Page 61

I turn my focus to Quinn, his gaze following. Her pretty pink mouth is parted, chest rising and falling, nipples still straining against her dress. She shifts on her feet, bouncing her darkened blue eyes between the two of us.

“Quinn,” I say.

“Yeah?” Her voice breaks, and I grip her hand tighter.

“Are you alright, Sunshine?”

She blinks, the action slow and drowsy as if she’s in a trance. Beck steps away from me and toward her, his big body dwarfing hers. He reaches one of his hands up and stops right before he can cup her face.

“May I kiss you?” he asks.

Quinn’s eyes dart to mine for permission. She doesn’t need it after what she just allowed me to do, but she wouldn’t be Quinn if she didn’t check in with me first. She’s always putting other people before herself, and it’s something I know I need to encourage her to change. Starting now.

“Kiss him, Sunshine.”

Chapter twenty-two

Quinn

Lips that aren’t my husband’s descend onto mine, and I take in the surreal experience of kissing another man.

Beck’s lips are tentative at first, his bear of a hand cupping my cheek so delicately, you’d never guess how big he is. His lips are like two soft pillows, his beard rougher and fuller than Noah’s.

I haven’t kissed anyone other than Noah since the summer after my senior year of high school. Part of my brain is screaming at me that this is wrong, but the steady hold of Noah’s hand locked with mine is a reminder that he’s here.

He’s here, and he told me to kiss Beck.

He kissed Beck after I told him to do it. Words I never expected to come out of my mouth when I was on the way here.

To be fair, I didn’t expect to find Noah and Beck arguing or for them to share a sweet moment of affection before I stepped in to make sure they followed through on the clear desire between them.

That desire fed the flame already burning inside me. It was the exact reason I sought Noah out to begin with, to talk about the sparks I couldn’t deny appeared around Beck.

But this, I did not plan.

Beck’s fingers pulse at the base of my scalp, his lips applying more pressure to mine while he waits for me to respond.

“Kiss him, Sunshine.”

My husband’s previous command echoes through my mind, and my stomach coils with desire as more arousal pools between my legs.

“Let go,” Noah says, his quiet command loud in the silent gym.

He steps closer so his lips tease my ear, and the scent of him and Beck overcomes my senses. The other man’s mouth softly caresses mine, waiting for me to open.

“I can tell how much you want him,” he breathes. “Your body is already responding to him. I saw how hard your nipples are. Let him taste you, Sunshine. Give him what you both want.”

Noah takes the lobe of my ear between his teeth, and I gasp, my mouth opening to Beck and my body falling forward into the softness of his stomach and the hardness of his cock. The mix of sensations has me moaning, and all at once, I do it—I let go.

My free hand finds Beck’s waist, and I tug him closer as he licks into my mouth. He groans the second our tongues meet, but he doesn’t dominate the kiss like he did with Noah; instead, he lets me lead.

My pulse kicks, sharp and sudden, and it’s as if a switch flips in my brain. Beck tastes like sweet mint with a hint of the berry electrolyte powder Noah likes to put in his water.

My nipples pull tighter, and I dig my nails into Beck to tug him closer yet. My chest rubs against his broad one, the sensation different from Noah’s. His chest is strong yet soft, like the rest of him, where Noah’s is all muscle and hard planes. Both are incredible, and I find myself wanting to strip Beck bare so I can discover all the differences.

I surrender into leading the kiss, massaging my tongue over his. His hand on the side of my face holds me firmer, and I allow him to dip me back to deepen the kiss. His beard scratches against my chin, and I wonder if I’m going to have red marks.

We make out until my lungs burn, and I pull back, sucking on Beck’s tongue before tugging on his bottom lip with my teeth. His cock twitches, and a small, barely there whimper escapes him as he pulls me upright. I look to Noah as Beck kisses along my jaw, his hot breath coming in short pants against my heated skin.