Page 38 of Three Grumpy Groomsmen

I think our road trip just got a lot more interesting.

And yeah, I’m okay with that.

“You should get undressed and go to bed,” I tell her.

Suddenly Liam is there, pushing between us again.

He literally shoves me back onto the bed he was just sitting on. “Here.” He hands Ivy what looks like her pajamas.

What a mood killer.

Then he steers her toward the bathroom. He pushes her inside, shuts the door, and then turns toward me and Ford.

“Jesus Christ, Harrison.”

I just grin because he says it to my cock.

He pulls his shirt off, and my grin dies.

He is not my usual type, but I remember every inch of his body. The way he moved against me, the things he made me feel, the way he seemed to just know me.

I have had dominant lovers before, but not like Liam. Liam owns his sexuality in a way I’ve never experienced. He knew exactly what he wanted, but he gave me what I needed first. Over and over. In fact, that was what he wanted, I realized later. My pleasure was what drove him.

It was the hottest night of my life, and the way he read me, the way he made me surrender over and over, was what freakedme out. It was like he knew a part of me I didn’t even know. And I wanted more and more.

I had to get the hell out of there the next morning and I couldn’t face even a text conversation for about forty-eight hours after.

I’m suddenly wondering if this road trip and the sleeping arrangements tonight were really terrible ideas.

“You know what?” I say, pulling the duvet and top sheet back and sliding under them. “Ford, get over here. Obviously, Liam is upset.”

Liam strips his pants and underwear off. He gives me a look. “Seriously?”

“Yeah. We still have a long trip ahead. I don’t want you to be all pissy tomorrow. I’ll stop teasing you and Ivy.”

“No, you won’t.” He comes to the side of the bed naked, his fully erect cock bobbing.

“I will.” My eyes will not leave his cock, no matter how many times I say look away! “I don’t want to upset anyone.”

Ford snorts.

But Liam is fully focused on me. “All you’ve done is upset me since I saw you that first night a year ago. Certainly, since you arrived in California for the wedding. Definitely since you planted your fine ass in the car for the road trip. And now you’re naked in my bed. It’s way too late to be apologetic now, Harrison.”

His tone is ominous. His expression is full of dark promise.

My cock pulses, and lust courses through my body.

God, he’s so fucking gorgeous.

“So…”

“So scoot the fuck over,” Liam says, pulling the covers back and kneeling on the mattress.

I do, and he climbs in next to me.

He plants a hand on either side of my head, bracing himself over me.

“I knew you were going to be trouble the second I laid eyes on you,” he says.

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