Page 91 of Seeking Two Lovers

I blinked. “Wh-what?”

She settled her chest onto mine, arms sliding up around my head, palms cradling my ears. “I want you to kiss him.”

My dick throbbed, and I pressed back into her body on instinct, my balls ready to let loose.

I should have felt sick at the thought of touching my lips to another man’s, but my entire body thrummed, climbing aboard with her demand.

I forced my eyes to Grey.

He’d shuttered his gaze, leaving me floundering over the decision to give Lily what she wanted.

“Grey?” I heard myself ask, needing him to lead the way.

His dick jerked against the back of mine, a hint of direction. “Tell me what you want, B.”

His lips on mine—a kiss with burning desire that I knew would sear my skin like flame.

Lily lay still between us but hardly forgotten. The sweet scent of vanilla filled my nose, her hair tickling my side where it rippled over my body. Her hot breath teased at my nipple, her heart pounding against my chest. Longing to please her flooded through me as much as my desire to taste Grey’s mouth.

“Yes,” I whispered.

Grey lowered himself onto Lily’s back, pressing her tightly against me where she’d shifted more to the side to give us access to one another.

She whimpered as Grey wound his fingers through hers beside my head. He paused, inches from my mouth.

“I’m not him,” he murmured, his eyes boring into mine with an intensity that felt like he read the turmoil, the darkness trying to push to the forefront of my mind like he always did. “You’re not submitting to me…”

I let out a slow breath and jerked my head in a nod.

“Keep your eyes on me, B.” Grey closed the distance, his exhale hot over my mouth.

I blinked, lost in the black of his swelled pupils.

A mere brush of his soft lips across mine roused hunger inside me I hadn’t known before. Jacked endorphins like a bursting rocket, jerking my dick inside Lily’s wet heat.

She released a whimper that matched mine, her palms trapped against my ears as Grey’s larger hand cradled my head, holding me still.

Eyelids fluttering shut, I rode a mind-altering high as Grey continued the most gentle of kisses over my lips. He licked along my seam, and I opened at his coaxing, both of us groaning at the first brush of our tongues.

He tasted like whiskey and masculinity—all Grey. Home and comfort even though every cell in my body ached for release.

“Blaine.” His whisper ghosted over my senses like a prayer, and he ground his hips against Lily’s ass, our balls once more rubbing until mine drew up tight.

Fucking hell.

My back arched up off the mattress in desperation for more. He dragged his dick out, and I grabbed hold of his shoulders with a harsh whimper, thinking he pulled away from our kiss.

Grey thrusted in with a grunt, jolting Lily over my chest and slamming me back down.

She cursed and tried to move between us. “Please…please fuck me.”

Lust ignited, clenching every goddamn inch of my abs, and the kiss between Grey and I grew frantic, tongues fucking in time with our thrusts into the woman trapped and panting between us, begging for more.

Sweat slickened our bodies, every drive of Grey’s hips sliding her softness against me. Our mouths stayed fused as though the passion between us gave us breath. Life.

My arm wrapped around Lily for Grey, my hands finding the muscles along his spine. They flexed beneath my hold, hot and hard, and I clung to him, my desperation at the point where my moaned whimpers filled his mouth.

I tensed, my balls tingling.

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