Page 20 of Conveniently Theirs

Like me.

I stand at the door staring at the keycard in my hand. Perhaps it would be better if I wait a little longer. I slam the card against the reader then open the door as silently as I can. Dropping my bag next to the door in case I need to make a quick exit, I sneak into the bedroom I share with Josh.

The bed is empty. The duvet and decorative throw appear undisturbed. Relief bounds through me followed immediately by a sense of foreboding. This smoothly made bed and fluffed pillows could be the symbol announcing the end of our relationship.

If you can’t find something good in a situation…

My mother’s words follow me from the bedroom and across the open living area. A donut box catches my attention and I pause to take a peek of the artfully decorated pastries. Even with my jumbled emotions the thought of Josh’s sweet tooth enjoying one of the donuts makes me grin.

Before I fall prey to the same temptation, noises from Kendall’s room draw me closer. The door is partially open.

I shouldn’t.

I can’t stop myself.

Slow steps take me across the room. Standing partially in the narrow opening, I stare at Keni’s bed. Blackout drapes are doing their job but there’s enough ambient lighting in the room to see the couple on the bed in a passionate moment.

Good, he told her.That first thought shouldn’t have been so painful. I knew this would eventually be the outcome. My unspoken suspicion Keni felt the same toward him has been confirmed.

She’s riding him. The undulations of her hips hold me fascinated. He’s taken her nipple in his mouth, his cheeks hollowing as he suckles.

My cock goes hard. Without any of us realizing it, they’ve taken control of my body. My mind. No second thoughts. After slowly unzipping my jeans, I reach into my boxers and wrap my hand around my dick. A few strokes and I’m hard enough to hammer nails.

Fuck, they’re beautiful together. The sound of the lovemaking fills me with an irresistible combination of hope, despair, and need.

Being a voyeur isn’t my style but I can’t turn away. Instead I take a step further into the room. My balls draw up tight. I’m almost there.

Josh is staring at me. His dark eyes capture andhold mine. I can’t look away even when his gaze drops to my dick. He smiles and leaving his attention to her nipple with a soft, wet pop, leans back and groans. “Make me come, darlin’.”

His hands at her thighs spread and reposition Keni so I’m able to see where their bodies are joined. I watch as she rises, exposing his thick length. His cock glistens, disappears, is exposed again. The stroke of my hand matches Keni’s rhythm. I bite my lip to remain a silent watcher.

“That’s it. Like that… I…”

Grabbing her hips, Josh pulls Keni down tight against his thrusting body. He throws back his head, his neck arched in the perfect way for kissing or biting. His throat vibrates. I can almost feel my lips against his damp skin as he comes. “Ken… dall…”

No. I can’t. Can’t come with him this time. Not like this. Too far gone. Only escape is the bathroom. Fighting the pulsations surging along my cock, I stumble into the room, grab a towel and collapse to my knees. As I shut the door, a fierce release bursts from my cock. Gulping back my vocal responses, I lean forward with my forehead against the cool marble tiles to ride out the jolting intensity of each spasm.

Shit. What have I done? The inability to controlmyself cheapens their act of love. I care too much for both of them to allow this to happen again. Maybe I can sneak from the room and Kendall will never know. Won’t need to know. Josh usually falls asleep after sex. If she falls asleep with him…

The soft low whisper of conversation seeps under the door and I lift my head to listen.

“Something feels different.”

Josh’s chuckle sends goosebumps down my spine. My cock twitches. His joy always affects me that way. I stain to hear his words. “Devin’s here, darlin’.”

Ah, fuck, babe. Don’t tell her that.

“What do you mean ‘here’? He’s back in the suite?”

Please say yes.

“No. In the room with us. He saw us. He’s in the bathroom now.”

The silence following his statement brings too many options to my brain. She’ll hate me for intruding. I’ll find a way to deal with that. Whatever she says or feels, I won’t allow her to refuse Josh because of my stupid lack of control.

“Why?”

“Why what?”

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