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Mine, says a fierce voice in my head. It reverberates in my body. They’re mine.
When they finally break apart, breathing hard, mouths swollen from the kiss, I try to think of something to say, but coherent thinking is frankly beyond me. I want. I need. I’m pretty sure something big is about to go down between us, and I’m so raw with arousal I’ll do whatever it takes. I’m too desperate to come, and the situation is too close to my wet dreams and fantasies to stop it.
I want. I wanna try stuff. Touch and lick and kiss and suck. I pull them both to me, prepared to pick up where they stopped—when a ringing sound breaks through the haze.
Candy slips from under my arm and scrambles off the sofa, fumbling for something on the table.
Her bag, I realize when she throws it open and pulls out the source of the noise.
Her cell phone.
“Yeah? Bry, that you?” She turns her back to us as she talks to this Bry, her voice rising. “Are you all right? What’s wrong? Are you crying?”
I turn and find Jet’s eyes on me, a question in them. Scratch that, lots of questions in them—but only one I’m willing to think about right now.
“Yeah. I’ll be right over.” She nods, sighs. “Stay put, okay? Be there in ten.”
“Candy,” Jet starts, but I put a hand over his mouth. He’s not going off in the night after being dizzy and sick. He tries to bite me, then tries to pry my hand off his face, but I drag him to my chest, hold his head there, and he suddenly quiets and goes lax against me. “What’s going on?” I say. ”If you need to be somewhere, let me drive you. You’ve had a few drinks.”
“So did you. I’m fine, I promise, but ugh.” She kicks at the carpet. It makes me snort. She’s cute when she’s upset—and hot, with her long blond hair disheveled, her mouth reddened from all the kissing, her blouse askew.
Releasing Jet, I climb off the sofa, not caring that the bulge between my legs is
so obvious, my dick still fully hard. “You sure? I’m much bigger than you. It takes much more booze to take me down than you.”
Her eyes darken as she looks me up and down. She likes that I’m so much bigger than her, I can tell. Her tits heave with a deep breath.
Fuck, if I get any harder, I’ll come in my pants.
I close the distance between us, tuck a blond curl behind her ear. “Candy…”
“Seriously, I’m fine.” She smiles up at me. “You’d better take care of Jet.”
“I’m fine,” Jet objects from the sofa, but we both ignore him.
“Got to run. God, I wish I could stay.” She twists away from me, grabs her purse and jacket from the table and hurries to the door. “Have fun without me!”
Groaning, I reach down to adjust my hard-on in my pants, and when I turn around, Jet is reaching for the bottle of whiskey.
He lifts it in my direction and smirks, giving me a heavy-lidded look. “So, are you gonna take care of me?”
Damn. “Gimme that. You’ve had enough.”
He lifts it out of reach. “It will put hairs on my chest.”
“Your chest is fine as it is.” I grab the bottle and tug it out of his hand, put it down on the table.
“You like?” He wags his brows at me and lifts his T-shirt, baring his flat stomach.
Yeah, I like.
And I shouldn’t. “Let’s get you into bed.”
He winks. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Chapter Fifteen
JETHRO
