It turned me on more than I ever could have imagined, and I kissed Rhett harder.
Is this the beginning of a threesome?I wondered as the elevator door opened.
Wordlessly, I led them down the hall to my apartment. My mind was racing, and my heart pounded against my ribs like it was trying to escape.
“Sorry about the mess,” I said as we walked inside. “I was meal-prepping today and haven’t had a chance to clean up the dishes.”
Rhett took a look around. “You call this a mess? This is how my place looksafterI’ve cleaned it.”
I started to tease him about that, but then Cole grabbed me by the arms and threw me up against the front door. He kissed me like he was trying to prove something, melding his body against mine in the most wonderful way. I let out a low moan in my throat, and he responded in kind, his moan deeper and more masculine as we made out.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” I heard Rhett say. “Not wasting any time, eh captain?”
Cole tore his lips from mine, but didn’t step back. He stared deeply into my eyes, still looking every bit as hungry as the kiss had implied.
“Well?” I managed to ask. “Was Rhett right? Am I a good kisser?”
Cole’s lips twitched in a smile. “Rhett’s rarely right. But in this case, he is. You’re a wonderful kisser.”
Rhett shouldered into his teammate and took my hand. “Quit hogging her, captain. Let’s get this party started.”
I allowed him to lead me down the hall into my bedroom. My place was small, so it was easy for him to find even though he’d never been here before. As soon as we were inside, I took a quick look around. Thankfully I had made the bed, and itwas otherwise clean except for a hamper of dirty laundry in the corner. But one of my Atlanta Reapers sweatshirts was on top of the pile, covering up any underwear that might have been underneath.
“I’m still shocked Cole came home with you on a first date,” Rhett said, crossing his arms and leaning against the door frame.
“It was our second date,” Cole replied, eyes locked onto me the whole time.
“Wait, when was the first?” Rhett demanded.
“Long story,” I said, smiling back at Cole. “Neither of you want a drink?”
“Like I said: I’m looking forward to that boozy cider,” Cole replied, striding toward me. “But I also said I want itafter.”
“You did say that.”
Cole wrapped me in his arms again and kissed me, this time sliding his tongue into my mouth. I accepted it eagerly, and let him push me sideways onto the bed.
“Do I get an assist for this?” Rhett asked, stripping his shirt off and tossing it on the ground.
“Hopefully an assistanda goal,” I replied.
Rhett sat on the edge of the bed, one leg stretched out and the other still planted on the floor. “Don’t mind me. Just gonna watch a little first.”
“Watch and learn,” Cole said, pushing me onto my back and covering me with his body. “Good thing you have a veteran like me here to show you the ropes.”
Rhett scoffed. “I recall showingyouhow it’s done the last time we double-teamed a lady.”
Before I could ask any more,Cole claimed my mouth again, and I arched for more, melting into him with a languorous moanas I lazily raked my fingers through his dirty blonde hair. And even as his tongue plunged deeper into my mouth, I could feel him holding back, fighting to contain his most primal urge.
His fingertips ghosted along my ribs, the contact sparking a fire between my legs. I rolled my hips, and he moaned into my open mouth, shaking with how much he wanted me, and how hard it was for him to maintain control. I fucking loved feeling him this way. Barely able to contain himself.
But that wasn’t the main reason my underwear was soaked through.
“Why are you stopping?” Rhett asked from his spot at the head of the bed. His eyes were streaked with heat, and one corner of his mouth curled in a smirk as he stroked the visible bulge in his pants.
“Catching my breath.” I let my gaze linger on his crotch, watched him shift as he grew even more aroused. It was probably throbbing at this point.
Aching forme.
