Page 60 of Slapshot Obsession
I nod and Colsen’s mouth hovers over my ear before descending the column of my neck. “Let’s see if he really means it.”
Nash’s eyes are set on us. He’s still close enough that Ican feel his body heat. “I… Maybe I should go. We can talk tomorrow a little more.”
Colsen stops kissing my neck. His hand cups the side of my face as he encourages me to turn and look at him. “Do you want Nash to go, pretty girl?”
My eyes flit from Colsen to Nash. “No. I would love it if you’d stay, Nash.”
There’s another moment of silence. You could cut the tension with a knife.
When Nash shakes his head, I think that he might walk away.
He doesn’t.
NASH
I’m fucked.
If I were smart, I’d tell Taryn that I’ll text her tomorrow and go back to training camp.
I’d get some much needed sleep and reflect on what I just agreed to with a fresh mind.
Dating Taryn with Colsen and Tucker. When I think about it, I wonder if I’ve taken too many pucks to the head.
And yet, here I am. I want Taryn so much that I don’t care if she wants Tucker and Colsen. As long as she wants me too.
But agreeing to date Taryn with my two teammates in the picture is one thing; staying here with Colsen is another.
I’m frozen, rooted to my spot.
My mind is reeling as I try to decide what to do.
Taryn’s eyes are huge as she looks at me, her pretty face flushed, her lips swollen by both mine and Colsen’s kisses.
And speaking of the devil, the ghost of a smile appears on his face. His eyes are on me when he turns Taryn in his arms again.
He kisses her and begins to lower the zipper in the back of her pink dress.
As the creamy skin of Taryn’s back begins to come into view, I make my decision.
Maybe it’s because all my blood has left my brain to migrate south the second she said she wanted me.
Or maybe it’s because they look so hot together that I don’t want to go. I want to kiss her and taste her and be inside her. And I want to see how she looks when Colsen does the same things with her.
Fuck me.
My hands grab the two pieces of the back of her dress, and I help the garment slide down Taryn’s perfect body.
Colsen doesn’t stop kissing her, so I move the golden curtain of her hair and trail my open mouth down the column of her neck.
Her toned ass rubs against my crotch as she arches her back. My fingers unfasten the clasp of Taryn’s strapless pink bra, leaving her in a pair of lacy pink panties and nude heels.
When Colsen cups her tits with his hands, I brace myself for my own reaction. Am I going to get too jealous and end up punching him in the face?
But this is the thing. The jealousy doesn’t come. I just want to play with Taryn’s tits too.
I almost expect Colsen to get mad at me when I encourage Taryn to turn around to face me.
He doesn’t. “Fuck, that looks so hot,” he murmurs,watching me as I cup her tits and rub the pads of my thumbs over the points of her hard nipples.
