Page 8 of Paper and Passion
I wrinkle my nose in confusion. “Look, I’m not interested in being a third. I don’t want to get stuck in the middle of some misplaced attempt to save a relationship that’s already doomed.”
“That’s not what this is.” He seems more amused by my accusations than upset.
“Okay, well, yeah, maybe she’s poly—I know she’s into me, and there’s no way she could kiss you like that unless she’s into you, too, but areyou?I mean, are you really into… I mean, apart from one heated perusal,” I blush, “I… you… how do I know this is really whatyouwant?”
“You don’t.” He steps closer. “You can’t ever know for sure what someone else wants.” He pauses, tilting his head like he’s deep inthought. “Honestly, I don’t know if this is what I want. If you’re what I want. I haven’t really met you yet. But I am poly—in fact, it’s essential for our kind. And…” He slowly grazes a finger over my cheek. “You are very appealing.”
“I have a hard time believing that.” I choke on something like a laugh mixed with a sob.
“Why?” he asks, seeming genuinely curious.
“Have you looked in a mirror? You’re… well… and I’m…” I sigh.
The store starts to vibrate.
“What the?—?”
I lose my footing and once again find myself caught in the arms of someone I barely know. A very attractive creature I know nothing about. My body hums with as much energy as the store. Everything heating, tingling, tensing.
“Shh, I’ve got you.” He lifts me off my feet, sets me on top of the open copy machine, then steps between my legs. He wraps his arms around my back like he’s trying to shield me.
Sheet-y isn’t walking this time, but it feels like the place is vibrating more intensely than ever. The tremors have Adrian shaking against me, and with how he’s positioned himself between my legs, his abs quiver rightagainst my core. I think I could come just like this.
He dips his head. “Give us a chance to get to know you.” His teeth scrap the base of my throat as his hand on my back pushes me right to the edge of the copier so the bulge in his pants hits my needy pussy.
Themassivebulge.Monsterbulge.
I gasp, then moan, unable to help myself. The vibrations still haven’t stopped. It normally doesn’t take Sheet-y so long to move, but I’m not at all upset about it.
Adrian tilts my hips, rocking against me in a way that rubs his hard length along my clit with the perfect amount of pressure. I’m practically dry humping him minutes after we’ve met. And he’s letting me. Who am I?
“Is everyone alright?” Alex asks from somewhere behind Adrian. “Ah, I see, very alright.” She leans her hip against the corner of the copy machine, but stays just out of reach. “Is he hard for you, sweet girl?”
Adrian groans, rocking a little more firmly against me.
“Y-yes.”
He stops suddenly, holding my hips still.
The place isn’t vibrating anymore. When did that happen? I should check where we are, make sure it’s not somewhere that’ll get us introuble. At the very least, lock the door. But I don’t want to move. It’s like we’re all holding our breath.
Adrian slowly slides his fingers just under the hem of my shirt, watching me carefully for any reaction. I suck in a breath at the contact of skin against skin, but don’t stop him. He drags his hand up and spreads his fingers, palm resting over my belly, fingertips stretching from the top of my jeans to the underside of my bra. I glance at Alex. She’s smiling as she looks between her husband and me.
“May I make you come, Tillie?” Adrian asks.
“So polite,” Alex teases. She moves closer, tentacles trailing my arm as she leans in, lips close to my ear. “I’m not so nice.”
Her breath lifts the hair on my neck and sends goosebumps down to my pebbled nipples. “I-Isn’t this fast? Shouldn’t we?—”
Alex puts her finger over my lips and uses her tentacles to turn my head so I’m looking at her. “Stop thinking about what we should or shouldn’t do, what people will think or say. The only thing that’s important right now is what you want.” She kisses my jaw, then the corner of my mouth. “What do you want, pretty girl?”
“You,” I breathe out without thinking. “Um… I want… both of you.”
“Good. Because we want you, too.” Her lips touch mine, but I pull away, needing to check in with Adrian before this moves any further.
I find his gaze. “Do you feel the same way?”
I need to be sure. I won’t get involved with a couple if they’re not both a hundred percent into it.
