“Nash?” she calls out.
I don’t let her ask twice. I’m by her side in seconds.
“So,” she looks at me and Colsen, kneeling at either side of her. “Now I’m the one who’s overdressed. Anyone care to help me get up to dress code?”
“You know,” Colsen tells her, skimming over her cheekbone with his knuckles. “I’ve been thinking about taking your pretty dress off of you with my teeth all night. But then I got way too excited, and I forgot. I could take your panties off with my teeth.”
Taryn giggles. “It sounds fun.”
“But on second thought,” Colsen continues. “In the spirit of sharing, I think I should let Nash do the honors.”
She nods. “I love that idea too.”
They both look at me, and I appreciate how Colsen is letting me crash his night with Taryn.
I know she said she wanted me to stay, but he couldhave had an issue with my presence. After all, he paid for this room and everything.
A part of me wonders if Colsen is being so amenable to show me that we can share Taryn without being at odds with each other. And maybe he’s right. It might not always be as easy as he makes it look right now. But it’s obvious that the driving force behind every decision he’s made since I knocked on their room’s door is Taryn’s happiness.
He wants to make her happy, and he wants her whether it’s just the two of them or Tucker and I are involved.
“I can try with my teeth.” I decide, scooting closer to Taryn’s waist and lowering my head.
Taking someone’s panties off using your teeth is easier said than done. I have one side down, but the other side offers more resistance than I can deal with without using my hands.
This isn’t a dare or anything, so using my hand to help would be perfectly acceptable. But maybe I can show Colsen that I really want to try to see if we can make a relationship with four of us work.
“Col,” I use my hand to keep the fabric of Taryn’s underwear from sliding back up. “Doing both sides is difficult. Do you want to get to the other side?”
He had been nuzzling Taryn’s neck, playing with her tits while he looked at my progress. “On it.” He slides down with a little wink in our girl’s direction.
With the two of us working together, we drag Taryn’s panties down her hips and thighs.
She helps us by arching her hips and I finish the job with my hands only when we’re at her knees.
I throw the delicate garment behind my back, my gaze zeroing in on Taryn’s perfect, bare pussy.
Every time Taryn and I have been together, it was aspur-of-the-moment situation. I never had the luxury of taking my time with her.
“Trouble,” I love the way she smiles when I call her Trouble. “I’ve been dying to taste you again since that night in the laundry room. May I?”
She squeezes her thighs together. “Please, Nash.”
I look at Colsen and he nods. “Doesn’t she taste amazing?”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
ALL IN
COLSEN
Iknew I could share Taryn with Tucker. But I also knew that Taryn wasn’t over Nash. I was worried about what would happen if he finally decided to take his head out of his own ass and really go for her.
Would Taryn choose her old crush over me and my best friend?
But this, sharing her with Nash too, isn’t something I’m doing just out of fear of losing her. Ever since he joined the team, I saw something in the quiet, brooding defenseman. He reminded of me my freshman year, before Tucker and I became friends and he helped me get out of my shell. That’s why I reacted the way I did when I saw how distraught Taryn was when Nash took a step back from getting to know her.
If I had thought that Nash didn’t care about her, I would have just comforted Taryn. But I saw the way he looked at her.
