Jake cackled his way past the two men, who quickly went back to whatever argument they were having, and he was still hiccupping on his laughs as we made our way onto an elevator. I leaned forward to look at him. “Are you always going to defend me? If people know… I bet we’ll get a lot of that.”
He slid over to wrap his arms around my middle. My cock took an immediate interest in him, and my stomach flooded with heat as he ground us together, letting me know it wouldn’t take much to have him leaking for me, since he was already stiff. “Always.”
“Me too. And I throw a hard punch.” Declan sucked at my earlobe and my knees turned to water.
Jake nuzzled his nose to my cheek and started snickering again, and this time I joined him. My belly popped with champagne-bubble warmth, but not just because I knew they were taking me somewhere to have sex. I was enjoying all of this… the gentle teasing before getting off. I was feeling strangely emotional by the time the elevator doors opened on what must have been the right floor, since Declan led the way out into a hall with plush black carpeting and silver wall sconces.
“I wanted to treat you two, since you pulled out all the stops to visit. I called after the game and had them move my stuff here.”
He held up his phone to a scanner beside the door and let us into a room that might have been larger than the apartment I’d lived in. He hit a switch that turned on all the lamps scattered around. The space spread out, with a small kitchenette on the right that housed a sink and slim fridge, and in front of the bed was a lounge area with couches and a widescreen TV. Across the way the curtains were closed. But my attention got stuck on the massive bed as my blood rushed and I licked my lips.
Feeling brave, I said, “You shouldn’t have bothered.”
“Why?” Declan cocked his head and frowned. I was starstruck as the lights glinted in his blond hair and made him seem especially touchable.
“Because we’re only going to see the bed.” I hooked a thumb at the piece of furniture piled with thick blankets the same color as driftwood and more pillows at the top than ten people should need.
“Oh, he got you there, babe.” Jake lightly smacked me on the ass with a crooked grin, and Declan grabbed our hands, tugging us forward with a playful heave. He kicked the door closed, and I grinned, loosening up.
“This is fun,” I said, surprised.
“Well, yeah.” Jake playfully elbowed me, and all I had for him was a shrug. He ruffled my hair, and I lightly shoved him off, then Declan got us both with his knuckles on the top of our heads. Neither of us were tall enough to get him back, so Jake took the dirty low road and rubbed his palm against his crotch.
“Tell me you’re sorry or I stop.”
The corner of Declan’s mouth kicked up. “I have no pride with you, sweetheart. Ope. Sorry.”
Jake nodded as if that decided some monumental battle, then shoved Declan’s coat off his shoulders. Again I was feeling uncertain as I dropped my coat to the floor, but then Declan glanced down, and the heat in his eyes socked into my core. There was something about the way he licked his lips, and his smile shifted, just a little different than the one he reserved for Jake. It was only for me.
Jake shimmied out of his coat, and I couldn’t stop myself when he began to lift the hem of Declan’s shirt. I stepped in to help, skimming my fingers along his cut stomach and raising the fabric up his chest. Jake brought his hand to brush against mine so that he was flirting with me and groping his husband at the same time.
Jake wasted no time popping the fly on Declan’s pants and more firmly palming the bulge there. “Don’t think I forgot what you were up to last night, Mr. Greenwood-North.”
Declan laughed.
“Are you talking about the way he was playing with his ass?” I asked, and Jake let out a growly little noise that had Declan blushing, which was an unusual sight. “That was hot. I’ve never… I didn’t think you liked it?”
Declan took his shirt out of our hands and stripped it off, tossing it. I held my breath. He rolled his shoulders and tilted his head back, looking down at both of us from half-lidded eyes. “Just gotta be in the mood, that’s all.”
“I… can I eat you out?”
Jake whimpered, and by now I knew what that meant—he wanted me to repeat myself. I squeezed his hand and leaned over. “I want to eat your ass,” I whispered directly into Jake’s ear. He stood back and stripped his shirt off like it was on fire, then pushed down his jeans and underwear. He quickly toed off his shoes and socks and was standing there naked and hard. I brushed my fingertips along his cock just to feel the soft, silky skin, and his eyes closed.
Declan wasted no time going to a chair near the bed. He pulled a bottle of lube out of a plastic grocery bag and tossed it onto the blankets. “I got a better idea.”
I cocked my head. “What?”
Jake stalked over and pressed himself against Declan, and I practically drooled as Jake kissed up his chest to his neck, but Jake stopped, and his mouth fell open when Declan toyed with his nipple piercing. He was so hard his cock curved up and tapped his belly.
“I want you to sit on my face,” Declan said in my direction, “and talk about how good it feels while you—” He popped a kiss onto Jake’s lips and gave his nipple piercing a rough tug. “—use that slick tongue of yours to elevate my mood.”
“I’m down for it.” Jake waggled his eyebrows, and Declan let out an amused groan.
“I… I like this idea.” My cock stood up and showed exactly how much I wanted it, and I stripped my shirt off, tossing it.
“You fit with us so well.” Jake held out his hand for me, and when I walked over and took it, he kissed me. Declan took the opportunity to get rid of the rest of his clothes, and I was torn between staring and melting under Jake’s attention.
“Thank you. I was worried. Maybe more than I realized,” I murmured.
