Page 22 of Yours
Chapter 7
Ryan
He had to be just as nervous as I was, but Scott never said no or gave any indication he didn’t want what was going to happen. And Dare had made it clear what he wanted to happen.
Dare had been upfront with the fact that until we were all on the same page—meaning until I talked to Scott and confessed everything—no meant no and we weren’t going to use safewords or anything like that. I knew he wouldn’t have used the same language with Scott, but at some point they would have had a conversation about it.
Dare was just that kind of guy.
“Where did you guys park? Did you drive together?” Dare’s question had me focusing back on him. From the grin on his face, I knew his goal had been to get us to pay attention, because I was pretty sure we’d talked about the car earlier.
Scott didn’t mind repeating himself, or maybe just didn’t remember the previous comments. “Neither of us had to work late today, so we rode together. We’re over there.”
Pointing to the back of the lot, I realized how busy the restaurant had really been when I saw how many spaces were free now and how dark the back area of the lot was. It was the perfect spot to kiss a date goodnight, but it hadn’t been on purpose.
“Great. I’ll walk you over there.” He gave us a quick glance before turning back to the car, and I had to wonder how many of his dates would have argued with him about it. Every once in a while, I could see him pause and it was like he was so used to guys taking charge just because he was smaller that he did it unconsciously.
Scott wasn’t old-fashioned, and I wanted Dare to do things that came naturally to him. I just wanted to be told what to do. If he’d wanted me to walk him to his car, I’d have gone with that without a problem. The dominant, sexy man who’d plopped down in my lap was who I wanted to get to know better.
Dare reached out and took our hands and started walking back toward the car. Neither Scott nor I were in the closet so it wasn’t a problem, but it felt weird to know he was holding Dare’s hand too. Whether or not it was good weird or bad weird was still up for debate.
Scott pointed out our car as we got closer, but since there were only a handful in the area, Dare could have probably guessed which one was ours. His hand tightened on mine as we stopped, and he let go to be able to turn and face us.
“I talked about making sure you were both comfortable with something before we actually did anything. That means kisses too.” I tried to focus on what he was saying, but my eyes kept focusing on how his lips would feel against mine and what he’d taste like.
Scott’s low sound of agreement had me nodding. Dare’s lips turned up, and he flicked his tongue out to run over them. Forcing myself to look higher up his face, I saw how his eyes twinkled as he watched me.
Damn. Caught.
I tried to think back to what he’d asked. Oh, consent. “Yes, I understand.”
“Good.” Dare stepped closer until he was sandwiched between us. “The only fair way to do it would be to make you two kiss first, but since that seems unnecessarily stressful, we’ll do it another way and take turns with the other…fun firststhat come up.”
Dare leaned back in my arms, encouraging me to wrap my arms around him. Then, Dare reached out to take Scott’s hand and pulled him to close the last few inches between them. Dare ended up pressed between us, but because of the height difference, I was staring Scott right in the face with his stomach pressed against my hands.
Had his lips always been that full?
“How does this feel?” Dare was speaking to Scott, but I had the craziest urge to say “perfect.”
Scott licked his lips and glanced back and forth between us before shrugging. “I don’t know how to explain it.”
“Is it going too fast?”
“No. It’s just…weird’s not the right word but it’s…unexpected. I guess?”
“I can understand that.” Dare’s hands moved up and started caressing Scott’s arms, drawing attention to his muscles and strength. Dare was clearly into bigger, muscular guys and I’d never been happier that I’d kept going to the gym after college. “Should we slow down?”
“No.” Scott answered that right away, making Dare chuckle.
“Should I kiss you now?” Dare’s voice was seductive, but he was making it clear who was in charge. Scott didn’t seem to mind letting Dare set the pace, though, and something eased inside of me. If he didn’t mind that, then there was a good chance the rest wouldn’t make him look at me funny.
“Yes.” Another quick answer from Scott had Dare chuckling, but Scott didn’t seem to mind. He just blushed and waited for Dare.
Was he waiting to know that Dare was okay, or was he acknowledging that Dare was in charge of the kiss?
“I’m glad.” Dare’s hands snaked up Scott’s body and wrapped around his neck. Dare stretched up on his toes, but the way he moved had his body wiggling against mine and it was impossible to keep my dick under control.
It had a mind of its own when it came to Dare.
