Page 112 of The Bro-code

At first I just wanted to see it again, so I encouraged Ryker to “kiss and make up.”

The kiss they just shared turned me on and pissed me off at the same time.

A part of me wants to challenge Ryker to make Bay come to show her that no one can make her feel as good as I can.

But what if he makes her come too? Then I guess Bay will have double the fun and that’s what rebounds should be about.

We still have our deal and I don’t think Ryker is a threat, or Bay wouldn’t have stayed in my arms while he was kissing her.

“Let’s see how sorry Ryker really is,” I challenge, teasing the spot behind Bay’s ear with the tip of my nose. “Get on your knees, Ryker. Use your mouth for good rather than for evil and let’s see if Bay likes it.”

Yeah, this is the other part of me that wants to have some fun and call the shots.

Ryker’s look turns into a scowl as we stare each other down. We might be friends but we’re both alpha type personalities and I’m marking my territory here.

It’ll be interesting to see if the desire to be in charge will win over Ryker’s desire for Bay.

“Do you want me to, Bay?” he finally says, ignoring me and leaving the decision in Bay’s hands.

Very well played.

Her voice is a little more than a whisper, almost breathless. “Yes.”

I watch with a mixture of surprise and satisfaction as Ryker sinks down on his knees in front of Bay.

“I’ve wanted to do this since that night on the plane,” he says, running the palms of his hands over Bay’s outer thighs. “I’ve been wondering how you taste since that night.”

He lifts her skirt and lowers his head, beginning to place open mouthed kisses on the creamy skin of her inner thighs, inching up with every kiss.

Bay squirms a little, leaning against my chest. “Enjoy it, Nova,” I whisper into her ear. “I’ve got you, I’m not going to let you fall.”

Ryker slips is fingers under the lace of Bay’s panties on her hips. “This ok?” he asks, beginning to lower the pale pink fabric.

“Hmm,” she nods and the panties are quickly disposed of.

At his first lick over the bare skin of her slit, Bay moans, resting her head on my shoulder.

Ryker must know what he’s doing or Bay must be very turned on, at least judging by the way she writhes against me with every pass of my teammate’s tongue.

I know the second Ryker focuses on her clit, because her knees give in and I’m supporting most of her weight.

“Oh my God,” she pants as he sucks on her tight bundle of nerves. “Don’t stop, Ryker, please.”

Hearing her beg him the same way she did with me, causes a strange feeling to expand in my chest. On one hand I wish it was me giving her pleasure, but deep down I want this for Bay. I want her to feel good, to know once and for all that there’s nothing wrong with her.

The fact that I’m part of this experience, that she’s in my arms while Ryker eats her out, fills me with a warmth I’ve never felt before.

“Oh, oh.”

The sounds she’s making now are just needy little moans and gasps as she gets closer to the edge.

I stop trying to read too much into my feelings and focus on Bay instead.

My fingers lift her tank top, exposing her perfect tits. I play with her hard little nipples as Ryker licks and sucks on her noisily.

“Are you gonna come for us, Nova?” I ask, running my lips down the delicate slope of her neck.

“I’m so close, Jagger,” she wiggles in my arms, her toned ass rubbing against my cock in my sweatpants. “I just need…”

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