Page 55 of Hard to Hold
“Come here,” I told her as I shifted back, leaving room for her to sit on the tailgate between my legs.
When she got situated, her back to my chest, I grinned to myself as she pulled Rhys in front of her, his ass resting against the metal, positioned between our legs.
No one said anything for several minutes as we stared up at the stars and out at the lake. The moon was bright, bouncing off the water and highlighting the tree line in the distance. It was peaceful.
I wasn’t sure there’d ever been a more perfect place than here. Right now.
Amy relaxed into me, her breathing returning to normal. When she reached for my hand, linking her fingers with mine, I allowed her to position it on her leg. I breathed easier, more comfortable like this than I could remember being in my life.
“Have y’all done this before?” she asked.
“No,” I answered easily. “Not like this.”
Amy cocked her head to look up at me. I peered down my nose at her.
“Like this? What does that mean?”
I sighed. I really didn’t want to get into this with her. Even thinking about my previous sexual encounters tainted this moment and I didn’t want that.
“Have you shared a woman before?” She didn’t sound judgmental. “Rumors go around, Wolfe. It isn’t like I haven’t heard a few things about you and your cousin.”
“Yeah. I’ve shared a woman with my cousin.”
“What about you?” Amy tapped Rhys on the back, her fingers lingering.
“I’ve never shared a woman with Wolfe or his cousin.”
Amy laughed. I did, too.
She shifted in my lap, making my cock twitch. I was hard as steel and there was no way to hide it from her, but I was ignoring it, hoping she would, too.
“Now, I’m no expert on it, but I do know what it means to be bisexual. I mean, come on, I do read books. I take it you are? Both of you?”
“Yes,” Rhys answered instantly, turning so that he was facing us. “But it’s not somethin’ I broadcast.” His gaze met mine.
“And you?” Amy peered up at me again.
“I’ve experimented,” I said, my eyes locked with Rhys’s, speaking more to him than anyone. “But it’s never felt like this before.”
I could feel Amy watching us, studying us. I couldn’t look away from Rhys for whatever reason.
“Have you kissed him?”
Okay, now I could look away. Was she serious?
I looked down, trying to see who she was asking. Her smile was wicked, and it did something to my insides, made me want to do wicked, dirty things to her.
“Yes,” I told her.
“Do you want to kiss him again?” She giggled. “I sound like I’m in sixth grade, trying to get the cute boy to kiss my best friend. But do you?”
I smiled. “Yeah.”
“What’s stopping you?”
Amy shifted, pulling Rhys forward at the same time, which brought my mouth dangerously close to his. I didn’t move, figuring Rhys could do as he wished. I had been the one to initiate our first kiss, so turnabout was fair play.
“Don’t mind me,” Amy said with a chuckle. “I’m just a girl watching two smoking-hot cowboys make out.”
