The way she arches her chest into his mouth spurs me into action. I seal my mouth over her perfect pussy and enter her with my tongue.
A soft, surprised gasp comes from Taryn, and as I start moving my tongue in and out of her, I’m rewarded with more of her sweetness.
I drink her in, fucking her with my tongue but being careful to stay away from her clit.
Her thighs tighten around my head as she moves her hips to get more of my tongue.
A part of me pulses with need. My cock wishes it was the one inside Taryn, but we can wait.
“Fuck,” Nash’s voice is a low rumble. “That’s hot.”
Taryn’s body is twisting as I keep using my tongue to fuck her. She’s close, but I know my tongue can’t reach where my cock can. I lift one hand to signal to Nash, like we do on the ice.
He comes to my aid, rubbing circles over Taryn’s clit. He’s careful to keep his touch light in case she’s still too sensitive.
“Oh my God.” Her thighs tighten in a viselike grip around my face. It hurts, but I don’t care.
I keep licking in and out of her until her thighs go slack.
Taryn’s perfect chest is rising and falling as she tries to catch her breath. She looks wrecked in the best way possible.
My eyes meet Nash’s, and he offers me a nod. We did this. We made her feel good. Together.
“If I ever had the chance to choose one last meal, itwould be you.” I murmur to her, taking her lips in a slow, soft kiss.
It’s corny, I know, but I don’t care. The truth is that I have three little words on the tip of my tongue, but I hold back.
We’ve known each other for six weeks, and I know Taryn cares about me, but it might be too soon to tell her how I feel about her.
The funny thing is that I’ve started to feel this way pretty quickly after we met. I’ve never really believed in love at first sight, and maybe it wasn’t. Maybe it was lust at first sight, but every conversation, every kiss, every touch pushed me toward these huge, life-changing feelings at breakneck speed.
I don’t want to tell her yet because I don’t want to scare her. But I don’t know how long I can bite my tongue.
“Guys, that was…” The smile on her face says more than a thousand words. “But I want to take care of you, too.”
Her eyes descend on our unmissable hard-ons.
“Do you, pretty girl? You know you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, right?” I mean it. I would never push Taryn into anything she doesn’t feel comfortable with. But if she said she didn’t want anything else to happen tonight, I’d have to excuse myself and go take care of things in the shower. I’m so far gone that I don’t think I could survive the night with blue balls.
Taryn rises on her knees, pulling me up with her. “You know how much I enjoyed being with you and Tucker on his birthday. I have to admit that I’ve been thinking about doing it again.” Her eyes go from me to Nash. “And I’ve been imagining how it would be if you were there too. I just didn’t think you really wanted me. And definitely not if Colsen orTucker were with us.”
I don’t say anything, watching the emotions that Taryn’s confession elicits in Nash.
He takes her hand, lacing their fingers together. “Yeah, I get it. And believe me, I’m a little shocked that this,” he gestures between me and him, “is not making me want to run for the hills or kick Colsen’s ass.”
“As if you could ever kick my ass.” I laugh.
Nash rolls his eyes. “You know what I mean. Just the thought of you kissing Tucker or Colsen made me feel murderous an hour ago. What has happened so far should make me jealous. But it didn’t. It was… fun.”
Taryn pulls him closer, cupping his face with her free hand. “It’s because I want you as much as I want them. It’s hard to explain how I feel, but I need all three of you. When I say that I don’t want to choose, it’s because I can’t. I care about each of you equally.”
“Ok.” Nash nods. “I can’t guarantee you that this will work long term, but I don’t want to lose you. Is it ok if we take things one day at a time?”
Taryn touches her nose to his, her lips just shy of kissing him. “That’s all we can do. It goes for every relationship, even when there are just two people in it. There is no guarantee. But if we want it enough, we can work through any hurdles together.”
He closes his eyes. “Do I sound like an asshole if I ask you to be careful about keeping things discreet? I came here to play hockey and…”
“Yes. I stand to lose even more than you do if we get caught. We’ll have to keep our relationship a secret, at least for now.”
