Em tilts his head. “Why?”
?1 “Because, I know the two of you are more than just friends. It’s abundantly clear now that I see the two of you together. And I need to know if seeing the two of you together is something I can handle.” She says it as if it were a question, but judging by the way she is pressing her thighs together at the mention of it, I’m pretty sure she already knows the answer.
I don’t know why Emerson is suddenly feeling gun-shy, but it won’t do. Shooting Lil a wink, I turn to him and reach out to grab at the waistband of his beige slacks. With one swift pull his chest crashes into mine. His eyes bounce between mine as I reach up and thread my hand through his wavy hair. “Quit pretending like you don’t want to show her what I do to you,” I murmur against his lips.
His lips twitch as he fights a smile. “Just shut up and kiss me you?—”
I crash my mouth to his. Despite our newest revelations, and both of us being wrapped up inLil’s orbit, I’ve wanted to have my mouth on his all day. I’ve wanted the taste of him on my tongue. And when he moans into my mouth, I forget for a moment that Lil is even here.
I’m lost in him.
Just like I always am.
That is until I hear Lil let out a shaky breath followed by a breathy, “Fuck.”
Emerson pecks my lips once, twice more, before stepping away from me and slowly making his way over to her. With her heels on she only has to tilt her head ever-so-slightly to meet his eyeline.
Reaching up, he firmly grips her jaw in his hand, and an expression crosses her face that I’ve never seen. Almost…nervous.
“I hope you enjoyed that, because that’s the last time you’re going to be bossing me around.” The deep timber of his voice sends a chill down my spine and all the blood to my cock. Fuck, I love when he gets like this.
And why my voice is the one that makes the money, I’ll never know.
“Maybe for today, at least,” she bites back.
I swear to fuck, Emerson practically growls, and I can’t help the moan that slips past my lips at the sight before me. Emerson in nothing but his slacks, and Lil in the sexiest set of lingerie I think I’ve ever seen and a pair of heels. The light of the moon casts the perfect glow along the ridges of their bodies.
It’s fucking mesmerizing, and they haven’t even done anything yet.
Despite his hand still firmly gripping her jaw, Lil looks over his shoulder at me. “You just gonna stand there and watch?”
“Honestly,” I reply. “I’m fucking thinking about it. There’s no shame in my cuck game.”
She lets out a laugh so pure I swear it could bring me to my knees. “How about you save the watching for next time? Get over here,” she demands.
Next time.
She wants there to be a next time.
More than happy to oblige, I step toward her before I remember what’s in my pants pocket. “Hold on,” I rush out.
Quickly, I grab the small microphone and my phone out of my pocket. Opening the app on my phone, I quickly sync the two of them together and press record before setting them on the nightstand next to Lil’s bed.
When I turn to face them, Emerson’s arching a brow at me. “Seriously?”
“What? I have a schedule to keep and you interrupted my recording session the other day. Plus, I have a feeling I’m going to want to remember this until the day I die.”
I’ll keep to myself that it was Emerson’s brother Jax that helped me figure out what equipment I needed, and this little mic picks up even the quietest of sounds. He is a computer genius after all.
Emerson rolls his eyes but smiles, and Lil looks from the small microphone back up at me. “Any objections?” I ask, never wanting to do anything anyone isn’t comfortable with. This is already treading intouncharted waters for me, but I wasn’t kidding when I said I want to remember this forever. But if they say they don’t want to, I won’t.
End of story.
Lil hesitates for a moment before asking, “No one will know it’s me?”
“Not a soul. I swear.”
Emerson leans forward and brushes his lips against her ear. “The thought of every person that listens knowing how hard I can make you come… fuck, Darlin’. Just the thought of it is making me hard.”