Page 53 of Death Drop


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The understanding of what he was getting at seeped through my thoughts. My breath caught in my throat. “That… that could really be something.” Then I paused. “You’re thinking we should try to get this publicized—covered on TV and all that. Are you sure you want to make a public performance focused on the three of us?”

“Why the hell not?” Quentin demanded. “They’re already making all kinds of assumptions about us based on something we wouldn’t have let them see. I love you, and I love this crazy relationship we’ve all built together. They might as well know that on our terms rather than your mother’s.”

“I’m in,” Jasper said, quiet but determined. “It could be a total flop—or it could blow people away. I’m willing to take that chance.”

A brighter smile had crossed Niko’s face. “I can already picture the routine. It’ll be an honor to choreograph something like that.”

My mouth opened and closed again. They were all taking a much bigger risk than I was. They were the ones with the established names that’d be tarnished if this plan only made us look ridiculous.

I wanted to try, but I didn’t want to screw up their lives any more than their connection to me already had.

Before I could decide on an answer, Quentin stepped up to me and caught my hand in his. “What we’ve got is something special. If the world can’t tell that, then they’re all idiots.”

His eyes gleamed with passion, and he tugged me into a kiss. The emphatic claiming of my lips melted my reservations, leaving only the glow of hope behind.

Hope and another emotion to answer the confession he’d made. When he drew back, seeking out my gaze again, I beamed up at him. “I love you too. Let’s do it. Let’s show them what that love really looks like.”

My attention slid away from him to the other men standing around me.

Rafael with his stoic confidence and unyielding support.

Niko and his boundless serenity and warmth.

Jasper, his soulful gray-green eyes coupled with his fire-hot touch.

And Quentin in front of me, stubborn and difficult but oh-so-brilliant in ways I obviously hadn’t fully appreciated yet.

My heart swelled in my chest. “I love all of you. So, so much. I think what we’ve built together is pretty fantastic, don’t you?”

Jasper reached out to twist a strand of my hair between his fingers. A familiar light was glinting in his eyes.

He cleared his throat as a flush crept up his neck. “You know, we haven’t actuallyallcollaborated together. Not at the same time. That could be the perfect way to get our creativity flowing. A little inspiration?”

His tone sent a flare of heat over my skin. Looking around at the other men, I saw the same desire mirrored in all of their expressions.

I loved them, and I wanted them. I wanted to remember how wonderful this collaboration between us really was instead of getting bogged down in other people’s judgments.

A little passionate fun might be just what we needed to clear our minds of all that crap and then get down to work.

I wet my lips. “I’m up for it if you all are?”

Niko’s lips curved into a sly smile that left no doubt about his interest. Quentin stepped toward me, his normally cool gaze searing my skin. “Hell, yes.”

Rafael’s mouth twitched with what might have been a hint of a smirk. “I’ll make sure the door is fully secure.”

“Good thinking,” I muttered.

Then Jasper tipped my chin up so he could claim a kiss, and every concern left my head except how I could enjoy even more of this delicious man.

There was a click as Rafael checked the door, and then he was behind me, his large hands sliding down my body. He eased them beneath the fabric of my leggings and tucked his fingers against the divots of my hips. With a tug to bring my ass against his groin, he showed just how much he wanted me without saying a word.

My pussy throbbed for him. But when I lifted my head, it was Quentin I saw first. He yanked off his shirt as he approached me, revealing the leanly sculpted planes of his chest. I couldn’t resist tracing my fingers over the taut ridges before he grasped my tee to give me the same treatment.

As soon as he’d tossed my shirt on the ground, he gripped my ponytail and tilted my head to the side so he could nip the crook of my neck. When he flicked his tongue right up to my earlobe, trailing sparks in its wake, I couldn’t restrain a gasp.

Niko tucked his head over Jasper’s shoulder, his smile turning momentarily a bit shy. But after Jasper leaned into the kiss the other man offered, our coach made short work of his shirt before wrapping his arms around Jasper’s waist. Watching them fall back into another kiss, long and lingering, made my pussy clench even tighter while Quentin and Rafael worked me over.

Niko turned toward me and captured my lips with his. I hummed happily against his mouth, with a sharper whimper when Quentin tweaked one nipple between his fingers.

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