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“Romeo,” Tristan said, tugging on my arm again. “I accepted with the condition that I had nothing to do with the illegal side of his business. He agreed.”
Deciding to give Jordan my back, I gave Tristan my full attention, reaching up to brush a wayward lock of hair out of his eye. “You can tell him no.”
“I know, but I don’t want to. I hated the people I worked with.”
“If you don’t like working for Jordan, you can leave without fear of him hurting you. I just want you to know it’s an option.” I waited a few beats before I heard Jordan agree with me. He knew what I wanted. No way, shape, or form did I want Tristan or Dash in danger. Ever.
“When does Tris start?” I asked, unable to take my eyes off him, or my hand. My fingers skated along his cheek, down to his jaw. He was cleanly shaven, and I loved the feel of his skin.
“Monday. I’ll come here at nine and bring breakfast.”
“Ten,” I said. “I want to sleep in, and if you walk around down here with your loud shoes and talk, you’ll wake me up.”
“Fine,” he bit out. “Ten.”
Jordan took his leave, not bothering with a goodbye, nor did I offer him one of my own. I’d pushed him to his limit, which was fine with me. I didn’t want to give him any more of my attention today as it was. Not with Tristan in front of me looking so damn sweet I wanted to take a bite out of him.
As soon as I heard the door shut, I inched closer to Tristan, completely captivated by him. “Tris, can I kiss you?”
“Dash isn’t here.”
“No, but does he need to be? Would you mind if I kissed him when you weren’t around or did more?”
“I don’t think I would. I’d want you two to enjoy each other.”
“Would you be jealous?”
The thought of Dash with Tristan didn’t make me jealous. The only way it would was if they deliberately left me out. I’d be hurt and wonder what I did wrong. But if they were like Tristan and I were right now, it wouldn’t bother me in the least.We weren’t excluding Dash. He was busy with work while we weren’t.
He reached down and pulled his phone out of his pocket. “No, I wouldn’t.”
“What are you doing?” I was trying to get our lips to meet, and he was texting.
“I want to ask Dash. If the three of us are in this and on even ground, it should be a joint decision.” His eyes met mine as his tongue snuck out to lick his bottom lip. His phone vibrating drew his gaze down again. “Dash said it’s fine with him, but we better be hard for him tomorrow night after the concert. Do you think playing on stage makes him horny? I could see how other people get wound up watching him. He looks good behind those drums.” Tristan took a few steps to place the phone on the coffee table.
My lips turned up in a grin when Tristan returned to me and put his hands on my hips. Only a few inches separated us in height, with me having the advantage. “Can I kiss you, Tris? If you’re not ready for this or more, I completely understand.”
“I’m ready and want as much as you’re willing to give me.” The door was wide open then.
I put my hands on his hips as well, moving my thumbs to lift his shirt enough to where I could press my skin against his. I didn’t know why that did it for me to be skin-to-skin with Dash and Tristan. When I was in the middle of a panic attack, it comforted me. But like this, it lit me up inside and got my blood pumping. “I’d like to fuck you one day,” I told him honestly. “When Dash is with us. Today, I want to feel your skin against mine. I want your cum on me and my name on your lips.”
Tristan tipped his head back and moaned, “Yes, please.”
With even steps, I walked us to the couch where I quickly took off my clothes and sat my bare ass on the cushion of thecouch with no console in the middle. I wanted nothing in our way. “On my lap, baby. I want to see all of you.”
Tristan shed his clothes, his dick bouncing free, hard and ready. He got closer and placed his knees on either side of me. Gripping his ass in my palms, I urged him forward and dove for his nipple, sucking it into my mouth until I could bite the taut peak.
His fingers wove into my hair to hold me in place. “God, Romeo, I’ve been waiting so long to feel you like this.” His hips bucked but he didn’t get much friction. I slid him closer until my body was flush with his. I wanted to bury myself in him so badly. If we stayed like this, the temptation would be too great to lift him and sink deep.
Wrapping my arm around his waist, I shifted us until I was on my back and Tristan spread out on top of me, lining our dicks up perfectly. He didn’t need coaxing. Once we were level, he pressed his lips to mine, swiping his tongue over them so I’d open. The moment his sweet tongue entered my mouth, I nearly came. That tongue of his turned wicked and tasted every part of my mouth, making me wonder what it would feel like on my dick.
His hips started a slow grind, his dick rubbing alongside mine. I was so fucking hard. When was the last time someone touched me like this? Tristan wasn’t even using his hands, and I felt better than I had in forever.
My blunt nails dug into his ass cheeks, urging him to move faster. “Come on, Tris, harder. I need it.”
Releasing my hip, his hand wedged between us so he could grasp my balls and pull.
“Jesus!” I shouted. I loved when my balls were played with. Sometimes I thought I could get off from attention to them alone, but always grew too impatient when I was alone and needed to come.
