"Sure." I leaned in to kiss the side of his neck. "But you have to say something if you're jealous."
"Same," he told me, glancing back.
"I heard that," Ash said.
Cy pushed him off, giving Ash the momentum to drift back to the middle of the pool. "You're a damned tease, Ash," he grumbled.
"Thought I was being good keeping my hands above the water," Ash said. "But if the boy-toy wants a show, well, I'm more than happy to burn this out on her."
Luke just chuckled, sounding more amused than nervous. "You're up, Violet."
So I let go of him and swam over to Ash. "You know you're about to be judged, right?"
"Oh, I'm so ready," Ash promised, catching my waist to pull me up against him.
I hooked a leg on his hip and he turned, angling us so both men could see. He also held me high enough that my chest and ribs were out of the water. My hand found the side of his face, and he looked up. I was looking down at him as he lowered me toward him, making a show of it. Ash always did. He couldn't help it; this was just his nature.
Then his hand slid up my body, between my breasts, and closed on my throat just as our mouths met. He held me there, keeping me from pulling away with that grip, but his mouth claimed mine. This was my Ashton. My Magenta. All of his fury was burned out on my lips. His need for Cy became the kind of passion that couldn't be contained.
Ash kissed me and I took it all. Our bodies moved, filling the hollows the other left. My fingers tangled in his hair, his squeezed my throat a little tighter, the other hand closing on my ass, holding me just high enough that I couldn't feel if he was hard or not. Then he nipped at my lip, sucking it between his teeth before kissing me again.
"If you aren't hard from watching that," Cy said, his words clearly for Luke, "then you aren't straight."
"I was already hard," Luke promised. "Damn, are they always like that?"
"I'd guess yes. Like I said, a matched set. Not many women get me going, but that? Best of both worlds, Luke, and that woman knows no bounds. Or the man."
I smiled against Ash's lips. "I think that was a compliment."
"Mhm," he agreed. "Now get your legs off me before I think of taking this too far."
Chapter Forty-Five
As soon as Ash and Violet separated, I knew it was my turn. I'd said I'd do this. I wanted to do this, but I couldn't get over the nerves telling me it was a bad idea. Cy leaned against the edge of the pool only a few feet away. I could probably back out. I had a feeling none of these beautiful people would judge me for it, but at the same time I didn't want to.
The problem was that I didn't know how to start. I'd kissed more women than I could count. That was easy, so how hard could this be? Lifting my chin, I made my way closer. I could almost feel the eyes of Violet and Ash burning holes into me, but it was Cy's that scared the shit out of me. His lips curled in a soft smile and the man spread his arms across the lip of the pool, giving me complete control.
"You can change your mind," he said.
I nodded. "Yeah, but I don't go back on what I said."
Then I was before him. Cy's eyes dropped to take in all of me, then back up. "You know how many times I thought about kissing you before I did it? Millions. When you asked me about guys sucking dick? I damned near offered to drop to my knees." He licked his lips. "But I'm not making the first move. I already screwed that up."
Just like a woman, I reminded myself. Then I leaned in. My hand found his ribs, my eyes slipped closed, and our lips met. I brushed a gentle kiss across his mouth once, but the second time, his lips parted and I let my tongue slide inside. He made a soft sound and leaned in, lifting his hand to the side of my neck, and I didn't want to stop.
I liked the way his beard felt. Harsh, coarse, and completely at odds with his gentle mouth. My head tilted a little more and his moved to match, deepening the kiss. His tongue bumped and tangled with mine. His hand pulled me a little closer, and mine found his chest. Flat. Hard. Maybe it was that this was taboo. It could've been because I knew Ash and Violet were watching. Either way, I liked it.
I let my hands explore. One moved down his side, the other across his chest. When I felt the pebble of his nipple under my palm, I moved to sweep my thumb across it. Cy grabbed my side and tugged me closer, groaning into my mouth, proving he liked it. That was the confidence I needed so I pushed in a little more.
One of my legs was between his. I lifted my hand to the back of his head, and the other flicked at his nipple again. Cy pulled his mouth away to kiss the side of my neck and nothing else mattered. His chest pressed against mine. My hips were so close to his. When his hand moved down to grab my ass, I didn't even think. I just leaned in, grinding my aching dick against him, loving the sound of his gasp.
"Fuck," Cy breathed, finding my mouth again for a hot, fast tangle of tongues. "Violet, I wanna do bad things to your boyfriend."
"I think my boyfriend wants you to do bad things to him," she said. "You two should probably take that upstairs, because neither of you can breathe underwater."
I heard her, but I had to kiss him again. It felt like someone had just taken off my chains, and I couldn't make myself stop. Not until Cy smiled against my lips. I pulled back, but he was watching me too intently.
"You staying the night?" he asked.
