Page 45 of Slow Ride

“And what about you?”Jordan wondered.

“I’m plenty capable of fending for myself, remember?”She crossed her arms, daring either one of the men staring incredulously at her to argue.

Kason seemed like he might object but Jordan didn’t give him the chance, because he nodded at Wren and—for once in their damn lives—did as she asked as if he realized this was a test he needed to pass.

He dropped to his knees on the concrete floor and ripped open Kason’s pants.

The dick pics he’d texted her hadn’t done him justice.He was lengthy and thick and so damn hard it had to hurt.

“What are you waiting for?”she asked Jordan.

He shrugged.“Trying to figure out if this is real life or another dream.”

“Maybe it’s both.”She stepped closer, putting her hands on his head.She massaged his scalp until his eyelids grew heavy.Meanwhile, she leaned in closer and smiled up at Kason.“Hi.”

“Hey.”His grin was crooked.“You were right, you know.I didn’t mean for that to happen, but he’s hard to resist.”

“So are you.”Wren leaned in over Jordan and kissed Kason.He relaxed as they made out, even while Jordan hovered an inch or less from Kason’s cock.

She didn’t feel like breaking their exchange, so instead she used the hand on the back of Jordan’s skull, nudging him toward Kason’s crotch.He got the hint and went for it.

Whatever he did was effective, because Kason stiffened and gasped.

Then he kissed her twice as hard.His tongue pressed between her lips, so she let him in, sucking on him in a mirror image of what Jordan must be doing to his dick.Kason shuddered.Wren was glad he was already so aroused.Van and who knew who else were right on the other side of that door and could waltz in there any moment.

Her entire focus became making sure Kason experienced as much pleasure as possible before their time ran out.He put one arm around her and tugged her close.If Jordan minded being squished between her and Kason, he didn’t complain.

The wet, slurping noises he made as he devoured Kason’s hard-on made Wren squirm.She shoved one hand into her pants and rubbed her clit as she continued to make out with Kason.

She and Kason had talked about scenarios like this—threesomes—late at night, but never in a million years had she expected it to come to pass.Especially not with Jordan.And extra-especially not within minutes of Kason showing up at Hot Rides again.

How the hell were they ever going to manage to talk about what was happening without doing it over and over until they exhausted every last orgasm they’d stored up—and she had a feeling that was about five years’ worth of them?

Kason’s motions became erratic.His teeth pressed against her lips.The resulting sting might have made her pause under other circumstances.Knowing he was about to pour himself down Jordan’s throat made the pain welcome.It held her in check.Otherwise she’d be shattering before him and that wasn’t what she wanted.

Wren needed to share this moment with him.With them.

It didn’t take more than another ten seconds before Kason was trying to warn them both.His moans escalated until they culminated in a long, guttural groan.Jordan put one hand behind his own back, squeezing Wren’s calf.

She joined Kason in rapture.

Wren came so hard, she wished there was a cock buried in her to squeeze and ripple around.Next time, she promised herself.

Kason clung to her as she did the same to him.His hips jerked as he shot deep into Jordan’s eager mouth.

It was the best orgasm of Wren’s life.Something she immediately felt ashamed of.Then, somehow, she knew that Johnny wouldn’t mind.He would adamantly approve of anything that brought his two best friends and companions the most joy.

Which was exactly how she felt about Kason and Jordan.Whatever they’d been doing before she arrived, she was fine with it.From the shit-eating grin spreading across Kason’s face and the bewildered laughter coming from Jordan, whatever it was that had passed between them had been life-changing.

For all three of them.

“I don’t give a fuck what your job title is, you’re not going in there,” Ollie was shouting, presumably at Van.

“You heard that!If something happens to Kason, I’m taking it out of your hide,” Van growled.

“If something happens to your boss, it’s on him and the dumb shit he’s pulling.He deserves to get balls twisted off by Wren if he’s betrayed her, and I’ll be next in line despite your Hulk-ass trying to stop me.”

Kyra yelled Van’s name, then Ollie’s.She started arguing over top of their snarling at each other.“Stop it.Both of you.You’re not helping.”

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