Page 93 of Ice Me Out
Bex has been listening to our conversation, looking from me to Jamie.
“What do you think, Bex?” I ask.
She looks like she’s giving her answer some thought. “I could never cheat. How can you do that to someone you love? If I fell for three awesome men the way Lakyn Woods has, though? I would just embrace it and feel like the luckiest woman in the world.”
“Well said, baby.” Jamie pulls her into his arms and touches her lips with his.
It starts like a little affectionate peck, but Bex surrounds his neck with her arms and deepens the kiss.
He groans, pulling her onto his lap.
Before I know it, my two roommates are full on making out right next to me.
I try to concentrate on the game on TV, but my eyes keep going to them.
Jamie palms her ass and she shifts on his lap, straddling him.
Fuck. It’s impossible to keep my eyes on the screen when the show in the room is way more interesting.
The problems begin when my body starts taking real notice of Bex’s little moans. And when I say my body, I really mean my cock.
I’m so hard in my pants that there’s no way to hide it, unless I can grab a pillow and put it on my lap. That would probably be a clear giveaway, but then again, I don’t think those two are paying much attention to me, anyway.
Jamie’s lips are descending the column of her neck, and by the noises Bex is making, I think that’s a particularly sensitive spot for her.
When his hand brushes over Bex’s shoulder, lowering the strap of her tank top and exposing the swell of her chest, I think that’s my cue to leave.
“I just remembered that I left something in my locker at the arena.” I say, rising from my spot on the couch. Maybe I can go to the Gamma house, or just anywhere that isn’t here.
I expect them to keep going without even noticing that I’m gone, but Jamie stops in his tracks.
“Or,” he says, lowering the thin fabric of the tank top just another inch. “You could help me take off Bex’s skirt. I bought her some pale pink lace panties that will look fantastic on her. Let’s see if she decided to show them off tonight.”
Sweet Baby Jesus.
Just the mental image of pink lace on Bex’s toned ass is enough to make my cock throb with need.
“What—” I can’t keep my eyes off of that tank top that’s been lowered almost to the point of revealing Bex’s nipples. “What the fuck has gotten into you? If you want me to leave, just say so.”
The corners of Jamie’s lips quirk up in the hint of a smile. “I don’t want you to leave. I’m asking you to join us. I think that would be fun, and so does Bex. Right, baby?”
Bex turns around on Jamie’s lap, her teeth scraping on her bottom lip as her gaze meets mine. “Connor, please don’t go.”
I must be out of my fucking mind because rather than running out of here, my feet carry me back to the couch and I kneel in front of Bex.
Her lips are a little red and swollen by Jamie’s kisses. Her hands come to cup my face, pulling me to her.
Jamie is now behind her, peppering open-mouthed kisses all over the back of her neck.
She’s so beautiful and when she started dating Jamie, I thought the attraction I felt between us must have been just one-sided.
The tips of our noses touch and I… I dip my head, tracing the edge of her delicate jaw with my lips and kissing her neck the same way Jamie did a few moments ago.
She offers me the same moans she had for him, confirming that she likes being kissed like this.
“Connor.” she says, and her soft voice goes straight to my cock.
I think she wanted me to kiss her lips, but… I can’t.
