Fuck, she’s gorgeous. She lifts her arms to release her red hair and shakes it out behind her.
“See, Kayla thinks I should just tell Wyatt to do his worst, but something tells me this will go like every other time we collide.” She closes the distance between Wyatt and her.
His dark eyes watch her every move. He’s a fucking bomb ready to go off and she’s already lit the fuse.
“What do you think, Wyatt? Should I pick which one of you gets to do the deed with me tonight? Is that the game we’re playing now?” She stops right before him. Her pretty face tipped up to search his eyes.
“Sara,” I try to warn her, but it’s too late.
“Do you want to know why I’ve said no all these years?” Wyatt’s jaw ticks.
I start toward them.
She cocks her head. “You mean why you’ve rejected me for years. Why at every point in my life when I would’ve said yes, you acted like I didn’t exist. I could have fallen at your feet and you would have stepped over me. So yes, please tell me why now. When I stand naked in front of you, waiting for something, anything to happen.”
Her eyes shimmer in the light.
“If I tell you, are you going to run back to Dante to protect you?” His hand threads through her hair behind her head.
She shakes her head. “No. I’m done being protected.”
His eyes meet mine. He’s under control and he’s telling me to let this happen. I stop. Fuck it, they need to figure this out. It’s time.
He tightens his fingers in her hair and she gasps at the bite of pain, but she doesn’t back down.
“Do you think you can be what I need, trouble?” He lowers his head and brushes his nose against hers.
A shiver sweeps through her. “What do you need?”
“Tonight, I need to taste you.” His lips brush over hers.
She whimpers and her hands clutch his shirt. “Wyatt.”
“When you’re sober, we’ll talk. Because what I want from you won’t be pretty. It won’t be chocolate and flowers. I want you fully aware of what you’ll give me and what I’ll take from you.”
Her lips part on a gasp before he claims her mouth. I expected to feel jealousy. I didn’t earlier with Finn, but Wyatt was always Sara’s end game. But as I watch them, I want more. I want to see him fuck her. Watch the way she comes for him.
I want to overwhelm her with touch and taste and fill her with our cocks until she begs for more. Make her squirm for us. Fill her with us so she never feels unwanted again.
Wyatt breaks the kiss and leans his forehead against hers. He lifts his gaze to mine and then Finn. He wants that too.
“In the morning.” Wyatt trails his finger over her swollen lower lip.
She whimpers and he tugs her hair, making her gasp again.
“Sleep tonight, trouble. Dream of what we can do to you. Tomorrow, we’ll make your dreams come true.”
Chapter 30
Assertion
Sara
My brain stopped functioning around the time Wyatt pulled on my hair. And then he kissed me. Like end-of-the-world kissed me. My whole body lit up like a carnival that I most definitely want to attend.
As if I could sleep after that.
Dante ushered me into Tom’s room—still almost naked—kissed me on my head and hurried out before I could even take a breath.
