“I’m serious,” Kash says as I close and lock the door, his voice echoing in the empty living room, and I turn to look at him.
“What?”
“I want to try.”
“Try what, Sunshine?”
Kash glances at Sydney who’s suddenly grinning from ear to ear. “You know.”
“Guys…” She squeals and claps her hands. “Will you?”
“Will we, what?” West asks, frowning. “What exactly are we talking about here?”
“A boys night!” Sydney is practically jumping with excitement. “Oh, I’d love to watch.”
“I see…” A slow grin spreads over West’s face. “Naughty girl.”
“Don’t worry.” I bare my teeth at her and she giggles. “We’ll take care of you afterward.”
Kash’s expression is a mixture between embarrassment, eagerness and desire. “We’re doing this, then?”
“If you’re up to it, dude, and not just because of the booze…” I watch his face carefully, looking for signs of indecision, or fear.
But his gaze is clear when he nods. “I’m definitely up to it.”
He’s definitely up, that’s for sure. The front of his black pants is stretched tight over his hard-on, molding to his swollen dick.
“Then let’s go.” I grab Sydney’s hand and start up the stairs, trusting the guys to follow. After all, they have t
o be there for the hot boy sex they agreed to, right?
I sit Sydney down on the edge of our enormous bed and crouch down in front of her. “Still sure about this, my lady? About sitting this one out?”
She blushes but nods. “Yes.”
“Then would you like to lead us? Tell us what to do?”
She considers this for a moment, a pensive expression on her pretty face. “No. Well, I want you to kiss, but after that, it’s whatever you like.”
“Our queen is easy to please,” West says, his voice a low rumble as he tugs Kash onto the bed.
She is that. Our queen, and we’re her fucking knights.
And that’s enough roleplay, or foreplay, or whatever this is. Time to test how into this Kash really is.
I catch his wrist and haul him against me. He doesn’t flinch, his other hand still held in West’s tight grip. He looks me straight in the eye and leans in to kiss me.
Kash is kissing me, and the world fades. We’ve kissed plenty of times, but usually I take the initiative, I make the moves.
His tongue thrusts between my lips, strokes my tongue, and just like that, I’m rock hard and aching. I yank him closer, until our hard-ons press together, and I’m rewarded with a long groan rumbling up his chest.
He tastes of lime and tequila, of salt and Kash.
I break off when West joins us and slides his hand up to Kash’s face to kiss him in his turn. I lick his taste off my lips and lean back, catching sight of Syd who’s watching us.
“Okay?” I ask her, a wave of such affection going through me I think I’ll come apart.
“Undress,” she says, her voice a whisper going straight to my dick. “I want you guys naked.”