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Maybe I should step away.
But it wasn’t that easy.
It wasn’t just my decision to make.
It affected Flynn too.
The way Ezra had all but eye fucked Flynn when we were dancing told me that maybe he didn’t just want Tristan. Dragging me into the gardens, stripping me and frantically fucking me until I was screaming wasn’t exactly subtle either.
Eventually we’d dropped Cara off at her dorm before heading back to the yacht. My breath caught as we walked up the jetty and I spied Tristan and Ezra waiting for us. Earlier tonight, Ezra had told me we couldn’t be together while he was still buried inside me. I’d told him exactly what I thought of him and stormed off in a huff. He’d chased after me, holding my jumpsuit out and begging me to get dressed before I found myself under arrest for indecent exposure. I’d only agreed to avoid a second night in a jail cell. Otherwise I would have told him to fuck right off and strutted my bare arse back into the throng of people.
But there he was, leaning against one of the pylons. He was the big spoon to Tristan’s little one as they stared out at the lights shimmering off the rippling water in the distance.
Play it cool, Zali, I coached myself. Ry squeezed my shoulder as he shifted in front of me to get the gangway chain, and Flynn growled as he cottoned on to who was waiting for us.
I stared at Ezra silently, shaking my head. I wanted to give him a piece of my mind, but the self-loathing and shame in his gaze had me biting my tongue. We weren’t going to sort through anything without being adults about it. As much as he’d hurt me, and as shitty as his behaviour had been, I needed to be the bigger person. Not for me—if it was just me, I’d tell him to fuck off—but for Tristan and Flynn. I’d do it for them.
I sighed. “Come on up,” I invited reluctantly, gesturing to the gangplank. “I could do with a tea and some painkillers. You guys want anything?”
“Tea would be great,” Tristan agreed while Ezra reached out to help me onto the yacht.
I hesitated before taking his hand, and Flynn smiled softly at me. At least I knew that he appreciated me making an effort for them.
“Just water for me, thanks,” Ezra murmured.
Flynn followed me into the galley and filled a glass of cold water before helping to brew the tea.
“Where do you think this is going?” Flynn asked, his voice soft and unsure. I hated that he was so uncertain. “Did you and Ezra manage to iron anything out while you were off together?”
“There wasn’t much talking to be honest,” I replied, skipping over our argument. Flynn had gathered enough from my body language to figure out I was pissed. I didn’t need to go into detail with him now, not when my head was pounding and I desperately needed sleep. We’d nut it out soon enough.
But for now, I watched his reaction. Nerves bounced around in my belly as he stepped in closer to me. When a sly grin tilted his lips up, the breath whooshed out of my lungs.
He leaned in closer, our bodies only a hair’s breadth apart. He ran his nose up my throat, and my nipples hardened, the silk of my jumpsuit brushing the sensitive nubs as a shiver rippled through me.
He brushed his lips over my pulse point. “I can smell the sex on you. It’s delicious.”
I swayed on my feet, arching into his barely there touch. He grasped my butt and hauled me against him, grinding the erection trapped in his tight jeans against my belly. Massaging my cheeks, he dipped a finger between them and brushed it over my fabric-covered hole.
“Please,” I begged, pushing back into his touch. I couldn’t resist being stuffed full, but my tender ring protested, a sting arcing through me. I hissed, and Flynn gentled his teasing, sucking a mark into my throat as he rubbed against me. “Second thoughts, my arse is off limits for the rest of the night.”
“I can work with that.” Flynn hummed, the noise vibrating through his chest into mine lighting up my nerve endings like when his tongue connected with my clit. He added, “Tell me what Ezra did.”
I flicked the shoulder strap off, letting it fall to my elbow and exposing my breast. “He stripped me off just like this. I was standing in the gardens completely naked—”
“You loved it.”
A shiver passed through my body, my clit throbbing at the memory. “I did. It was like a game of cat and mouse, knowing we could get caught. I was so wet.”
“I like these,” he rasped, his finger brushing over the twin hickeys Ezra’d left on my tits.
“So do I,” I admitted.
“Keep going,” he encouraged. “Tell me what he did.”
“He slid inside me, and I begged him to fuck me harder.”
Flynn reached up and pinched my nipple before sliding his hand down and cupping my cunt. “Did you come?”
