Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 93417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
I go still even as my blood rushes hot. “You have?”
“Yes.” One word. An admission. A declaration.
Since he’s being patently honest, I ought to do the same, so I turn to Hollis. “Did you tell him why you got me the toy?”
“No.”
I asked Hollis not to say a word this morning. He honored my wish, and that means the world to me. But some secrets are meant to be shared.
“I want to tell him,” I say.
“It’s your call,” Hollis adds. “Always.”
It’s an easy call. I turn to Rhys who lifts a brow, wary, but intrigued. Sure, these two men may like to share women, but what if one guy gets to her first? Does that change the score?
Time to find out. “Hollis and I…we had some fun last night,” I begin, and Rhys’s curiosity burns off.
He steps back before he bites out, “You two were together?”
27
A FILTHY CHALLENGE
Rhys
I turn away from Briar, huffing out a sharp breath as small flames of envy crackle inside me.
Last night, they hooked up. Last night, she was with him. Last night, he touched her.
Dragging a hand through my hair, I try to get a better handle on this jealousy. I have no right to feel it, and yet I can’t help it as I think about Hollis and Briar.
What did they do? Did she wish I were there too? How did it happen? I’ve been wanting her for months, and he touched her first simply because he was here?
Then I replay my own thoughts.
Get a fucking grip, man.
This is foolish. I’d have scaled walls to get a chance to touch her too. A small laugh gusts past my lips.
Well, Hollis did scale a wall. He climbed up on the balcony to save her cat that very first night.
Perhaps he deserves the first touch. Better yet, maybe it isn’t about what we deserve, but what she wants. Right now, that’s both of us, and that’s what matters. She’s game to share. Hoarding her pleasure like a dragon with his gold won’t make Briar feel incredible. I take one deep breath then another, letting go of these selfish wishes to plant a flag and instead focus on her.
I imagine last night. Her arching, moaning, panting.
Then, tonight.
Her begging, pleading…for both of us.
The fire burns higher in me, but this time it’s stoked by lust.
“Rhys. Are you okay?” Her worried voice breaks my incendiary thoughts.
Fucking hell. She thinks I’m pissed.
Of course she does, you wanker.
I spin around, stalk over to her, and cup her face but with tender hands. “I only walked away so I could get a handle on this.” Like that one word encompasses all manner of emotions—envy, lust, this little obsession. “It’s hard to catch my breath around you.”
Her shoulders relax. “I thought you were angry.”
“Yeah, dude, me fucking too,” Hollis says, borderline annoyed.
“Sorry, love,” I say to her, then to him. “Sorry, mate. Just…jealous at first.”
“I’d have been too,” Hollis says, not quite back to his usual easygoing self.
Briar tilts her head, intrigued. “Why were you jealous?”
Of course she’d ask. She doesn’t know exactly how front and center she’s been in my mind. I drag my hand down the side of her neck, a tease of a touch. “Every time I see you, every time we talk, you’ve been in my head. And I’m dying to know what you like. What you crave. So we can give it to you.”
A soft smile tips her lips and we’re back in business. “That you’re asking that question—that’s what I like.” She steals a glance at my friend, who’s running a hand down her arm seductively, sensually. “I liked the way Hollis listened. I liked how he teased me. I liked how he paid attention.” She stops, pauses, then like it costs her something, she says, “And it was fun. But I’ve never…well, I’ve never completely gotten there with a man. Only alone, with toys. But not while letting someone else take care of my pleasure completely. I would love you both to help me get over the cliff.” Her voice is straightforward as she adds, “And I don’t think it’ll be easy.”
Ah. I get it now. She needs both of us. “You came to the right teammates,” I say, ready for the filthy challenge.
“Did I now?”
“You sure did,” Hollis says, leaning closer to her, maybe to catch the scent of her hair since that’s where he pauses, next to those blonde locks. “We’re here for you. Just you, baby.”
I meet her eager gaze, and serve up a sliver of my obsession. “You’re so fucking gorgeous it’s hard to be near you without…devouring you.”
Hollis moves behind her, dragging his hands down both her arms now. Goose bumps rise across her skin. She melts into his touch. He brushes a kiss to her hair, but then says to me, “Devour her. I bet she’d like it.”