Page 63 of Seeking Two Lovers

I grabbed hold of the chair’s arms and gripped tight to keep from being a selfish asshole. I wanted him to have this…needed it more than I did release.

Lily glanced from me to him in my periphery as I held his gaze.

“What’s he doing?” she whispered.

“He’s going to watch.”

You—I’m going to watch you, baby.

Blaine swallowed hard as though he’d heard my thought before turning his focus on Lily. “Are you okay with that?”

She gave me those dark orbs, heat and need slicing through my skin and causing blood to pool in my groin. “Take it out,” she whispered at me, reaching to tug Blaine closer.

Fuck. Me.

The little minx had a bossy side too.

A groan escaped me, and I unzipped and eased my aching groin from its prison.

Watching how they tasted one another, Blaine’s hands sliding down her back to cup her gorgeous backside oozed pre-cum, eased my firm grip’s slide over my length.

Lily pressed against him, grinding with every squeeze of his strong hands.

I stroked my cock, no trace of jealousy coursing through me—just an insistent need to step behind my best friend and wrap my front to his back, feeling him up like he did her. All that hard muscle, firm backside against my groin. His scent filling my nose as I ran it along his nape while he made her whimper—

“More,” Blaine groaned against her mouth, sending another pulse of lust through my core. “Please.”

The poor, horny bastard had reverted to single words, his mind and body needing beyond what I had ever seen.

Not that I’d have been much better if I’d attempted to speak.

Pieces of clothing shed beneath their trembling hands, gasped breaths and stolen kisses between stripping one another fueled the flames inside me to the point I panted for oxygen.

Lily stood bare before him, eyes wide and luminous, staring as she tipped her head back to hold his gaze.

Blaine cradled her face in his hands, his dick long and thick, straining toward his belly button. “I…” He swallowed hard but didn’t glance my way like he usually did when unsure.

A tingling of a fucking awful sixth sense skittered up my spine, but my love for him demanded I give him what he needed regardless of my heart. I would take pleasure in seeing his wings unfurl.

I would.

Shifting on the chair, I pulled my wallet from my back pocket and retrieved a condom. A quick flick of my wrist landed it on the bed behind Lily.

He eyed it. Eyed her.

Biting my tongue, I gave him the chance to make that move without verbal encouragement from me—but Lily led him, pulling back from his gorgeous body and climbing onto my bed.

Blaine followed willingly, without hesitation, blanketing her with his weight and, settling between her spread thighs.

My throat went tight even as my dick jerked as though seeking out my hand.

His ass flexed as he ground against her, both their moans ringing in my ears, and my fingers wrapped around my length again.

Fucking hot as hell…

Soft skin, his golden tan, rippling muscles, and gentle curves. Grasping hands and whispered curses.

I hadn’t realized I’d clutched the chair’s arm with my free hand until Lily turned her face, her molten eyes catching mine.

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