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“You’re a prick now,” I say kindly. “Does it still hurt?”
He smiles, but it doesn’t meet his eyes. “S’fine.”
“It sometimes still gives out,” Josh says drily. “I keep telling him to get it checked out, but he won’t listen.”
“Hate hospitals,” Zack mutters. “It’s fine.”
I lean against his side. “I’m sorry you had to stop playing. That must have been awful.”
He looks pathetic. “It was. Sometimes I even amaze myself with my own bravery and resilience. Will you kiss me better?”
“I guess I have to,” I sigh, setting down my plate. “You are my boyfriend. Get here, then.”
“Nice,” Zack mutters, dropping his trouser leg and pulling my mouth roughly to his.
I kiss him back hard, melting against him. It’s hard to imagine that one week ago, I thought I didn’t like kissing. I think I could kiss Josh and Zack all day and not get enough. As Zack gently nudges my mouth open, licking into me, I feel my belly flip, warmth spreading through me.
Suddenly, I feel another hot mouth on my neck. I gasp as Josh presses in behind me, trailing a line of soft, sucking kisses down my throat. Immediately, my whole body goes into overdrive. If getting kissed by one guy was hot, being kissed by two men, my body sandwiched between theirs, is practically orgasmic. I have to force back a shiver as Josh licks a hot line down the side of my throat. I can already feel my underwear getting damp as arousal coils inside me. My head starts to spin. I can’t get enough air in.
“Layla,” Josh mutters into my skin.
I turn to face him blindly, crashing our lips together. He inhales sharply, then kisses me back, hard. We surge into each other. On my other side, Zack’s hands curve over my hips. I shiver as his big fingers slip under the hem of my shirt, sending goosebumps streaking over my skin. I arch into him. Zack gets the message, reaching up to cup one of my breasts in one big hand. I start to pant slightly as Josh touches my face, kissing me harder. Our mouths roll together, slow and sensual, tugging at each other as Zack’s hand climbs my chest. When his thumb finally strokes over my tingling nipple, I can’t stop the moan that falls out of me, my whole body starting to shake.
Josh jerks away like I’ve burned him, his cheeks flaming.
“Do… you want dessert?” He says quickly. “I’ve got ice cream.” He jumps to his feet. “Let me just get it.”
He disappears into the kitchenette. I watch him go, gasping. “Crap. Did we go too far?”
Zack nuzzles my neck. “Nah. He probably just wants to make sure you finish your dinner date.”
I smile. “I never thought he could be so domestic.”I always thought of Josh as so uptight and business-oriented. Kind of like me. I’ve never seen this softer side to him before, but it’s very sweet.
“He’s just tryin’ to impress you,” Zack murmurs, stroking his hand over my stomach. “He only ever cooks for girls. I remember he used to make Sunday roast every week when we were dating Monica. Only southerner I ever met who can make a decent gravy.”
I roll my eyes, pulling away from him. “Right. When you were all dating your ex, Monica.”
Zack snorts. “You really think she doesn’t exist, don’t you? Hang on, we’ve got pictures.” Still holding onto me, he pulls out his phone, flipping through his photo album. “Here.” He shows me the screen.
I lean in for a better look. In the picture, all three guys are sitting on a park bench with a dark-haired girl. She’s perched between Luke and Zack’s laps, leaning across to hold Josh’s hand. He’s smiling across at her, his face full of affection.
I freeze. “Wait. You’re telling me that your four-way was real?”
Josh comes back to the table, setting out three bowls of vanilla ice cream. “Yes.”
I look up at him. “Monica wasn’t just a bit for the podcast?”
He gives me an odd look, sitting back down next to me. “We don’t lie on the podcast.”
“I…” I can feel my face heating. My stomach twists as I study the picture. Luke’s hand is on Monica’s hip, and Zack is kissing her neck. All three of them have been naked together in a bed, getting off one girl? It seems like some kind of fantasy.
“Here.” I jump as something cold touches my lips. Opening my mouth, I let Josh feed me a spoonful of vanilla ice cream, letting the sweetness melt on my tongue.
“So you actually all slept with the same woman? For real?”
“Yes,” Josh says patiently. “Repeatedly. For several years. Why did you think we were so happy to share you?”
I gape. “I… but… how the Hell did that happen?!”
