Page 13 of Bliss: Part 1
“Go back to sleep,” I murmured.
“No, I feel like cuddling, too.” He put one hand on Bliss’ hip and moved closer until his body pressed against hers from behind.
I glared at my brother before looking down at Bliss to make sure she was okay with this. She glanced up at me and bit her cheek, her expression soft. She liked this. Having both of us hold her, with her lying between us.
“Have you kissed her yet?” Ashby asked, his brow raised.
“Shut up.”
“No, then.”
Bliss and I were quiet and looked at each other. We wanted to. But something was holding us back.
“Just do it, man. I did it, and she liked it. Didn’t you, Bliss?”
“Uh, yes,” she said quietly. “I did.”
“Bet you wouldn’t push me away if I kissed you again,” Ashby challenged.
Bliss said nothing. Just stared up at me.
“Answer me, Bliss.”
“No.” She pressed her lips into a tight line. “No, I wouldn’t push you away.”
Ashby smirked at me and raised a brow again. “You gonna do it or do I have to again?”
I huffed and tightened my grip on Bliss. “I won’t do it without her consent.”
“I want you to,” she quickly replied. I could feel her heart beating loud in her chest. She looked nervous but willing.
Fuck.
Bliss
Dash looked at me as if he was going to throw up. Probably not because he was about to kiss me, but because he wasn’t sure if this was right.
In my opinion, kissing me wouldn’t make much of a difference now anyway, since Ashby had kissed me already, and none of what had happened in this room would leave it.
“Are you sure?” Dash asked quietly, his hand squeezing my waist.
“Yes, I’m sure.” I smiled at him. “I want this.”
He looked at my lips for a moment, and just when I thought he wouldn’t do it, he leaned in and kissed me. His lips were soft, and I let out a hum, letting him know that I wanted more. I parted my lips, silently telling him to enter. He groaned, and his tongue pushed into my mouth slowly.
My heart was racing but kissing Ashby and now Dash was the best feeling ever.
Behind me, Ashby’s hand had never left my hip. I’d forgotten he was there for a second, but then the heat of his breath returned to the nape of my neck, followed by his hard cock pressing against my ass. He was more into this than I’d realized, and it turned me on even more.
Dash’s tongue curled around mine again just as Ashby rubbed on me. I moaned and arched my back to feel him more.
I reached up to run my hands into Dash’s hair, pulling him closer. He let me, and he deepened the kiss until I started to feel lightheaded.
Behind me, Ashby’s hand slid under my shirt, exploring the dip of my waist, then the skin under my ribs, the tips of his fingers making every inch he touched tingle. He brushed the undersides of my tits before he cupped one, squeezing hard without a warning.
I moaned into the kiss again and tugged at Dash’s hair.
I could feel Ashby’s cock straining against his boxers, and then, as I arched back into him again, he let out a grunt.
