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My body feels molten, every nerve screaming. I’m rooted to the spot, but I can’t stay there, not when the heat between them is pulling me as powerfully as gravity.
I close the distance. Her eyes flick to me, wide, hesitant, curious. I take her hand, press it flat against my chest where my heart’s hammering.
“You set the pace,” I murmur. “Not us.”
She exhales hard. Then her fingers curl into my shirt, tugging me closer.
Jesse growls low in his throat and dips his head, capturing her mouth in a kiss that’s all teeth and desperation. Karl lets out a muttered curse and claims the smooth line of her throat, his lips dragging fire down her skin.
I hold her hand, threading my fingers through hers, grounding us both even as the world tilts.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Olivia
DECEMBER 5TH
I should say no.
That’s what a good girl would do. Shut this down, pull away, tell them this is wrong, dangerous, impossible.
But my towel is already on the floor.
And I don’t feel like being good. Not tonight.
Jesse is kissing me, hungry, rough, like he’s been starving for this, and it knocks the breath out of me.
His mouth claims mine, teeth catching on my lip, his hand firm on my waist. I should push him back and remind him that Karl and Leo are right here.
Except Karl’s lips are on my throat, hot and taunting, his teeth scraping lightly against my skin. His hand slides into my hair, tugging just enough to make my knees wobble.
And Leo is not rushing in like the others. He’s holding my hand, his thumb brushing over my knuckles. He’s reminding me this is real, this is my choice. His restraint only makes me want him more.
What is happening to me?
I hear a low laugh against my neck.
Karl is amused as ever. “Didn’t think you had this in you, Liv.”
His words should sting, but instead they send a shiver down my spine.
“Shut up,” I breathe, though it comes out half a whimper, half a laugh.
Jesse growls against my mouth. “Don’t talk to her like that.”
“Relax,” Karl mutters, dragging his lips over my collarbone. “She likes it.”
And the shameful, shocking part?
I do.
Heat curls low in my belly. My skin feels alive, every inch of me lit up under their touch. I’ve spent so long being careful, polite, quiet. But right now, pressed between Jesse’s chest, Karl’s mouth, Leo’s steady hand, I don’t want to be careful. I want to be reckless.
“Olivia,” Leo murmurs. “Tell us what you want.”
Three men.
Three sets of eyes on me, waiting.
