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“Yeah.” Phoenix yawned and snuggled into the seat.
They didn’t talk again on the way to Jake and Cassie’s house, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. Jake held his hand and let Phoenix drift in and out of sleep as the streetlights passed overhead. True to her word, their house was only minutes away from the club. Phoenix sighed happily. He was grateful he didn’t have to make the hour-long drive to his parents’ place.
“I’ll show you the apartment so you can get some sleep.” Cassie opened his door before Jake was even out of the car, and he walked up the stairs with them. The apartment was airy, even though it wasn’t overly big. Large windows with sheer curtains covering them let the moonlight in, and a single light in the bathroom cast far enough across the space that he could see the all-white kitchen and a doorway to another room. “Lounge room and kitchen. Bathroom through that door and bedroom in here,” Jake said, leading him through. A queen-sized bed and two bedside tables filled most of the space, leaving a narrow walkway around it. Excluding the second bedroom he had, the little apartment was almost the same size as his place in Sydney, but twice as stylish.
Cassie came to stand behind him and slipped off his jacket with Jake’s help. She reached around him and unbuttoned his vest while Jake dropped to his haunches and unlaced his shoes. Phoenix kicked them away, and Jake peeled off his black socks, tossing them in the pile with the rest of his clothes. Phoenix undid the buttons at his cuffs and hummed as Cassie tugged his shirt off.
Jake’s eyes locked on the barbells in his nipples, and Phoenix’s cock pulsed, his hole clenching. Jake moved to his belt buckle, tugging it free, before he unzipped Phoenix’s pants, ignoring the semi he was now sporting. Jake’s warm hands cupped Phoenix’s face, and his eyes fluttered open, looking at Jake’s iridescent blues. “Goodnight,” he whispered, reaching up to kiss his forehead. Cassie wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her forehead to his back. In that moment, he wanted everything. Not just sex. Everything.
“Will you stay?” Phoenix whispered.
“I have a conference call with New York in thirty minutes,” Cassie murmured. “And you need sleep. We’ll talk in the morning, yes?”
He nodded, disappointment eating at him. “I can stay,” Jake said before pressing his lips to Phoenix’s. It was a chaste kiss. One that was barely there, but it sure packed a punch. His knees went weak, and he floated on air. Then Cassie was there, brushing a whisper-soft kiss over his lips too, and Phoenix couldn’t help his goofy smile.
Jake tossed his jacket on the floor and toed off his shoes as Phoenix climbed into bed. He rolled onto his side to face Jake when he climbed in and closed his eyes to wait. He heard whispers of Jake and Cassie’s conversation and, after a moment, the close of a door. Jake’s strong arms wrapped around him, and Phoenix sank into his warmth.
*****
The birds chirping and the crashing of waves were the first things that registered. The second was warm sunshine on his face. Phoenix reached out, but the bed beside him was empty. And cold. He woke up alone most mornings, rarely spending the entire night with anyone he slept with, but despite it happening countless times before, this time he’d wanted a different outcome.
He sat up, resting his feet on the floor, and looked around the unfamiliar room. His shoes were neatly placed near the door, but he didn’t remember putting them there. Cassie and Jake had helped him undress, but where were his clothes?
Then he heard it. The unmistakable click of a keyboard in the next room. Phoenix stumbled into the bathroom, hoping they didn’t notice him walking out of the bedroom. He needed to wake up more before facing them. A splash of water on his face woke him enough to function, and he stumbled out into the lounge room. The sight that met him stole his breath. There at the table was Cassie, typing away on her laptop, her fingers a blur. Jake sat on the couch looking comfy in a pair of grey sweats and a black long-sleeved Henley that fit like a second skin, his socked feet up on the small coffee table. Tablet and stylus in hand, he drew on the screen and nodded in time with a beat only he could hear through the headphones he had on.
“Hey, you,” Cassie said and stood up, moving over to him. She looked adorable in a pair of jeans and a white cable-knit jumper, her hair in a messy bun atop her head. He smiled, not really knowing whether he could reach for her as she came to stand across from him.
“Mornin’,” he rasped, his voice still scratchy from sleep. Phoenix rubbed his chest, noticing for the first time the chill in the air as he stood there in just his underwear.
Their movements must have gotten Jake’s attention, because a moment later, he was wrapping his arms around Cassie’s shoulder as he came to stand behind her. “How did you sleep?”
“Yeah, well. Thanks. What time is it?”
“Nearly noon.” Cassie hesitated, and Jake squeezed her shoulders as if encouraging her to go on. “We were going to stop and have some lunch if you’d like to join us?” The question was formal and awkward, and if Phoenix wasn’t looking right at Jake, he would have missed the wince that flashed across his face.
“I don’t have to stay if you don’t want me to. If I’m in your way, or whatever… I can—”
“We want you to stay,” Cassie said at the same time as Jake replied, “No, stay.”
He smiled, his cheeks heating, the flush staining his skin all the way down to his chest.
“That answers that question,” Jake uttered, pointing to his face and chest before dropping his hand to adjust himself. It made Phoenix flush harder, remembering what it was like to have Jake inside him. His arse clenched, and a shiver wracked his body, this time not from the cold. “Okay. Um, do you maybe know where my clothes are? I don’t remember where I put them last night, and I can’t find them.”
Cassie smiled, stepping forward and hooking an arm through his. Phoenix’s eyes travelled down Jake’s body, landing on the hand he still had pressed against his dick, and he couldn’t help but lick his lips at the sight. Jake groaned. Cassie laughed and said, “Come with me.”
Call him rash, stupid, or whatever, but Phoenix’s mind was made up. He wanted Jake and Cassie—whatever they were prepared to give him, he’d take it. He paused, not knowing how to communicate what he wanted with them. Not without an hour’s worth of conversation, but his brain wasn’t up for that, not after the weekend he’d had.
Phoenix hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his boxer briefs and slid them down, letting them hit the floor before he stepped out of them leaving them on the floor as he headed into the bedroom. Giving Jake a glimpse of his butt probably wasn’t the best way to tell him he wanted a relationship, but it would get Jake to follow him.
“Teasing bastard,” Jake muttered as Cassie gave him the same lingering look over his exposed body, his cock hard and at the ready. Knowing these two people were as attracted to him as he was them was one hell of a turn on.
Cassie bit her lip, and Phoenix couldn’t help but step forward and tug at her chin, capturing her lips with his. He nipped her bottom lip, and she ran her hands down his body, flicking her thumbs over the barbells in his nipples. He shuddered, pulling her close as he swiped into her mouth with his tongue. God, this woman… she captivated him and drove him wild.
She opened to him, the sweet taste of strawberries on her lips, and Phoenix walked her back a step. Her legs hit the mattress, and Phoenix moved to push her down and crawl on top of her. But she sat before he could move, pressing her lips to his hip and licking her way down the V framing the thatch of trimmed hair at the base of his cock. Jake’s strong body moved behind him, those hands on his hip and his rigid cock nestling in the valley of his arse. Phoenix rubbed himself all over them, wanting to get closer to both Jake and Cassie.
Needing to.
“My turn to taste,” Cassie murmured as she captured his crown between her lips and licked the precum beading at his slit. She hummed, and if it weren’t for Jake’s hands holding him steady, as the other man rubbed his covered dick against his arse, Phoenix would have punched his hips forward.
