Page 49 of Petals of Blue: Part One
"What am I supposed to do?!" he retorts, and I'm ready to shout right back when a voice that absolutelyshould notbe here interrupts.
"Next step would be kissing."
Blue.
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When I opened my door to greet Roman half an hour ago, I was not planning on inviting him to the gym with me. But when he pouted about not being able to find a decent place to work out, I caved.
I definitely didn't think I'd be riding with him to their townhome so he could change and get a water. And Iabso-fucking-lutelydid not assume I'd find Declan and Felix looking like they are ready to fuck each other’s brains out.
Jesus.
I'm woman enough to admit that the scene I'm witnessing is the sexiest thing I've ever seen. And yes, my panties are soaked. Their arguing makes this even hotter. When Declan asks what he's supposed to do, it's pretty fucking obvious.
"Next step would be kissing."
Amusement bubbles up my throat as Declan and Felix jump and dart their eyes toward me. They don't move apart, though, which is interesting. You'd think with something clearly so new, they'd be freaking out about being caught.
"Do you need help?" I ask. Their ragged breathing is the only response I realize I'm going to get.
Declan gulps and flashes his gaze to Felix who hasn'tmoved.I think they actually do need help. Kicking off the doorframe, I saunter over to them doing my best to keep my heart locked up tight.
The scent that encompasses the two of them as I get closer makes my arousal skyrocket. Sex and cologne.Goddamn.
Against my better judgment, I step into their space and wrap my hands around their necks. I must be drunk on the sexual tension in the room because I forget all about thejust friendspolicy I made with myself.
My heart pounds and my clit throbs with each pulse too. I'm so focused on their parted lips, mine start to tingle. "Like this," I murmur and pull Felix down to me first.
He sucks in a breath right before our mouths collide. Taking control of our kiss is shockingly easy considering he's such a dominant guy. I nip at him and force my way between his lips. Chills race down my spine when our tongues touch, making me grip Felix's neck harder. He groans and begins to battle me for control, but I split when I feel myself slipping too far into the addictive energy that is Felix Morel.
Our three bodies are flush when I pull away from Felix. Quickly, I break eye contact with him because while I'm horny as hell, I can't form that connection with any of them. This is just about the sexual tension.
"Your turn," I whisper and yank Declan toward me next. His kiss is less surprised and slow to start, but it's also sweeter. For a man who's a bit ballsy and chaotic, his mouth is tender, and his tongue is gentle.
My tummy swoops and my heart flips, making me end the kiss sooner than the one with Felix. "Now, you guys," I croak and push them together. Just as their mouths meet, I slip away and rush quietly to the door.
Quickly closing the door behind me as softly as I can, I blow out a breath.
"Want to talk about it?"
"Ah!" I whisper shout, my hand going to my chest in fear. "Jesus, Roman. You scared the shit out of me."
He raises a brow and smiles a little. "Well?"
So he clearly saw all of that."No," I grumble, rushing away from Declan's room like the hot hellhounds are nipping at my clit.Wait, NO. "Let's get out of here."
Roman laughs, but follows me through the kitchen and outside to his car. Thankfully, Levi's gym is only a few minutes from here so Roman can't demand answers from me.
Fuck, I just kissed Declan and Felix. Then they kissed each other! This was not the plan.
As soon as I get us through the front doors of the gym, I'm ready to bolt. "I'm going to the bathroom. See you in a minute," I mumble and rush away from Roman.
Unable to get the feel of their lips out of my mind, I curse myself for my hussy choices. Roman was calm as a fucking clam the entire drive here, all the while I was losing my shit. Silently, of course, because he doesn't need to know I'm in the middle of a horny crisis.
Slipping past a few women changing, I close myself in a stall. As much as I would love to bang my head on the door, I don't—that's gross.
