“Which floor?” I asked, chest to chest with a hot-as-fuck Marine. He might actually be taller than me when he stood straight.
“The top one,” he murmured.
Nathan cleared his throat behind me and pressed the button for the fourth floor.
It was a nice sandwich to find myself in, with my man pressed up against my back and Kyle pressed against my front.
My mouth twitched in amusement when I realized it had to be the slowest elevator too.
“Checkout hour must be terrible,” Nathan muttered.
I didn’t tear my gaze away from Kyle for a second, and it seemed to do something to him. This was a man who didn’t lack assertiveness or confidence, and he was undoubtedly used to being in charge. But maybe…every now and then…he wanted to relinquish that control? His warm gaze flickered with an ounce of trepidation, just a pinch of it, and that was enough for me.
I leaned in slowly, enjoying the emotions flitting past in his expression. I bet he was all urgency in the sack. He struck me as someone who could easily get impatient.
He raked his teeth across his bottom lip and dipped his stare to my mouth, and he shifted against me. Then I was there, brushing my lips to his, and he kissed me back without hesitation.
It was…different. I wasn’t kissing the love of my life. This was 100% lust and fun. Purely physical.
Huh.
I deepened the kiss, and our tongues met unhurriedly.
This might actually work for me.
It felt weirdly liberating.
No strings, no worries about tomorrow, no feelings involved, and yet…it was more meaningful than the old hookups from my past—because now I had Nate with me. We were in this together.
Deepening the kiss further, I cupped his jaw in one hand and felt myself letting go of thoughts of things that could potentially go wrong.
Nathan cranked things up by kissing my neck and sliding a hand between Kyle and me to palm my cock, and that settled things for me. I wanted an evening of hands and mouths everywhere, our bodies twisting in the sheets, and zero inhibitions beyond our boundaries. I wanted to see Nate lose his shit and fuck Kyle into next week. I wanted to choke them both out with my cock.
The elevator finally stopped, and I broke away to catch my breath.
The hunger was clear as day in Kyle’s eyes.
Once we were out of the elevator, he led the way down the hall till we reached Room 408, and he inserted the key card.
In the minute that followed, I drew pleasure from Kyle’s slight fumbling. I bet he wasn’t used to it, and I bet he didn’t like it. The room was small, with only a queen bed, two nightstands, and a chair. His bag sat on that chair, and he dug through it, seemingly insistent on finding those test results. He rambled briefly about covering all bases and finding rubbers too.
In the meantime, Nate ducked into the even tinier bathroom in the entryway to freshen up, and it was my turn when he was finished.
I spent less than two minutes in there, basking in the relief of not feeling nervous, and it was evidently enough time for Nate to regain his assertiveness. Because I came out to find a few printouts on the floor and two men on the bed, in the middle of making out and shedding clothes.
God-fucking-damn.
They’d killed the light in the ceiling too, instead flicking on the smaller ones on the nightstands.
The curtains had been drawn.
I inhaled a long breath as heat rolled over me in a heavy wave that slowed time down and directed all my focus on Nate and Kyle. Fuck me, but that was pure sex. Nate liked to joke about him being the geek and me being the jock, but fucking look at him. The muscles in his back shifted with grace as he hovered over Kyle, who was mostly impatient to get Nate’s pants off. My man was in charge, and his dominance quiet but unyielding. He had patience. He showed more than he spoke. Kyle grunted and finally pushed down Nate’s pants, and all Nate did was slip a hand to Kyle’s throat and deepen the kiss.
I stepped out of my jeans and threw them on the chair, then hauled my tee over my head.
“Ash is gonna bury his big cock right here,” Nate said quietly, his voice full of lust. “You better make it good for him. His cock deserves all the worship.”
Jesus. All right, I was done watching.
