I arched my back, pressing myself against him, but he pulled away reluctantly and rested his forehead against mine. “Let’s go inside before Ezra gets too jealous. We’ll get right back to this after we’ve discussed all the rules.”
Oh, right.
The rules of the threesome we were about to have.
Cole gripped my hand as he led me inside the house. When Ezra saw us come in, he immediately saw my flushed lips and narrowed his eyes at Cole.
“I was wondering what was taking you so long.”
He crossed the room in three wide steps, until he was standing before me. “Sampling appetizers before the main course?”
“You could say that,” I said, my face melting into a grin. “The first was delightfully succulent. I wonder how the second one will taste.”
Channeling confidence I didn’t know I possessed, I linked my hands around Ezra’s neck and pulled him into a kiss. His eyes widened in what I hoped was pleasant surprise, and a heartbeat later, he was wrapping his arms around my lower back. As we deepened our kiss, he trailed his hands lower, until his fingers were sinking into the flesh of my ass.
He groaned into my mouth, setting every part of me on fire. “Whatever we need to talk about, we should talk about it fast,” he said against my lips.
I turned my face to Cole, who was leaning against the kitchen counter and watching us with a smirk.
Ezra released his hold on me and went around the kitchen counter, opening the door to his fridge. He pulled out a bottle of tequila, poured three shots, and placed them on the kitchen island between us.
“Okay, Adeline. Why don’t you start?”
I gripped the marble kitchen counter, using it for support. “What happens here today stays between us.” The other guys couldn’t know about this, especially Silas. How would I ever be able to explain why I was doing this? I doubted he’d be sympathetic to my overly active libido and the fact that I felt like I was going insane because of how attracted I was toward all of them. He’d probably wonder why I didn’t just “get it out of my system” with him, and flinging Cole’s and Ezra’s sexual history in his face felt like a low blow.
And Abel? I could already see the disapproving grimace he’d wear if he ever found out. Whatever credibility I’d built would be quickly erased. He’d close off completely, and the thought of losing our rare moments of connection tugged painfully at my heart.
Ezra nodded, “If that’s what you want.”
“I don’t want this to affect our working relationship,” I said, looking between the two of them. “No special treatment and no funny business while we’re at the studio.”
“Don’t worry, we’re good at compartmentalizing,” Cole said with an amused smile.
“And this is just going to be a one-time thing.”
“That’s where we’ll agree to disagree,” Cole said, narrowing his eyes at me. “If after today you don’t want a repeat performance, we haven’t done our job well. Right, Ezra?”
“Absolutely,” the drummer nodded, fixing me with a determined gaze.
I clamped my jaw shut. A repeat performance was definitely not part of the plan, but it seemed pointless to argue about that now.
“What else?” Cole prompted. “Are we using condoms?”
“I’m on the pill, and I’m clean.”
“So are we,” Ezra said. “We went to get tested together when we got here, and we haven’t slept with anyone since.”
I thought it was cute they were so in tune with each other’s sexual health. “No condoms then.”
Cole ran a hand through his hair and let out a long breath.
“Anything off-limits?” Ezra asked, directing the question at me.
They may be confident in their ability to persuade me to do this again, but I was more skeptical. After all, my original intent was to do it once and move on. If this was my only chance to experience some of the things I’d been imagining, there was no point in holding back. “I’m game for anything.”
The dark glint in Ezra’s eyes almost made me regret those words.Almost.Still, I knew I was safe with them, and they would push my boundaries only as far as I wanted them to.
I reached for my shot glass and lifted it in a silent salute. There was nothing more to discuss, and the air in the room thickened with anticipation. The kitchen island separating us from each other was the only barrier left to cross.
