Page 24 of Bliss: Part 1
They were both intrigued, though, Dash was nervous. And fucking jealous. I saw it in his eyes.
“Don’t be shy now. You make her suck your cock in front of your brother, but you won’t even give me a kiss?”
“Rhys…”
I raised a brow at him. “What? You don’t wanna kiss me?”
I knew he liked guys. We’d had that conversation once. Late at night, in his room, with Tripp and Ashby lying around half-asleep. He was nervous, thought we’d freak out or treat him different. Maybe even hate him.
But we didn’t. We listened. Told him it didn’t matter who he wanted. Man or woman. Love, lust, whatever. None of it changed how we saw him.
And, by now, he must’ve understood that I felt the same.
My whole family only ever saw me with women, but they didn’t know about the secret meetups I casually had with other guys.
“Since when do you…” Dash asked, his expression full of surprise.
“Like men? Does it matter?”
“No.”
“Then why won’t you kiss me?”
“Because you’re—shit, Rhys, you’re my cousin!”
I pursed my lips, letting his words settle for a moment. “You hearing yourself?”
Dash sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Fuck.”
“Exactly.” I looked at Bliss for a moment, her eyes still filled with that excited gleam.
She wanted us to kiss. She was just waiting for it.
“So.” I turned back to Dash. “Come here.”
He looked unsure, but his body language told a whole other story. The tension had eased, and his fists clenched as if he was trying his hardest not to reach out for me.
“We’ve already crossed the line. Kissing him won’t really matter. It might only make things more fun,” Bliss added, her voice low and a little breathless.
I grinned. “She gets it.”
Dash looked at her, then at me, like he was trying to decide which of us was the worse temptation. “You’re insane,” he muttered.
“Sure are,” I agreed. “Still waiting, though.”
His jaw tightened as surrender flickered in his eyes. The fight in him was already slipping, replaced with hunger.
Dash stepped forward slowly, almost like he didn’t realize he was doing it. His gaze dropped to my mouth, then back to my eyes.
“This is a bad idea,” he whispered.
“Most fun ones are,” I said, smirking. “Scared you’ll fall in love with me?”
“No.” He swallowed hard. “I’m scared we won’t ever stop and risk getting caught.”
“We won’t,” I assured him, reaching up my hand to grab his throat.
His breath caught just for a second, and I finally pulled him closer until my mouth was on his. I kissed him hard, just like I had kissed Bliss. I wanted him to feel the same she did, and it only took him a couple of seconds to melt right into me and kiss me back the same way.
