Panther snort-laughed, dropping his hands behind him and stretching out his legs. “Yeah, I’m not sure if I can see you doing this. You’d be more likely to play bumper jets if you got too close.”
“Nowthatsounds like fun.” I cocked my head, thinking. “Maybe if I was the number one and they had to follow my rules.”
“I don’t think that’s how it works.”
“Then yeah. Bumper jets or I’m out.”
Panther grinned.
“What about you? Do you play well with others?” I said, moving my hand so that it lined up alongside his.
“You tell me.”
Damn. The answer to that was fuck yes he played well. In my bed, in his, in the shower…
“I’d tell you, but I only want you playing with me.”
Panther’s eyes turned heated, and he opened his mouth to respond, but Gucci was right there, cockblocking fucker.
“Seriously, you two go get a room or shut the hell up. My ears are bleeding.”
I leaned around Panther to glare the asshole down. “Aww, you jealous? I know you’ve always had a thing for me.”
Gucci flipped me the bird and then looked to Panther. “You only hooked up with him so you could shut him up whenever you want, right? I mean, there really is only one way with him.”
I wasn’t sure how Panther would react to such a blunt statement, but when he turned to face me and chuckled, I thought it a testament to just how relaxed he was. His eyes fell to my mouth, and he grinned.
“It’s definitely one of the reasons.”
Gucci groaned and rolled his eyes before looking back to the sky, but Panther, that teasing bastard, kept his eyes locked on me.
“Aren’t you going to ask me what the other reasons are?”
Judging by the twinkle in his seriously blue eyes, I wasn’t sure I could handle hearing them in public. Not if they were half as good as the first one. As if he sensed my hesitation, a wicked grin curved Panther’s lips.
“Scared?”
Hell no. I was just worried I’d do something I shouldn’t, like attack him right there in front of everyone.
“Do I look scared?”
“Honestly? Kinda.”
“Fuck you.”
Panther laughed and leaned over, placing his hand on the seat behind my ass, his fingers grazing the back of my pants. Then his mouth was by my ear, and just as the jets flew by, he said in a raspy tone that made my balls tingle, “The other reason is because I would’ve done just about anything for the opportunity to get my dick inside you.”
Thank fuck the roar of the jets tore through the sky, because there was no way in hell I would’ve been able to stop my groan. Panther raised his head and locked eyes with mine, and I swallowed.
“That works both ways, you know.”
“Oh, trust me, I know.” Panther moved back to his original position and winked at me. Then he looked to the sky. “That’s the other reason.”
And fuck me, I was done. I was so damn done when it came to other guys.
I knew it, he knew it, and judging by the morons all around us looking our way now…they knew it too.
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