“Why isn’t he? I thought you guys stayed together?”
“We do, but we know when a woman needs a special kind of attention, and we know that is exactly what you’re needing now, don’t we?” He held his hands out for her, and she took them.
Pulling her close, he put her hands on his shoulders as he held onto her hips.
“Did you have a good night tonight?” he asked.
“I did. I can’t stop thinking about our night together. I enjoyed being with you and Paul.”
“We love being with you, Skylar. There’s one thing that I can’t stop thinking about though,” he said.
“What is it?” she asked.
Did she sound breathless?
“That kiss that we shared.” He looked at her lips. “I want another taste of you. Do you think I can get another taste?”
She nodded her head. “Yes, I would like that.”
“You want my kiss?”
“Yes. I want your kiss.”
Moving one of his hands from her waist, he sank it into her hair, and held her close. Drawing her closer, he pressed their lips together, breathing her in.
The hands on his shoulders held his head, and she kissed him. It was so light at first that it made him ache for more. Skylar moaned, and he stood up, not letting her go. He was taller than she was, bigger. Staring into her eyes, everything faded away as he kept his gaze on her. As he licked his tongue across her lips, she gasped, opening up, and he plundered inside, tasting her.
The moment he touched her tongue, they both moaned, and he held her a little tighter, never wanting to let go.
Holding her against him, he deepened the kiss, wishing they were completely naked so that he could feel her against him with nothing in between.
When the kiss ended, he rested his head against hers. “You have no idea what I want to do to you, Skylar. I want to be so much more than your friend.”
“Leo?”
“No, you don’t have to ever be afraid. You have me, baby. You’ll always have me no matter what. I won’t pressure you.” He stroked her cheek, staring into her eyes. “We both want you, Skylar, Paul and I. We want you to belong to us. I know you’ll find that hard to believe. I understand you already, but it’s the truth. One day you’ll be ours, and we’ll prove to you that we only speak the truth.” He kissed her lips again. “Until then, we’ve all had a long night, and I think it’s only fair we go and see where Paul is.”
****
Paul was sitting on his bed reading one of those library books that Skylar had brought home with her. It was a romance, and the hero was a jerk. So far the bastard had kidnapped her, chained her up, and then threatened torture. The only touch that the hero had actually done was to torment her, though. She found him attractive and it was driving her crazy that she wanted the man who had taken her.
“Total Stockholm.” He dropped the book to the bed. Maybe it could work if he was to kidnap Skylar. He’d do the dirty work, and Leo could have Skylar fall in love with them.
There was a knock on the door, and he called for whoever it was to come in. Skylar opened the door and smiled at him.
She was once again in pajamas, this time a pastel blue pair.
“You do like pajamas,” he said.
Skylar looked down at herself, and nodded. “They’re so soft, and when I go to bed, I like to be comfortable. Do you think that’s silly?”
“Not silly at all. You want to come in? I stole one of your books, and I have to ask, is this what you want to happen to you? I can see that it happens.” He held up the book, and she smiled.
“Not that one specifically. It’s just fun to disappear, you know. To escape into a person’s world, and to not worry about anything that is happening. It’s why I love to read.” She took a seat on the bed. “Leo told me about Vegas on the way home. Do you want to go back?”
“Not really. I couldn’t give two shits to see Vegas again. I did a lot of bad shit while I was there. But I’d like for you to see a part of our world, you know. Leo and I, we made a vow to always have each other’s back, and it’s never changed, and it’s never died.”
“Leo kissed me, and he told me that you both want me. Like want, want me.”