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HEATH
“Just wait a second,” Emily says, her gaze darting back and forth between us. She licks her lips. “I shouldn’t have run off like that. That was…childish. And immature. I think we can talk about this like mature grown-ups.”
I swallow a strangled groan. She was a teenager a hot second ago. And the mature grown-up conversation I want to have about that is how much her innocence turns me on. Not appropriate for someone so tender and young.
“Here’s what I want to say.” She props her hands on her hips and nods. “I’m tired of being a never-been-kissed bookworm.”
Wyatt hauls her into his arms, one hand palming that sweet little bottom I was just devouring with my eyes, the other hand sinking into her bouncy bun of dark curls, holding her head still. “If you want me to kiss you, just say the word.”
“Word,” she breathes.
He pulls her tight against him, her whole body lifting up and into his arms. He turns them both to the side, so I can see them as his mouth covers hers. As her tongue—I can see her eager little tongue—licks against his.
My cock throbs, loose in the sweatpants I pulled on in a hurry. I adjust myself, feeling every inch the pervert in the shadows watching his little girl being mauled by the boy next door.
The light spilling in from the hallway illuminates every inch of their bodies. Wyatt’s erection strains at the front of his shorts. Emily’s lithe little body shakes in need.
And the sounds they’re making… I’ve never heard anything sexier. Wyatt is moaning like he’s just discovered heaven. Emily is panting every time they break apart.
The best fucking part is the little smiles they give each other before they crash together again. Because they’ve just discovered how fucking good it feels to share a kiss with a lover.
I know how long Wyatt has waited for this.
Ever since I saw him fall in love with Emily right in front of my eyes, we’ve shared each other’s secrets. I know he’s never been with a woman. And he knows I have kinky fantasies I’ve never fully been able to explore—and that Emily is my dream girl come to life, the perfect embodiment of my little one I want to share.
A confession I regretted immediately, but he’s never betrayed my confidence.
Maybe because I’ve made it clear that I won’t get in his way. Fuck, he probably knows I’ll get off on watching what I can.
But it never occurred to me that he might like being watched. That he might get off on having Emily in front of me.
And if he does, then I might just get a slice of heaven myself this weekend before I let them both go.
“Wyatt, wait…” Emily presses her hands against his bare chest, then moans.
“What is it, baby?”
She turns in his arms to face me again. Wyatt doesn’t let her go, but he doesn’t stop her from turning her full attention to me, and after a beat of holding my gaze, she drops her eyes, looking at my straining dick tenting my sweatpants.
Whatever Emily wants, Emily will get. We’ve tumbled into something here; I can feel it. A weekend of whatever this little girl desires, even if it is me as well as him.
A myriad of complicated feelings spirals through me at once.
I shouldn’t taint their new connection.
But God fucking damn it, I want her too. I want this, whatever it turns into, for however long I can hold on to it. I may never get it again.
I say her name, low and urgent. “Emily…”
I need to make a promise here, but words are coming slow. All I can see is Wyatt’s big mitt moving up and down her side, pushing at the bottom of her T-shirt, his fingers sliding under the cotton to stroke her bare skin. The way he plays with her flesh, as if he can’t get enough of the softness. As if just touching her makes him happy.
Touching Emily would never be enough for me. I want to bend her in half and plunge into her, make those tiny mounds bounce and jiggle as I work my way into her strong little body.
“I can’t help it.” Her eyes are pleading with me. “I need to kiss him, I can’t explain it.”
“You don’t need to explain it to me.” The words rasp out, honest and rough. “I know you need to explore this connection with Wyatt. I won’t get in your way.”
“But what about you?”
