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“Let me?” My thumb swiped over his lip. “You have no say.”
“The fuck I don’t,” he growled. He turned his head and captured my thumb in his mouth, sucking it in.
I groaned at the sensation. Jesus, my cock was stirring again. I pulled my hand away, wondering if he knew how much power he had over me.
“I want to protect you.” I glanced down at Remi, still sound asleep. “Both of you.”
Ghost made a scoffing noise with his throat.
“She’s not very ... experienced. I know she’s nervous about being with both of us at once. She has to know that I’d never force something on her she wasn’t comfortable with.”
“Of course not,” he added.
“She can say no to anything. What we shared tonight was amazing. We don’t need to do anything else and I’d be okay with that,” I continued, needing to get my point across. “That goes for you, too. I’m not going to push you into anything. I’m happy just being with you like we were tonight.”
He let out an impatient puff of air. “I want it all, Greyson.”
“I want to go to therapy with you and see what Maggie says—“
He kissed me fiercely, silencing my words. “Go to sleep, Durant. We’ll talk in the morning.”
Remi’s sleepy voice woke me up in the morning. “Where’s Grey?”
I popped my head up to look over Ghost’s body, which was wedged in between us. “I’m right here.”
She pinned Ghost with a glare. “How did you get in the middle?”
A sly smile spread over Ghost’s lips, but he just shrugged his shoulders, acting clueless. I knew he liked being the center of attention.
I decided to give him a little attention. My hand slid down his back and over his toned ass before slipping across his hip. His cock was already rock hard and poking into Remi’s back. I wrapped my fist around it and relished the way it made Ghost drag in a ragged breath.
What a fucking amazing way to wake up.
Chapter 39
Ghost
My eyes fluttered open as the sun peeked through the curtains, its golden light caressing my skin. A tangle of limbs greeted me — Remi nestled into my side, her breaths slow and even, Greyson’s arm slung over my chest, his face buried in the crook of my neck. The scent of sweat and sex still hung heavy in the air, remnants of our passionate night together.
A smile tugged at the corner of my lips. Being sandwiched between them was my new favorite way to wake up. I buried my nose in Remi’s hair, seeking her sweet scent while reliving the pleasures we shared the night before.
“Ugh, Ghost,” Remi groaned, squirming beneath the covers as she tried to escape my possessive embrace. “How did you end up in the middle again?”
I feigned innocence, trailing a finger down her spine. “No idea, bunny. Must have rolled over in my sleep.” The lie slipped off my tongue easily. I didn’t roll into the middle — I crept between their sleeping forms, craving the warmth and comfort of their bodies. The truth was, I couldn’t get enough of them. Of this. I wanted it to be permanent.
Greyson’s chest rumbled against my back as he let out a low chuckle. “Liar.” His lips brushed the skin of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. “You were wide awake when you wedged yourself between us.”
His fingers lazily traced patterns along the curve of my hip. The sensation sent shivers down my spine, awakening a familiar hunger within me. I knew he felt it too; our shared desire for one another was undeniable. As his fingers continued their exploration, I could feel my body responding, my cock swelling with anticipation.
“Oh, my God. You two are insatiable.” Remi teased, her voice thick with sleep. She reached out to gently stroke Greyson’s arm, her fingertips brushing against my chest. “If you two are thinking of going at it again, you’re gonna have to do it without me. I’m pretty sore.”
“Why don’t you take a long soak in the tub, Rems?” Greyson wrapped his hand around my cock and gave it an experimental stroke. My hips bucked off the bed.
“That does sound wonderful.” Remi’s eyes were focused on Grey’s hand. She lifted an eyebrow. “Are you two trying to get rid of me?”
“Never.” Grey stroked my cock again, this time with a firmer hand. I clutched at the bedsheets, trying not to groan. “In fact, we need a shower. I’m going to clean him up and you can watch.”
She licked her lips, her eyes dark with lust. “Ooh. That sounds like a show I’d love to see.” She slid from the bed, the sheet pooling at her feet. My gaze roamed her naked body as she sauntered toward the en suite bathroom. Over her shoulder, she said, “Make sure it’s a good one.”
