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“There is. Very much so,” Asher continued. “We talked at length about it. The only question is, are you into him too? Because the idea of you going out with some stranger doesn’t sit quite as well with me.”
“I don’t know what to say,” I began. “I had a crush on him back in high school.”
“And now?” Asher asked.
“There might be some feelings now too.” I didn’t want to sound overly enthusiastic. As much as I want Asher, I can’t get Logan off my mind either.
Asher’s grin was instant. “I thought as much.”
Now the reality of what I was thinking about on the entire drive back is right here and in my face.
I tense up but Asher squeezes my hands. “Nothing wrong with that,” Asher says. “Like I told you, I don’t mind at all.” I gape at Asher and his beautiful lips curve up in a small smile. “There’s nothing we aren’t willing to share.”
Logan’s gaze has more intensity than I’ve ever seen from him before. There’s not a trace of his usual sarcastic, joking manner. He’s completely serious, maybe for the first time since I’ve known him.
“Share?” I ask, my voice hoarse. “Share me at the same time?”
Asher’s eyebrow rises. “I was thinking that we could start slower than that. I like your idea much, much better.”
I can’t quite speak. Maybe the thought’s crossed my mind, since I’ve been so attracted to Logan too. The atmosphere changes as new possibilities swirl around all of us.
I stare directly into Logan’s eyes even as I answer Asher. “He can watch. To start.”
Logan doesn’t blink, as if I’m challenging him to something and he isn’t backing down. In a way, that’s exactly what I’m doing. Our eyes only unlock when Asher strokes his fingers over my chin, turning me back to face him so he can catch my mouth in a kiss that’s even more heated than before.
I didn’t think that was possible.
Asher sets his hands onto my hips. Sliding them lower, he lifts me up and moves me so I’m straddling him. His fingers trace up my body, stopping when he reaches my breasts.
I’m very aware of Logan coming closer to us. I expect him to stop and stand nearby but he doesn’t. His weight presses down on the sofa as he sits down right next to me. He’s so close, there’s barely an inch between his leg and mine.
When Asher and I have to come up for air, I steal a glance over at Logan. His excitement’s visible and he sets a hand on his crotch, drawing my eyes right to his bulging erection. I’m overcome by a burning need for him to be part of this and not just by watching.
I reach over and set my hand on top of Logan’s, startling him. The angle I’m leaning at forces me into Asher’s crotch and his steel-hard shaft grinds against my most sensitive parts. Asher’s thumbs trace over my nipples. His eyes are glued to the sight of me getting very close to touching his best friend’s hard cock.
Logan takes his hand away and moves mine back to take its place. Asher pulls me closer into him so my breasts rub against his chest as I slide my hand up the length of Logan’s straining shaft.
He doesn’t make a move to touch me. Meanwhile Asher hasn’t stopped. His hands are on my back, then my ass. Moving between our bodies, running over my thigh and working their way higher. I moan when he reaches his goal and I’ve never wanted to be naked as much as I do now.
The fabric mutes his touch just like Logan’s pants are doing for me, but I can’t reach out to unzip them or I’d slip off of Asher’s lap. No need for that to happen.
Logan’s hands clench into fists as if he’s having difficulty keeping them to himself. His eyes are burning and I can tell how hard it is for him to just sit and watch like I said he could. I didn’t mean to tease him. It just felt like the right way to start off. With some shock I realize that none of this seems at all strange or wrong. It all feels natural.
I work my hand into his and he glances at me in surprise as I pull on it. “What’re you up to, Olson?”
There’s a hint of the Logan I know. Slightly teasing, but his voice is rough and uneven.
Asher’s so unfazed by any of this that I can’t quite believe it. Now it’s my turn to tilt his head up towards me, as much as I don’t want to interrupt him from dropping those light kisses onto my throat. He smiles, about to kiss my lips but I have to stop him.
His exploring hands still. “What’re you thinking, Elena?”
“You don’t mind,” I begin, but my voice trails off. Mind what? I don’t exactly know what I want here. I mean, I do. I really, really do. I’m just not sure I should say it out loud.
Asher’s smile returns. “I know you want each other. I don’t mind,” Asher says. “Truly.”
For an unpleasant moment I think Logan’s going to change his mind. I start to ease my hand out of his but he tightens his grip to stop me. We’re all frozen in place. I can’t help but think that somehow moment’s been destroyed.
Then Logan moves and everything changes. He leans in and kisses me.
