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Which shouldn’t make me hard—or harder—but it fucking does.
“I wanted to punch his face in,” Kash mutters from beside me, and I flinch when he puts his arm around me, too, his hair kitten-fur soft against my neck. “I’m just goddamn worried about him, and he won’t give me an inch.”
I swallow a joke about inches and turn my head to look at him. “You okay?”
“I’m tired,” he confesses. “But this is good.”
It is. Whatever this is. Sandwiched between Sydney and Kash, I should be freaking out, but I’m not. Liquid heat is flowing through my veins, want and calm fighting for domination, and I need both.
“Okay?” she whispers. Her heat is seeping into me where her soft tits are pressed to my side, where her thigh is aligned with mine.
“Yeah.” Kash’s breath is on my neck and I find myself lifting my hand to brush his hair off his forehead. “I want…”
“What?”
He laughs softly. “I don’t know.” He lifts those quicksilver eyes, looks past me, and groans. “That. I want that.”
I turn to find West kissing Sydney, his hand in her hair, one hand under her blouse.
Hell.
“Yeah, that… looks good.” I shift on the sofa, uncomfortably hard. I want to kiss her, too, run my hands all over her, but I’m not sure I’m there yet, and… I’m reluctant to let go of Kash.
“What do you want?” he breathes.
I turn and my lips brush over the fine stubble of his cheek. “All of it.”
He hums, his mouth tipping up in a crooked smile. “You sure?”
“Oh God,” Sydney whispers and moans. She’s turned toward me now, her hand sifting through my hair. “Kiss for me?”
A bolt of lust shoots straight to my balls. Because discovering an attraction to Kash and West is one thing, but knowing it turns her on?
Fucking hot.
Still I hesitate, until his face lifts and our mouths meet. I start to say something but stop. His lips are soft, his breaths are warm and smell of mint, and then I’m kissing him.
So different from kissing Syd, or West. It’s quiet and intense, teeth scraping over lips, tongues tangling, that damn taste of mint and spice, and his arm slung over my shoulders. He’s not shy, though. Just exploring, his tongue sweeping against mine boldly, getting me diamond-hard.
Fuck.
Sydney’s hand slides down my neck, and then her mouth joins ours, tongue darting out to taste us, soft lips brushing over my jaw. So good. My dick throbs, so swollen it fucking hurts.
I need relief. I lift my arm from around her to stroke my hard-on through my briefs, and her hand is instantly over mine, massaging and caressing.
Kash draws back, pupils dilated, and he mimics my move, reaching down for the hard-on tenting his pants. He licks his reddened lips. “Christ.”
I turn to Syd and claim her mouth. Like this, yes, with me initiating the actions. It calms the beast of fear living inside me. I grunt, letting go of Kash so I can pull her closer, taste West on her tongue.
This is insane. I need her, need more, closer.
But when she climbs on my lap, puts her small hands on my face, I freeze. An ice-cold current snakes down my spine, making me shudder and pull away.
Shit. Shitshitshit. Goddamn trigger.
We break apart, panting. Her eyes fill with sadness, before she climbs off me and all but falls against West who wraps his arms around her.
