I search their face, looking for the meaning behind those words. They’re pushing themself. Seeing where their comfort level lies. Seeing if they’re going to be okay with us being together without them. “Are you sure?”
After a second’s hesitation, they nod. “I’m sure.”
I steal another kiss, but this time, I don’t keep it chaste or light or sweet. Parker groans against my lips, gripping my shirt tightly in their hand. When I pull away, Parker stares up at Landon.
The want burning in their gaze has my half-hard cock pressing against my zipper. “Can I have another kiss from you?” Parker asks softly.
“Yeah, Lovebug. Hell, you never have to ask. I’m yours—”
Parker cuts him off by rising on their tiptoes and kissing him. Heat and happiness swirl through my stomach as I watch them. God, they’re so beautiful together.
Landon smiles against Parker’s lips, and I find myself smiling too.
When Parker breaks the kiss, Landon’s still smiling. “Alright,” I say. “I’m gonna take Lan to the couch andentertainhim.” Parker nods. “Communicate, Cotton Candy. If it makes you feel bad, just say the word, okay?”
They nod slowly. “I will.”
This is hard. Not because I don’t think I can show them equal attention, but because everything inside of me is screaming to keep them like this. With my body pinning Landon to the counter and Parker pressed against the two of us. Our little trio, complete and together.
Parker steps away first. “Go on, then.”
With a sigh, I let my arm drop from Landon’s waist and grab his hand instead. “Let’s go, Cutie.”
He follows me to the couch, and when we sit down, he leans close to me. “If you don’t want to do anything alone with me, that’s okay,” he says, voice low. “I’m not going to be upset about it.”
I stare at him in abject horror. Fuck, is that what he thinks? “You think I don’t want to?”
He shrugs. “I didn’t say that. I just don’t want you to think youhaveto. I understand. I won’t be upset.”
Without giving him any more time to protest, I move quickly, straddling him and pushing him backward on the couch with my body. His eyes widen as I lean in close, my lips hovering over his. “You think I don’t want you, Lan? That I’m not interested?”
“I didn’t say tha—”
“I can’t fucking breathe sometimes with how much I want you. Keeping my hands to myself while we were trying to win Parker over was the hardest thing I’ve done in my life.” I press my lips to his, swallowing his gasp. “I think about you all the time. Your sweet blush and the way you whimper when I kiss you.”
Fisting both hands in his hair, I slam my lips down on his. His hands settle on my hips tentatively. “Fuck, that’s it, baby,” I murmur. “Touch me.”
Landon moans quietly, nearly sending my body up in flames.
His large hands roam my back, and his hips roll up, pressing his hardening cock against my ass. I mimic his movement, grinding myself against his stomach.
I lose myself in it a little bit. Kissing him. Rocking my body against his. Tugging on his hair until he’s whimpering and moaning into my mouth. “Fuck,” I breathe, rolling my hips as my cock throbs hard.
Landon shudders, his tongue swiping my bottom lip. When I slip mine past his lips, he sucks on it, and I almost come. “Holy shit.”
He chuckles, breathless. “Parker taught me that one earlier.”
That gorgeous fucking enby angel. “Yeah? Did they teach you anything else?”
Shaking his head, he tightens his grip on me. “No, but I’m always down to learn something new.”
Dragging my lips from his, I kiss over his jaw, and when he drops his head back against the couch, I kiss along his throat. After sucking a bruise into his skin, I sit back and admire my handiwork before diving back in.
The couch dips beside us, and I pull away. “Hey, Cotton Candy.” Blue eyes with blown pupils meet mine. “You okay?”
They nod slowly. “Yeah, I’m okay.”
“You sure?” Landon asks, reaching out to rest his hand on the side of Parker’s throat.
