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Then Hendrix turned to me. “Let’s go to Thea’s. She’s cooking.”
Chapter Nineteen
Hendrix
Thea was outside, standing over her outdoor griddle when we arrived. Her hair was down and curled, and she was wearing a purple summer dress. The thin straps on her shoulder were loose, and the cotton material was tight around her chest with extra material in her stomach area. It stopped at her knees, but the wind was kicking up and fluttering the skirt around her waist.
We climbed out of the car and her head snapped over when she heard the slamming of the doors. A smile spread across her face and she waved, bringing her other hand to shield her eyes from the sun.
“You’re just in time. I’m toasting the buns.” She said, winking with a proud grin.
Parker rushed her, picking her up to spin her in his arms. She let out a shrill giggle, smiling against his mouth while he spun her.
“Hi,” she whispered, then planted a kiss.
He released her, letting her slide down his chest until her feet touched the cement. Her dress was ruffled, the v-neck tugged down so her chest was spilling out, and Parker helped her straighten it. His hands lingered, the knuckle of his index finger brushing against her tanned cleavage.
I cleared my throat, wanting her attention. Parker had his hello. I wanted her eyes on me now.
Thea turned, giving me that same warm grin that seemed to send my chest squeezing. I opened my arms, and she fell into them. Her hands wrapped around my neck. Heat spiked from the way her fingertips lazily brushed the back of my neck, sliding up to play with the hairs poking from my ball cap.
Her plush lips pressed against mine. Supple tits squished into my chest. She was pliable, molding to conform to me. The flat of my hand slid between her shoulder blades, down to the small of her back, right to where the curve of her ass began.
Her mouth parted, allowing a soft gasp to escape those sweet lips that I suddenly was desperate to have wrapped around my cock. To have her on her knees, peering up at me with her golden flecked eyes.
Parker came up behind her while I pushed her tighter against my hard body. His chin fell against her shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around both of us. His hand slid into my back pockets, an amused glint as he eyed me.
I tilted my head a slight fraction. Enough for him to take my silent approval and make his move. Thea had mentioned that first night with the three of us in the shower that she wanted to watch us together. This would be a taste of what that would look like.
We’d see how she reacted, test the waters and find out if she really meant it.
I dropped my head at the same time Parker lifted his. Our mouths met with Thea sandwiched between us. Her head tilted so she could observe. Parker let me take the lead, my tongue pushing inside of his mouth while he squeezed his hands in my pockets. He was rough, demanding as his fingers dug into me.
The bite of pain was welcoming. It was why I enjoyed being with Parker when we weren’t with women. The touch of a man was different from the touch of a woman. Rougher, more demanding. Whenever I was on the verge of a PTSD moment, Parker stabilized me. I could be brutal with him, and he returned the rough gestures.
Thea moaned against my ear, her fingers digging into my shoulder while Parker pushed her further into me. If I didn’t know any better, he was hard, and shoving it right between the divots of her ass. I flexed my hips, doing the same to her center.
I bit at Parker’s lip when I pulled away. Thea nuzzled her head into the crook of my neck, peering up at both of us.
“Jesus,” she all but whimpered, her chest rising and falling heavily. “Why was that so hot?”
Parker chuckled. He pulled away, nodding toward her grill. “Better make sure your buns didn’t burn, nabi.”
Thea’s cheeks turned a shade of red, but she clung to me, as if she didn’t want to separate from me.
Gravel from the driveway kicked up, a car pulling into the space beside Parker’s. My grip on Thea tightened at the same time Parker stepped closer to us. We were both on edge, not sure who this could be.
“Were you expecting anyone, kitten?” I asked.
“No.”
Thea stood straighter, her eyes narrowing as she peered at the sedan. The vehicle never shut off, even when the back door flung open. My fingers dug into her hips, bringing her closer to me while my entire body was on high alert.
“Chrissy?” Thea pulled out of my grip, running toward the car as a woman drug a suitcase from the back seat with her.
The woman in question was Chrissy, the best friend. She was shorter than Thea, only coming up to her shoulders as they hugged. Wild, dark curls framed her face, and hazel eyes glared at me and Parker as she rested her chin on Thea’s shoulder.
The two spoke in hushed tones, Thea playing with the black curls resting around her friend’s face. Whatever they were discussing, she didn’t want us to hear. I tried to respect those boundaries, but me and allowing others to have their privacy never mixed well.
