“Come on. Let’s go home. There’s no fucking way I’m going back into your apartment. It’s infested with death noodles.” Troy dragged me towards their door.
Laughter bubbled up, hugging him close. “Your place it is.”
Chapter 21
Troy
Rhettmetmyeyesover Aimee’s head as we walked deeper into our apartment and he closed and locked the door. He was smiling like he couldn’t contain it, and I felt the same intense joy, though a bit more on the inside. This wasn’t just sex anymore—this was love, openly declared and accepted. I had everything I’d never dared to want, not just Rhett’s love, but Aimee’s too.
I reached for them both, unable to keep my hands to myself for a second longer.
“I love you,” I said as I pulled Aimee against me, and reached for Rhett. “Both of you. So fucking much.”
Rhett moved behind Aimee, bracketing her between us, pressing his lips to the sensitive spot below her ear that made her gasp. “We love you too.” He met my eyes over her shoulder, thatfamiliar mischievous gleam returning. “Now that we’ve settled that, can we please tear each other’s clothes off? I’ve been hard since the restaurant.”
Aimee laughed, the sound vibrating against my chest where she was pressed against me. “Romantic as always, Rhett.”
His hands were already working at the buttons of her blouse. “I’m a simple man with simple needs. And right now, I need both of you naked and so close there’s not even room for air between us.”
I couldn’t deny him that. I grabbed the hem of Aimee’s shirt, tugging it upward as she lifted her arms to help. Bending down, I pressed my lips to the silky skin of her shoulder, trailing kisses down to the lace edge of her bra. She shivered under my touch, her hands tangling in my hair as Rhett worked on removing her pants from behind.
Rhett groaned, resting his forehead against Aimee’s shoulder. “Shit, Olive and Cheeto want out.”
“Now?” Aimee whined.
“They can’t stay locked up all night.”
“Go,” I urged him, spinning Aimee in my arms so I could kiss her properly. “I’ll keep her warm for you.”
He pressed a quick kiss to Aimee’s bare shoulder before bolting out of the room. “Be right back!”
As soon as he was out of sight, I captured Aimee’s mouth with mine, kissing her with everything I was feeling. She melted against me, her arms winding around my neck as she pressed her half-naked body to mine. I walked her backward until her back hit the wall, my hands exploring every inch of exposed skin.
“I can’t believe you’re ours,” I murmured, bending to suck on a hard nipple.
“Already was. Just couldn’t admit it.” Her back arched as she pressed up into my mouth, her fingernails scraping my scalp as she hauled me closer. I swirled my tongue, smiling a little at the way she bucked against the touch. Our girl was so responsive, and I loved it.
“Now, that’s what I like to see.” Rhett’s voice broke through our moment, and we both turned to find him standing naked in the hallway, his erection jutting proudly before him. He flashed a shameless grin. “Didn’t want to waste time, so I stripped while I was walking. Slut mode includes an efficiency setting.”
“You’ve lost your goddamn mind.” I barked out a laugh, shaking my head at his antics even as my cock went rock hard, because he was fucking gorgeous. Ridiculous, but gorgeous.
“Slut mode is a real thing!” He sauntered toward us like he wasn’t exposed, his cock bobbing with each step. “And you love it.”
“I do,” I admitted, reaching for him as he neared, pulling him in for a deep kiss that he returned with enthusiasm.
Aimee watched us, her eyes dark with desire as her hands worked at the button of my jeans. “I want you both,” she said, her voice low and urgent. “Inside me. Together. Want to be joined to both of you.”
We broke apart, both staring at her. “You mean...” Rhett started, his voice trailing off as he processed her words.
Her fingers deftly unzipped my fly. “I’m on the pill. We’ve all been tested. I trust you. I want to feel you both, no barriers.”
I groaned, the image her words conjured sending a surge of heat straight to my groin. “Are you sure?”
Her answer was to push my jeans and boxers down in one smooth motion, freeing my aching cock. “I’m sure,” she whispered, wrapping her fingers around me. “I want to be filled by both of you. Connected completely. Connecting you.”
Rhett made a strangled sound in the back of his throat, moving closer to help strip Aimee of the rest of her clothing. Between the three of us, we made short work of the remaining barriers, clothes flying in all directions until we were all gloriously naked, hands and mouths exploring with newfound urgency.
The sight of Rhett’s hand between Aimee’s legs transfixed me, his fingers glistening with her arousal as he worked them in and out of her. Meanwhile, Aimee’s small hand wrapped aroundhis cock, stroking him with the perfect pressure that made his breath hitch. The heady cocktail of love and lust that I felt for both of them in that moment was like a riptide pulling me under, and I had no desire to fight it.
