Page 97 of Please Save Me

I turned my attention to the clock on the wall. It was just after five, Jasper and Juniper were both on their way to gymnastics and karate with Lucian and Sophia. Mason, Seb and I probably had close to two hours by ourselves still.

“Yeah, why?”

Sebastian’s thumbs pattered against his screen before looking back up.

“Mason wanted to know if she had to get dressed just yet,” he mumbled. “Don’t get any funny ideas–She’s mine.”

If Seb genuinely believed that, he wouldn’t need to tell me. Plus… telling menotto touch Mason was practically challenging me to fuck her while hewatched. Maybe I could tie him to a chair and–

“You’re disgusting.” Sebastian recoiled from me as his eyes darted between my lap and my face.

A flutter of embarrassment filled my chest when I looked down and noticed my cock pressed into the denim of my jeans. I cleared my throat and readjusted myself.

“If I’m so bad, why are you looking?”

“I wasn’t looking.” Sebastian crossed his arms and shifted away from me. “I just so happened to glance down and notice your–well–”

“Hard?”Well, hard-ish.

Part of me wanted to tell Seb I was thinking of him just to see how he’d react. But, that would require me to admit that I was actually alittleattracted to him.

His lip curled in disgust just in time for the bathroom door to open. Steam spilled into the hallway as Mason stepped out while still toweling off her hair. The second she fully came into view, my gaze flickered a little lower.

And, not gonna lie, I was really disappointed that she wasn’t naked. Instead, she’d stolen one of my shirts. Normally, when she did this she only stole an old tee-shirt. This time, she’d gotten a little bolder.

Lucian and I were both football fans, and a year or two ago Sophia had gifted he and I jerseys of our favorite teams. We didn’t really wear them that often, they were reserved for when we’d watch the game together.

But, I’d never seen another human look as good in Navy and White asMason Albright.

The way the oversized garment draped over her body was better than lingerie. By the way Sebastian stared at her, I was fairly certain I wasn’t the only one enjoying the view.

She didn’t pay any attention to either of us as she strutted into the kitchen, somehow that made this better. Every fiber of my being wanted to snatch her up and rip that jersey off her with my teeth.

“God, I’d drink her fucking bath water.” Sebastian’s voice was low and raspy.

My head jerked toward him out of instinct. “What the fuck did you just say?”

His blue eyes went wide as the ocean as a flush crept up his neck.

“I uh, nothing. I just said she looks nice.” He coughed.

So Mason wanted to fuck an alien and Sebastian wanted to drink her filth. Why did the youngest people I’d ever slept with need to be the kinkiest?

I didn’t have the mental energy required to address everything going on right now, so I turned back to Mason. I leaned back just enough to spy on my girlfriend.

She was near the snack cabinet standing on her tiptoes. Slowly, Mason raised an arm and the hem of the jersey with it. My breathing shallowed as I realized she didn’t have underwear on.

Mason’s ass had to be one of the eight wonders of the world. It was soft and round, but something she did left it so sculpted that it felt unreal. Like I should give her a thank you card for just letting me look at it.

I swallowed hard as the zipper of my jeans burst, unable to contain just how excited I was to see my girl.

The sudden noise caused Sebastian’s gaze to shift, and after a beat, he tossed a nearby throw pillow in my lap.

“That’smygirlfriend,” he hissed.

My chest went hot as Mason innocently retrieved a packet of molasses cookies. She was completely oblivious to the effect she was having on Sebastian and I.

“If you wanna get technical, that’sourgirlfriend,” I breathed, unable to do much more.

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