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“Yes, Austin, I’ll go out with you.” I smiled at his innocent request, because there was certainly nothing that innocent between us. I wanted him to rip my clothes off. “Will you please finally kiss me?”
The corner of his mouth tugged. “Yes.”
He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and cradled my face in his palm. I had a split second to thinkthis is really happening, then he leaned in. Austin’s lips brushed mine gently once, and it was soft. Easy. Almost like kissing a friend.
But it was the spark we needed to start the fire.
“Fuck,” he breathed out.
His fingers curled into my hair and he tugged my mouth back against his. I wound my arms around his neck with a groan, our tongues winding together. Heat rippled through me and I gasped between kisses, my world spinning.
Austin’s hands went to my hips and he lifted me into his lap. My knees slid to either side of his thighs as he kissed down my neck, holding me tight to him.
Fuck.How in the hell was I supposed to survive being kissed this way by three sexy men?
Austin tugged my lower lip between his teeth with a groan. I could feel hardness against my core, and that only turned me on more.
“I should go before I do something ridiculous,” he murmured.
“Like what?”
“Like take off all our clothes and eat you out on this couch while your boyfriends kiss in the shower.”
I tugged his hair, enjoying the way his gaze lit with surprise. “I don’t know,” I whispered. “I like being ridiculous sometimes.”
“Yeah?” He gave me a smile, and it was bright enough that it chased away all the dark clouds clinging to him. “I have to be able to beat Nick at something.”
“Oh god. Eating me out is not a competition.”
“But it could be.”
I squealed as he picked me up, pushing me back onto the sofa. His hips wedged my thighs apart, his touch turning gentle as he kissed me again.
“Are you sure?” he asked. “We don’t need to rush into anything. We can take things slow.”
I shook my head. “I’m done waiting. Why not go fast? Why not dive in? Why not take a chance on three gorgeous men?”
He held my gaze and smiled. “Why not?”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Matthew
“Do you think they’re fucking yet?” Nick whispered against my ear.
“Shut up, Nick,” I muttered as I tightened the pink shower bonnet around his head.
Between his mullet and my curls, neither one of us wanted our hair wet. But we both sure as hell wanted to wash off, especially after today.
Plus, it was just an excuse to see him naked again.
Nick chuckled as he sat a bottle of lube on the shower shelf. I shook my head at him, because we absolutelyshould nothave sex together right now, especially not after the day he’d had.
“Don’t shake your head at me,” he teased. He reached over and adjusted my bonnet, smirking at me.
“I can and I will,” I quipped.
I backed him against the tiled wall of Evie’s shower, trying not to think about the countless patients I’d seen after they’d slipped trying to do this exact thing with a romantic partner. But I couldn’t take my hands off him. After the day we had, I wanted a taste of him more than anything else.
