Page 4 of Twisted Fate

“Holloway doesn’t count. I mean real sex,” he winked, but Lukas chuckled, kissing down my neck as I took a drag, trying hard to ignore them.

His teeth nipped my ear as he spoke quietly, his black hair falling across his eyes and tickling my skin.

“I’m starting to think that maybe Jensen’s just keen on seeing me naked. Do you like me like that, Jense?”

Jensen flipped him the bird with a smirk.

“I can accidently slip it in you if you like, big boy. It isn’t gay unless you’re taking it.”

I laughed at their banter, wondering how much of it was actually a joke.

They had a different kind of bromance to what Caden and Tyler had, and a few times I’d caught them watching each other when the other one wasn’t looking.

I kept my mouth shut though.

It wasn’t my business.

I moved away from Lukas to swat Jensen playfully, but he caught my hand and yanked me against his chest, kissing me before nipping my lower lip sharply with his teeth.

“Funny is it?”

“A little.”

“Why is it funny? Can’t Lukas and I love each other too?” He joked, but I raised an eyebrow, my voice low.

“Didn’t say you couldn’t. Might even get me hot watching it.”

“That right?” He asked tightly, causing me to lick my lips without meaning to.

Well, maybe I meant to a little bit.

“Hmm, I’m getting wet just thinking about it.”

Jensen groaned, glancing at Lukas with pleading eyes.

“Take one for the team, buddy. I’ll be gentle.”

Lukas snorted, snatching the left-over half of Jensen’s cigarette and popping it into his mouth to take a drag.

“Like fuck. Keep your dick away from me. Talk to Ty or Skeet about that kind of crap. They’d be into some freaky shit for sure.”

“Skeet wouldn’t even if his life depended on it,” Jensen chuckled, receiving a scowl from him in return.

“Are we really arguing over which one of us are going to take a dick in the fucking ass? Jesus Christ, dude.”

I finished my cigarette and butted it out, jiggling my keys as I climbed into my Corvette with a smirk.

“Let’s get going, lovers. We’ve got shit to do.”

“And asses to fuck, apparently,” Jensen muttered, earning a punch to the arm from Lukas.

I cranked the stereo up as Twerk It by Project Pat hit my ears, smirking at Jensen who flipped me off from his car as I took off with them following behind me.

I was such a tease, and I wasn’t even sorry.

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