My stomach flips. Parker stares up at me through dark lashes. “Our turn?”
I shrug. I want it. I want it so fucking bad, but not if they don’t. “Only if you want to,” I whisper. “If you’re not ready or you’re not comfortable, we don’t—”
My voice cuts off with an oomph as Parker grips my shirt in shaky fists and yanks me down to them, slamming our lips together.
They’re more playful than I think I expected them to be, their lips curling into a smile against mine. I can’t help but smile back into the kiss, still not sure how I got so damn lucky.
Parker’s grip on my shirt tightens, and they turn more serious, the smile falling away as they part their lips in invitation. I sweep my tongue past them, my blood boiling when they moan into my mouth.
The sound ricochets through me, lighting me up from the inside out.
It’s over far too soon, Parker dropping and breaking away from me.
I get a little lost staring at them. At their flushed cheeks and their blown pupils.
“What’s this color, Cotton Candy?” Ben asks, breaking the silence.
Parker’s face transforms, happiness spreading across every inch. They let out a low chuckle. “I can’t believe you asked.”
Ben grins, stepping closer. The three of us are standing so close to each other that I can feel the heat from both of their bodies. Ben wraps an arm around me, pulling me closer to him. “Don’t you wanna know Park’s color, cutie?”
“I really do.”
A pink flush spreads over Parker’s cheeks before they bury their face in their hands. “Ugh. Sky blue and yellow.”
Interesting colors.
“Like sunshine on a clear day?” Ben asks softly.
Face still buried, Parker nods. “Exactly like that,” they whisper. “Exactly.”
“Jesus. Let me see your face, Cotton Candy.”
Parker’s shoulders rise and fall with their breath, and then they’re looking at Ben. He doesn’t hesitate. Cupping Parker’s jaw, he pulls them forward, holding them flush against his body. They’re close enough that I can see Parker’s shudder when their lips connect. My dick had calmed, but when they let out simultaneous moans, it twitches.
“Holy fuck, you two are so hot.” The words are out of my mouth before I even decide to say them, and they break apart to both stare at me.
“You too, Lan,” Parker says, hoarse, and before I can process, they’re pressed against my body and rising on their tiptoes to kiss me again.
Yeah, I’m really not sure how I got so lucky. “We have a lot of time to make up for, me and you,” they rasp against my lips.
“What do you mean?” I ask.
Parker breaks away, then sits down on the edge of their bed. “Like, it took me so long to come around… I just… I know you guys are further into this… whatever this is.”
Ben and I share a look.
“Cotton Candy, Landon and I haven’t kissed since your art exhibit.”
“And even then, it was just one kiss,” I add.
Parker’s brows draw together. “Huh?”
Ben sits down beside Parker, and I sit on the other side. “We’ve only kissed without you one time, Lovebug.”
“And I’m not even sure it counts as ‘without you,’ since we agreed it didn’t feel right with just the two of us.”
“What do you mean it ‘didn’t feel right’?” Parker asks, looking anywhere but at the two of us.
