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But Fynn already knows. He casts his eyes downward and I make the slightest of moves closer to him. Nandy catches it. I know his concern too. I’ve never heard him voice it.
“That part,” he says simply. “The two of you together.”
“But you were okay with me watching you with Fynn.”
He narrows his eyes again. “That was different…and that was before.”
“Before?”
“Before everyone started throwing around the L word.”
I laugh.
“Why is that funny?”
“Because you can’t even say it. I seem to be the only one throwing it around. Fynn has said it about you….but not to you or me. And you can’t even spit it out.”
“He said it,” Fynn says. “About you. Well he didn’t say it, he just nodded.”
Well this is just ridiculous. Three grown men and we are standing here bickering about saying I love you and who can or can’t say it to whom. I sigh and walk over to Nandy, cup his face in my hands and look him in the eye. “I love you.” I kiss him softly, then repeat the move with Fynn.
“There, now the straight guy everyone has been worried about has declared his love for two men.”
Chapter fifty-one
“Tie me up.”
I swallow hard and look at TJ. He glances at the bed and the various ropes and silky sashes dangling from the ceiling to be used for exactly that. When I make no move to meet this oh so perfect demand, he moves to me, places a hand around my throat and says it again through clenched teeth.
“Tie. Me. Up.”
I cock a brow at him. There is only going to be one Dom in this relationship. Fuck me, relationship. I look over at Fynn. He smirks at me. How much have they done without me? Have they been together? Do I want to know the answer? Yes. I do. If we are going to do this…clean slate. That’s where we need to start.
“How much have you two done, without me?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing?”
“Well, a kiss, before I had Fynn call you.”
“Show me.” I step back to give TJ room. They glance at each other. Fynn still wearing the smirk. TJ losing the confident swagger filling his body just moments ago.
“Show me.” I hiss. “Show me that kiss. Exactly as you did it before you called me.” My body is quivering at the prospect of watching this. I’ve seen them together. I’ve seen Fynn’s hands on TJ. But it wasn’t like this. There wasn’t the intimacy of a kiss. There wasn’t the longing in their eyes that exists right now. Fynn’s breathing grows rapid and he tips his chin up, the slight curve to his lips there. I wait. TJ eats up the distance between them with his long powerful legs, nearly knocking Fynn off his feet as he muscles him up against the wall with a slam. My breath hitches. Fynn’s hand reaches around and cups TJ’s ass, pressing their hips together. Cocks certainly mashing together, even though I can’t see them. My cock takes notice of the thought, though. They each moan and TJ comes up for air for just a moment. From where I’m standing, frozen in place, I can only see TJ’s back and Fynn’s hands. Their moans tell me all I need to know about the kiss. I don’t need to see their lips, or cocks straining against their pants to know what this is doing to them.
Jealousy pricks at my skin. I did this. I thrust them together.
I’ve never kissed Fynn like that, have I?
I’ve never looked at Fynn like that. The longing. The desire. The heat flowing between them. It’s almost too much to bear. But I can bear it. I have to. TJ wants us both. I definitely want him. And Fynn. I’ve had him like this. I’ve had him in all manner of ways. There isn’t much the two of us haven’t done sexually. He’s never been inside of me. But we’ve done everything else and yet….seeing him like this, seeing the way he looks at TJ. This is a new Fynn. New to me Fynn. Has he been like this all along and I’ve missed it?
He called me a selfish son of a bitch the last time we spoke. Whenever Fynn and I have been together, it’s been about me. He was right about that too.
TJ…TJ is making this about Fynn. That kiss. That kiss was about Fynn. It was for Fynn.
TJ pulls away, presses his hand to his cock and strokes a light loving finger across Fynn’s lower lip. That sweet pouty lip, now swollen and red from TJ’s mouth and possibly teeth. I want that. I want that kiss from TJ. He turns to me.
“Kiss me like that,” I say. The begging in my tone surprises him. And me. I swallow and before I can right myself and get back into Dom mode TJ is on me. There is no wall close enough, so he wraps that strong arm of his around my waist and thrusts our hips together. He ruts against me making sure I feel his cock. Making sure he can feel mine. He grins. His face closes in on mine.
