Page 34 of With Us (Next Generation 2)

“It’s never been physical,” I reminded him. I took a chance and grabbed onto his hips, pulling him against me. His cock pushed against mine, igniting a burn I had never felt before. Not since fucking Meadow the night before and this morning. Over and over again.

“If we’re going to see Meadow again, we have to lay some ground rules,” he said, his voice raspy. “If we make this a thing and want to include her in on it, we have to talk to her.”

“Communication is key,” I murmured, using the words he had told me so long ago.

“Exactly.” Sunny inched forward, his mouth so close but yet so damn far away at the same time.

“This is getting pretty physical,” I told him, pulling his shirt from his jeans. “Are you…are you good?”

Sunny leaned a hand against the wall by my head. “I care about you, Shade. I’ve always cared about you. Our club brothers have been nothing but supportive of whatever it is that we have but you know it won’t go further than that.”

“I don’t give a shit what anyone thinks.”

He sighed, leaning his forehead against mine. “Yeah, you do. That’s why you’ve only ever been with one man.”

“No.” I pushed away from him. “That’s because he fucking raped me. That’s why I’ve only been with one man, Sunny.” Not letting him get another word in, I stormed down the hall to my own bedroom.

Both of us had rooms across from each other and one that was meant for whoever we decided to include in our duo. We had fucked random women in it from time to time, but it wasn’t the same. We needed someone else. Someone who lived with us. Someone who could put up with our issues and keep us in line. Someone who balanced us out. Someone who was the glue to our broken mess that we called a relationship.

Instead of going to my own room like I had originally planned, I pushed open the door to the room at the end of the hall. My gaze landed on the large bed that had been custom-made. It was a little bigger than a king-sized bed. Perfect for three people.

“Hey.” Sunny came up behind me. “I didn’t mean to bring that shit up.”

“I know.” I shut the door and went to walk past him when he stepped in front of me.

“I didn’t. I’m confused. This whole thing confuses me.”

“Yeah, Sunny.” I sighed. “I get that.”

“No.” He cupped my shoulders, pushing me against the wall. “I don’t think you do.”

Much to my surprise, his mouth came down on mine.

Hard.

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(Sunny)

I had no idea what the hell I was doing. Did I want to fuck Shade? Did I want to take our friendship, hell, our relationship, to the next level? I wasn’t sure but what Ididknow, was that I wanted him. In some way, shape, or form. Maybe sex would eventually happen. I wasn’t sure, but I needed slow. As impatient as we both were, slow was how we were going to take this. Because his friendship came first and foremost.

When my mouth landed on Shade’s, his body stiffened and I thought I had fucked up. I went to pull away but his hand cupped my nape, tugging me against him.

Taking a chance, I licked along his bottom lip before closing my teeth and giving it a gentle nip.

He jumped, pulling me closer.

The kiss deepened, a groan falling between us. Maybe even a growl. I wasn’t sure. I didn’t care. This was…nice. Needed in a way.

“Sunny,” he whispered before the kiss could turn into anything more.

I leaned back, brushing my thumb along his swollen bottom lip. “I don’t know what I’m doing but whatever it is, I’m glad I’m doing it with you.”

He gave me a small smile. “Same.”

Stepping away from him, I cleared my throat and rubbed the back of my neck. “I need slow though. I can’t lose you and I’d rather be friends than for me to fuck this up and lose you completely.”

Shade rolled his eyes. “We’ve been through hell together, Sunny. Remember? And I know you’re an asshole, so I can’t see you fucking this up.”

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