“Here,” came his rumbling voice from behind her.
“Your turn,” Jesse said and turned her gently, holding her steady when she wobbled, and then she was staring at Knox, at the hazy smokey gray of his eyes and the silver silk of his hair and then he was kissing her, too.
His mouth was warm, firm, and so unexpectedly gentle she sighed into his touch.For a moment that’s all it was, the almost delicate press of his lips on hers, soft and sweet.Then he parted his lips, just a little, an unspoken request for more, and without hesitating she gave it to him.
It wasn’t the blast of heat gotten from Jesse, but a gradual build.His lips sought, and hers gave.He asked, and she answered.And when his tongue slipped past the barriers of lips and teeth to seek out deeper contact, she met it eagerly with her own.
And the world exploded.
His hands were still easy, still cradled her face with gentle care, but his mouth ravaged, plundered, possessed.She could do nothing but hang on for the ride, her nails digging into his wrists as need built from simmer to inferno in the span of a heartbeat, leaving her dizzy and trembling for more.
When he lifted his head, she let out a slow, shaky breath.“Okay, so, maybe Gwen was wrong.”
Knox’s chuckle danced over her lips, and she opened her eyes.He was smiling, a soft curve of his lips.
“We should probably talk,” he said.
“Okay,” she said agreeably.His hands were so warm on her face, so gentle.
“Would you like to stay for dinner?”he asked.“We’re having spaghetti.”
“Um.”She licked her lips, tasting him.“I like spaghetti.”
His smile deepened.“Good.”
“But Gwen and Bailey are waiting for me.We’re supposed to get Chinese food.”
Knox’s smile dimmed a little.“We can do it another time,” he began.
“I just have to tell them I’m staying,” she said and tugged reluctantly away.
“I’ll tell them,” Jesse offered.
“Oh, no, I have to.They won’t take your word for it.”
Jesse’s eyebrows went up.“Ah…okay.”
“Nothing personal,” she assured him.“You’re just a man.I’ll be right back, okay?”
“We’ll be here,” Knox assured her.
“Okay.”Giddy, the nerves in her belly transformed into excitement, she turned and rushed out the door.
Jesse waited until the front door slammed shut, then turned to Knox.“Am I dreaming?I feel like I’m dreaming.”
Knox rubbed his hands over his face.“I feel like I’m on a roller coaster.”
Jesse rubbed sweaty hands on his thighs.“How are we going to handle this?”
Knox dropped his hands.“We’re going to give her what she wants.”
Jesse stared at his husband.“We’re going to what?”
“You have objections to a threesome?”
Just the thought made his dick hard.“You know I don’t, but…”
Jesse glanced at the front window.He could still see headlights through the leaded glass.“This is about more than sex.I thought we were on the same page, there.”
