It doesn’t matter. Itshouldn’tmatter. All that matters is I’m harder than I’ve ever been, and I’m pretty sure I’m going to come somewhere other than in my own hand tonight, and that is enough to stop me from walking out the door.
Chapter Ten
Alex
“That was so fucking hot,” Hailey murmurs, bringing me back to Earth. I blink, the world hazy at the edges except for the sight of them before me.
The noise around me quiets as well as the noise inside me as I watch the panic flash in Mack’s eyes. His chest rises and falls as he sucks in a breath, and if I don’t step in, this is going to go south fast.
I know that panic, that anxiety, and I know it fucking well. That moment when you questioneverythingbecause suddenly the barriers are broken.
There’s no telling if what I’m about to do is going to work, or if it’s going to backfire on me completely and get me punched in the face.
I take two small steps forward, grab him by the throat, and I kiss him. Hard.
His hands come up, balled into fists against my pecs and he tries to push me away, like I expect. The sounds of Hailey’s wet mouth around his cock echo in the air.
His palms rest on my chest, fingernails digging into my skin as I slide my tongue into his mouth, wanting to savor every bit of this moment because it won’t last.
It’ll be gone in a flash, like every other moment I’ve stolen with Jordan Mackenzie.
I want him so fucking badly. I’ve wanted him for three years, and now that he’s here, kissing me with equal force, I’ll take everything I can get.
One hand rests on his throat while my free hand slides down his side, resting on his hip. I break away, his heavy breath between us warm on my skin.
I settle my hand over his stomach, committing the curves and definition of his abs to memory, because in the morning that’s all I’ll be.
A crazy, drunk memory. A regret.
So if I’m going to burn, why not light the match myself?
When in Vegas, right?His amber gaze meets mine, and I push him so hard he falls onto the bed with a thud as Hailey groans.
“Fuck, that’s so hot…”
She grabs me, shoving her tongue down my throat. It’s rushed and messy, and not bad in the scheme of kisses, but she’s no Jordan Mackenzie. Not even close.
“You like that, huh?” I tease her while smirking at him.
He stares up at us, his gleaming cock bouncing. My gaze travels up his sizable length and I bite my lip, twisting my fingers in my ring as I think about exactly what it would feel like to choke onthat.
Fuck me.
“Yes,” she breathes. “You guys are so hot together.”
She keeps saying that as if I don’t already know. Me and Mack? Hottest couple to ever be. If only I could convince him of that.
She giggles. It’s not long before her mouth is back on him. I crawl beside him, adjusting my own cock, because the sight of him like this, naked, with his cock shoved down her throat, is too fucking much.
I don’t want to come yet, though.
His head falls back into the pillows as he arches his back, a deep moan escaping his mouth.
God, he’s so fucking pretty like this.
Shattering like ice into a million glittering fractals.
My lips hover over his. I trace my finger over his kiss-swollen lips, reveling in the soft feel against the pad of my thumb.
