Chapter 18
Shi twisted around to look at me. They straddled James’s lap, their hips between his hands and fingers twisted in his hair. “I’m sorry.”
“You have nothing to apologize for,” I told them, opening Hannah’s door for Carlos, letting him lie on the bed for once. I wanted some alone time with the two people on my couch, watching me like they’d been caught with their hands in the cookie jar.
I sauntered over to the couch, dropping into the seat next to James. “Can I join the fun?”
“Look who remembered his manners,” James remarked. Dark eyes watched me, close enough to a “good boy” that it sent a shiver down my spine.
“We were hoping you would,” Shi said, distracting me. “You’re usually the one to bring the fun, after all.”
I flattened a hand between their shoulder blades, giving them a subtle nudge forward. “Show me what you two were doing.”
I already knew what they were doing. Shi’s rosy cheeks and swollen lips made it quite obvious, but I wanted to see.
And damn, did they deliver. Shi leaned in and pressed a cautious kiss to James’s lips.
James’s hands slid up from their hips to their waist, drawing a sigh from me. Damn, they were hot together.
James dropped his jaw, and there was a flash of pink as Shi slipped their tongue into his mouth. I squirmed, a jolt of pleasure shooting straight to my cock.
James opened his eyes and gave me a knowing look, crimson eyes shining in the dark room. Lust slammed into aggressively, and he squeezed high on my thigh, taking a moment to center himself and force his eyes to return to normal. Nipping at Shi’s lip, he broke off the kiss.
“Shiloh, would you be comfortable moving to our bedroom?”
Their eyes widened, and they nodded frantically. “I… I—”
James gently shushed them, brushing curls from their face. “We’ve got you.”
Shi swallowed, but they nodded again and slid from James’s lap. With one hand on their lower back, James reached out for me with his other. I wound my fingers between his and followed him to our bedroom. For once in my life, I kept my mouth shut.
I stood to the side while James climbed onto the bed, spreading his legs wide. Looking to me, he commanded, “Come here,” and patted the mattress between his legs.
Don’t mind if I do. I happily settled into place and leaned back against his chest. Shi watched us, practically squirming in place.
“Come here, Shi Baby.”
“Where?” Still, they took a step closer to the bed.
James widened his stance, and Shi took the hint. They swung their leg over my thighs, settling on my lap. They gasped, feeling the hard ridge of my erection.
My hands landed on their hips, and I moved to shift to where they wouldn’t feel it. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” they said quickly, leaning in. “I didn’t mean to do anything with James without you.”
“Don’t feel bad about that Shi Baby,” I said, lips ghosting across theirs. “It was a wonderful surprise to come home to.”
They snickered. “He said you’d say that.”
James’s hands landed on top of mine and squeezed, and Shi’s hips kicked forward.
Our lips finally pressed together, and they fed me the most delicious moan, one that I happily returned.
Their body heat seeped through their jeans, seeming to burn right through mine.
Whimpering, their tongue swept across the seam of my mouth, and I eagerly opened up for them.
That sugary-sweet taste that was pure Shi flooded my mouth.
I hummed, tugging them closer. Relaxing against James, I basked in the feeling of being surrounded from all sides: Shi’s hands in my hair, and James’s hands switching between the two of us.
I tilted my head, deepening the kiss, only to groan into it when James’s lips met my neck. He kissed a path up to my ear, where his tongue darted out to lap at my lobe. Against my every protest, my hips rocked, forward against Shi, then backward against James, and shit—he was as hard as I was.
Shi broke off the kiss, gasping for air. “I… I think I should go.”
My head dropped to James’s shoulder. “Did we make you uncomfortable?”
They thrashed their head side to side. “No! Not at all. I just think I need to take this slow and, ah…” They’d rocked their hips over the bulge in my pants again and shivered, clearly enjoying the feeling. “This is starting to feel really fast.”
“It’s okay, sweetheart,” James said. “You can draw the line any time you want to.” A kiss to my cheek, and then he was speaking in my ear. “Are you okay here while I take them home?”
I nodded, unable to find my words. Shi crawled off the bed first, then I sat forward to let James slip from behind me.
I practically held my breath while Shi gave me one last kiss, said goodnight, and then James was walking them out of the room.
As he shut the door behind him, he threw a filthy look over his shoulder, his dark gaze raking over my body—and settling on the bulge in my sweats.
That was my signal that it was show time.
But I wasn’t waiting for him to get back to get started.
The second that door clicked shut, I rushed to shed my clothes.
My shirt flew off, and I shimmied my sweats down my legs and tossed them aside.
Finally I sprawled, naked, across the mattress.
My cock was already leaking, and I brushed the clear liquid from my slit and massaged it into my shaft.
I groaned shamelessly. James knew what I was doing, and if the unmistakable desire I felt from the bond was any indication, he was counting the minutes until he joined me.
A lifetime later, headlights illuminated my bedroom window and then disappeared.
In the time it took me to blink, James reappeared in the bedroom and stripped down. “Seems like you’ve taken my job away from me,” he scolded, hopping onto the bed and blanketing me with his body. I sighed when his weight pinned me to the mattress.
“You took too long.”
He silenced any further complaints with his lips on mine, not hesitating to spear his tongue through my lips. He rutted against me, our cocks leaking between us and slicking up our stomachs. My spine already tingled, and I knew I wasn’t going to make it long enough for him to prep me.
The taste of Shi on his lips? Damn, that was intoxicating.
“Did you like your surprise?” he asked when I was forced to break away for air.
“Loved it,” I panted, lungs burning. “I only wish they could’ve stayed longer.” James rolled his hips and I moaned, arching off the bed. “I wanted so much more.”
“How much more?” He turned his attention to my neck, licking a hot path up to his mark where he latched on and sucked, deepening the bruise. “Tell me, love.”
I cried out again as his thumb brushed my sensitive nipple. I was one wrong move away from erupting, and he wanted me to speak? “Oh… I c-can’t.”
“Yes, you can, Ryder.” James’s voice was a low rumble, vibrating through my body and straight down to my cock.
His mouth worked its way south and if I had any chance of getting the words out, it had to be before he got his mouth on my dick because I didn’t stand a chance of holding back once he did.
“I want to take their clothes off,” I strained. “I’m dying to see what they’ve got under those clothes.”
“How would you strip them?”
I snarled. Damn him.
But God, undressing Shi Baby looked good in my head. It reminded me of my first night with James, when he’d made me instruct him over the phone how I’d unravel him piece by piece.
I sighed. “The hoodie,” I panted, chest heaving. James’s tongue swirled around one nipple, wetting it before moving onto the other. “I’d lose the hoodie first. It hides the most.”
James hummed his approval. “Keep going.”
“God,” I groaned, back arching off the mattress. James licked a hot path down my stomach, tongue swirling into my belly button. Damn it, he was moving so slowly. He knelt between my thighs, making it impossible to touch myself.
“Hands above your head, love,” James whispered, as if he could read my damn mind. “Hold onto the mattress and don’t move—and don’t stop talking.”
Whimpering, I obeyed. I couldn’t explain the raw, visceral need to submit to the man, but it felt too damn good to question it. I raised my arms above my head, hooking them onto the mattress and squeezing with everything I had in a desperate attempt to release some of my pent-up energy.
“I’d touch them.” I paused to make room for another indecent sound. “I wouldn’t be able to resist once I had their shirt off.”
James was teasing me now, his hot breath washing over my rigid cock. He still didn’t touch me but watched with red-swirled eyes as a drop of precome burst from my slit and dropped to my stomach. “Then?”
“I… ah!” James had licked a path up my shaft, catching the next drop of clear liquid on his tongue. My next words puffed out as he repeated the motion over and over. “Pants next. I’d lay them down on the bed gently—they don’t need me to be rough—and peel their jeans off, kissing their legs.”
James blew a cool breath over my aching cock, and I took that as a torturous demand to keep going.
“They’re ready for me,” I breathed. “I can see it.”
James returned to licking over my shaft and this time, he rewarded me by finally sucking my dripping cockhead between his lips.
A low, guttural groan ripped its way up from my chest. James, his mouth too busy to speak, didn’t reprimand me for staying quiet.
Instead, I let the rest of my fantasy play out in my head.
James sucked, and I removed Shi’s underwear.
In my head, they were the one grasping at the mattress, the sheets, desperate for anything to clutch.
In the end, I decided that it would be my hair. I mimicked the way I imagined Shi grabbing me, releasing the mattress to spear my fingers through James’s hair. My nails scratched at his scalp, and his pleased hum vibrated up my shaft.
My eyes squeezed shut, every muscle in my body clenched with the effort of keeping my orgasm at bay.
The darkness let the movie in my mind become clearer: Shi laid naked in front of me, chest heaving with each hard-earned breath.
Now, however, James knelt behind me, softly praising me as slicked up fingers teased down my crease.
I jolted, feeling the same action happen for real. With a slow exhale, I relaxed and opened up for him to push a finger through.
In my mind, he did the same, and Shi spread their legs for me.
The mental image sent a jolt down my spine.
My cock hit the back of James’s throat, and the tight, wet constriction nearly made me lose it.
Then I put my mouth to Shi, and I moaned, James pulling off just to hollow his cheeks and take me down again.
“I can’t take it anymore,” I muttered. “Please…”
I peeled my eyes open, finding blood-red ones looking at me. They sparkled, and James smiled around my cock. He loved the fact that he could reduce me to a begging, pleading, whimpering mess, and I knew exactly what that glint in his eye meant: “Keep begging.”
“Please…” I slurred. In my mind, James was two fingers deep in my ass and Shi’s hips rocked against my tongue, chasing their own release.
But I wasn’t going to make it until they found it.
“Fuck, I’m about to come.”
James doubled down. I got far enough in my fantasy to see him lining his cock up with my entrance, and for Shi to cry out the first crest of their orgasm.
My cock swelled and pulsed, earning a low groan from James as I emptied down his throat. He swallowed, drawing it out until I trembled in his grip. Sensitive, I shuddered through him licking me clean, scrabbling at his shoulders when the torture became too unbearable.
As my heart rate lowered, James popped off my cock and wiped his mouth. I rose onto my elbows, watching him fish around in the nightstand. I crooked a brow, my heart jumping when he withdrew a bottle of lube and slicked up his fingers.
“If you think you’re getting out of finishing that fantasy, think again.”