“Fuck, you’re breathtaking.” Drew’s dark eyes sweep over me and shivers work down my spine. He’s wearing gray slacks and a white buttoned dress shirt with the top buttons undone. It contrasts nicely with his golden skin. He takes my hand and lifts it to his lips. “Sara.”
Sparks float up my arm. “Come in.”
He steps into me and I back up a step, except he keeps coming until my back is against the wall. My breath catches. He shuts the door and tips my chin up.
“We got interrupted earlier.” His gaze drops to my lips.
I swallow hard around my thumping heart, which feels like it’s stuck in my throat. “Yes.”
His thumb brushes down my neck. “Should we make up for lost time?”
“Yes.” It barely leaves my mouth before his full lips brush gently over mine once, twice, three times. My insides turn molten. My hands cling to his arms, feeling the muscles shift beneath them.
“One taste before dinner.” He captures my lips, taking me hostage as I follow his lead.
This kiss isn’t the typical first kiss. It’s carnal and dirty and makes me excited for more.
I’ve been kissed before, but never quite as consuming as this. He explores the edges of my mouth before demanding entrance, which I happily give. He tastes me and slides his tongue against mine until my pussy throbs with need.
When he lifts his head, his darkened eyes search mine for a heartbeat. He could fuck me right here in the entryway and I wouldn’t care. If he fucks like he kisses, I’m in for one hell of a ride.
He brushes his thumb over my bottom lip. “Dinner?”
Chapter 3
Unrealized Loss
Dante
“What the fuck was Tom thinking?” I sit across from Wyatt and Finn in our conference room. It’s late and this is not exactly what we hoped to do on a Saturday night. We’ve looked everywhere for his most recent files, but they’re missing. Not on the server and not in the office file room.
“Whatever he got messed up in must be serious.” Finn rubs the back of his neck and cracks it. “He thinks he’s in danger.”
“He thinks she’s in danger.” Wyatt rubs his chin.
None of us have to ask who she is. Sara. Fuck, just thinking about her being in trouble makes me itch to be near her. To watch over her. But her family is home and she should be safe.
“Why did he tell her to not go home?” Finn pushes away the laptop. “It doesn’t make sense. Did he want her to stay with us? Maybe he meant for her to stay with her boyfriend?”
Wyatt growls low enough that we might not have heard it if the room weren’t so fucking quiet. There’s one thing in this world that Wyatt wants but won’t let himself have. I help where I can to drag her away and protect her from herself.
But she doesn’t hide that she wants Wyatt. She refuses to admit she wants Finn and me too. I’m just glad she doesn’t have to make a choice between us. Because according to Tom, she’s off-limits. We all want her, but none of us can have her.
It doesn’t make hearing about her dates any easier.
“It’s a date. Not a boyfriend.” I know Sara. She barely dates. The one guy she dated a few times this past year turned out to be in a relationship with another woman, along with his three friends. I’ve never contemplated sharing a woman, not even with my friends.
I’ve seen some porn with double penetration but never really considered it since I usually stick with one woman at a time and never thought to ask a guy into the bedroom with me.
“All we can do is keep trying to reach him.” Finn stands and stretches. “I feel like drinking tonight.”
“We should go by and make sure she’s okay.” Wyatt’s voice is gruff, but by we, he really means Finn or me. He does everything he can to not be alone with Sara. The guy’s willpower is good, but if anyone can make him break, it would be her.
I’m good with holding his line. I’m just lucky that Sara doesn’t look at me the way she looks at Wyatt. There’s desire there, and lust, but it’s something she chooses to ignore.
“I’ll go by.” Finn smirks. “I’ll check out the new guy and see if we need to do a background check on him.”
Wyatt makes a noncommittal noise. But I’m all for it.
