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“You’re cute when you pretend to be shy, A.” His thumb tugs at my bottom lip. Playful. Teasing. Turning my inside into jelly. “The shadow. The grunt coming from the doorway. Don’t think I didn’t see you peeking beneath Killian’s tie.”
My eyes widen. My eyebrows shoot up. “You did?”
One blink. “Yes.”
A million questions race through my head. Since I have to start with one, I choose, “That’s why you two sat close to each other today?”
“Let’s make one thing clear.” Honesty and fierceness erupt from him like hot lava. “I wasn’t cheating on you. I never will.”
“I never suggested you did that.” I return him the same serious look. My eyes narrow, and I press my lips together. “When Killian and I were in the car, I felt something. But what you and I have is more precious to me than anything. I didn’t want to risk us by bringing this up too soon, so I decided to forget the whole thing. Then, in the conference room, you looked like you wanted him and I thought he’d cave. He didn’t. He was so mad, Carter. It’s fucking with my head.”
“Say what’s bothering you,” Carter commands, his grip brutal. “Explicitly.”
“I’m confused. He doesn’t want it. He does want it. I don’t know. Either way, we can’t force him.” The pained sigh clutching at my lungs gets snuffed out by my love for Carter. By my need to explain this isn’t about Killian. Not just Killian. “I love being yours. You’re more than I could’ve ever dreamed of. No one gets me like you do. No one.”
For long moments, Carter slides his teeth over his bottom lip. His gaze drills into my soul. Emotions flash across his expressive face.
Eventually, a smile breaks through. One that I see people around the hotel cowering from. One that makes my knees weak and wobbly.
“He does want…something. He’s sorry, too. This afternoon, he asked if I heard from you. Even looked semi-apologetic.” Carter leans in, inhaling my cheek, burying his fingers into my hair that I left loose after the shower. “It got me hard, pet. Knowing—fucking seeing—he likes you. Imagining all the ways he’s going to defile your hot little body while I make him groan. We have so much to catch up on.”
“Like sleeping together,” I breathe. I hope. I wish so fucking hard on it. “Having breakfast together. Getting to know each other.”
“That too.” He nips at my cheek. “And fuck, now you’re telling me you had that moment in the car, fuck. It’s perfect. Everything’s coming together.”
His tongue darts out, hot and seductive as he licks me from the corner of my mouth to my ear. I whimper, my fingers digging into the fabric of his black shirt. Tugging him to me. I feel his mouth skating across my skin, his lips brushing on my swollen temple.
“You want the three of us to be together?” he asks before sliding his lips to my parted lips, swallowing my moans.
His hand slides to cup my jaw, tilting my head to give him a better angle. His cock strains between us, and I raise one foot off the ground, pinning it to the back of his strong thighs.
At my demanding touch, he wrenches himself from me. His eyes are a picture of madness. His lips swollen, his breaths laden and hot on my skin. “Do you?”
“It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t.” I can’t handle a repeat of today. I won’t. “We won’t make him.”
“Oh, pet.” Carter grabs my ass, hauling me to his cock. “We’re not making him do anything. He’ll come to us on his own. Yesterday, we doused the setting in gasoline. This afternoon, we flashed him the matches. Tonight, we’ll light the motherfucking torch.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Amara
Idon’t say a word as I step inside the penthouse. Too nervous Killian might be around like last time.
Moreover since I’m by myself. Carter has been the perfect gentleman and is down the street, buying me a new body lotion. I forgot mine in a cabinet at my old apartment. I didn’t ask for it. It was him. It’s the one he loves sniffing on me and refuses to live without.
One step forward in the foyer. I can’t see the kitchen, but my ears are working overtime.
I hear nothing.
It’s not that late, but I hope he’s off to bed.
Despite Carter’s reassurances, today has left me raw. I’d much rather face Killian refreshed or at least with Carter by my side.
He should be here in a few minutes.
I’ll be fine.
People don’t die from sexual tension or rejection, do they?
