacked in the corner haphazardly but otherwise the cupboard was empty. No shelves for books or files. Nothing but those boxes.
Nikki turned her attention to the boxes. She opened the top one and sifted through it. Nothing but shredded newspaper. She pulled the box off the top and opened the next one. Same thing. This was just weird. Why the hell would you keep boxes filled with newspaper in a cupboard.
"Nikki," Tex hissed her name and she jumped slightly. That boy could move quietly when he wanted to. He grabbed her arm and shoved her into the cupboard , Trace hot on his heels. A weird hollow sound from under their feet caught her attention for a moment. Tex covered her mouth with his hand and motioned for her to be silent. She frowned at him but followed his command. Trace closed the cupboard doors behind him cramming them in and plunging them into darkness.
The boy’s bodies took up much of the room in the cupboard. Add the boxes to that and Nikki found herself pressed into the corner with Tex covering the left half of her body and Trace the right. She listened to the silence straining to get a sense of what had forced them into this dark cramped space. She couldn’t hear anything. Nikki tilted her head up straining to listen to what had spooked them. Tex’s breath puffed out against her lips as Trace’s skimmed across the skin of her neck. Suddenly she became very aware of just how close they were.
Tex’s chest was tight against hers the hard muscle pressing against her left breast. One of his legs was jammed between hers the other one on the outside of her thigh. Trace was squeezed against her other side. His hand was at the small of her back and her arm was pinned to her side by his torso. She felt that familiar twinge in all the right places and she totally forgot where she was.
The moist heat of their breath mingled together in the dark cramped space. The memory of the time she woke to the two them in her bed came to her and her body began to respond. His mouth inched closer and he pushed his thigh against her sex adding just enough pressure to bring her clit to life but not enough to send it on its way. The hand Trace had at her back shifted lower grabbing her ass and kneading it. His other hand moved to her breast and he gently brushed her nipple with his fingers. God damn these two. What the hell were they playing at?
Nikki did a little shift and wriggle of her own trying to gain a little space. It didn’t work. Instead she ended up rubbing her hip against Tex’s crotch and brushing her hand over Trace’s growing bulge. Tex responded to her movement with a small sigh and began rocking into her. His thigh shifted back and forth between her legs building the friction. He kept his mouth just out of reach of her lips tempting her to close the gap and kiss him. Trace worked his hand from her ass down between her