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“Smartass.”
“Think you can order me around?” He’s still grinning, his mouth like a blade.
I want it to cut me to shreds, to cut both me and Syd, make the pain stop.
“Stop fucking around. This,” I pull out my weeping cock, “is urgent.”
His eyes glint. “We’re gonna take care of that for you, man,” he says, his hoarse promise a shot of lust straight to my balls.
Hell.
Sydney reaches back for me. “Nate…”
“I’m right here. Want West to kiss you?”
“Yes,” she whispers, her voice choked.
“I’m a good kisser,” West says, climbing on the sofa on his knees. “Ask Nate. He can tell you all about it.”
But he doesn’t give her a chance to ask what he means, gripping her chin and putting his mouth over hers.
Yeah, baby.
Watching is good. It’s good and fine, but I need more. I have to become part of it this time. I rub my dick along the crack of her pert ass and the friction is fucking amazing.
I toy with her nipple as she kisses West, and she moans when I tug on the tip. So much I wanna try out with her. With her and West and…
“Syd…” I pull her back, against my chest, breaking the kiss between them. “I want you.”
West grunts, staring at me. “Whoa, dude. You sure about this?”
But she leans back, turns her head to see my face. “Please,” she whispers. “Do it, Nate. West. Take me to bed.”
I drag her by the hand back to the bedroom, West keeping a grip on her other hand. We kiss as we enter the room, and then she turns her head and kisses West. We fall on the bed, yanking at our last items of clothing—our underwear and her damn blouse, at last.
Tonight I can’t get enough of her. I need her skin on mine, her hands on me, her mouth—and West. I need West there, too.
“I’ve got you, man,” he says, like he can read my mind. “Tell me what to do.”
I want to be inside her, but even through the haze of anger and need, I’m not sure I’m there, not yet.
Fishing out a bunch of condoms from my nightstand, I throw them at him, and he catches them with a snort.
Sydney tucks red curls behind her ear, eyes a bit wide. “What are you guys up to?”
West wraps an arm around her waist and tucks her into his side, kisses her neck. “Nate is the boss.”
But I’m not. Never was. I’m just broken.
And now I’m swept along with them and falling hard.
“What do you want, Syd?” I stroke her cheek, something impossibly big filling my chest. “What do you need?”
“I want you both, I want you…” She falters, her eyes too bright. “I want to feel you.”
God, me too, baby.
West is trying to get the condom on one-handed, and I grab it out of his hand and tear the foil. “Put this on him,” I say, since they expect me to tell them what to do. “Want him to fuck you?”
