Page 31 of The Billionaires' Gamble
Even as I tell myself that I don’t want my best friend that way, that I’ve never wanted him like that, I can’t stop looking at the two men. I watch, almost enraptured, as King’s hand slides into Gabe’s jeans.
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My brain feels all fuzzy, like it can’t believe what my eyes are telling it.
Kingston doesn’t seem to notice the look on Alex’s face, but I do. My best friend watches us with a curiosity I’ve never seen before.
What is he thinking? Why is he watching us like that? It’s not like he’s shy about nudity or even sex. We’ve been in the bedroom together enough now that I know he’s perfectly confident in his sexuality and that he doesn’t want me like that.
But this...
King grips my cock, gives me a slow, tight squeeze. My eyes drift closed, blocking out the delicious sight of Katherine riding Alex, surrounded by a cloud of bubbles.
“Of course we’re enjoying the show,” King says, answering Alex’s question. Thank goodness, because my tongue feels too big for my mouth. “Have you seen yourselves?”
My lips twitch, and I open my eyes. Katherine and Alex both watch us now with open interest. I like where this is going. I like Alex’s attention on me like this. It’s new and novel and the culmination of decades of longing. But before I can enjoy myselftoo much, King gives me a slow stroke and pulls his hand out of my pants.
He crosses the bathroom, leaving me hanging. Or pointing at the ceiling, as the case may be.
“Hi, Wildfire.” There’s a universe of warmth and pleasure in his voice. He bends over the edge of the tub and hooks a finger under her chin, lifting her lips to his kiss.
A fresh wave of rightness settles in my chest.
She stretches up, wrapping her arms around his neck. As if she weighs nothing at all and isn’t attached to Alex’s monster dick, King lifts her out of the tub, folding her into his arms. Her legs wrap around and lock behind his back.
My heart thuds in my chest.
These are my people.
He lifts his head. “Missed you today.”
She grins at him like he’s just handed her a diamond the size of a baseball. “Missed you too.”
Fuck, she’s gorgeous all wrapped around him like a starfish. Pink from her bath and fucking my best friend. The bottom half of her hair is soaking wet and plastered against her back. And that ass, so full and perfect in King’s hands.
I jerk my shirt over my head.
“I need a shower,” King says. He’s still in his workout clothes, and I can see the sweat stains from here.
“I gave Destiny the night off,” Katherine says, her gaze sliding from King to me. “I thought we might order in and veg. If you guys aren’t busy.”
Stepping across the room, I slide a hand across her back and lean in for a kiss of my own. She turns to me, eager, opening the instant my tongue slides along the seam of her lips. Now this is the kind of welcome home I could get used to. A warm, willing woman, my handsome man, and my best friend.
She moans, curling her tongue around mine, chasing and teasing until we’re both gasping for air.
“That was hot,” King murmurs, his gorgeous face inches from mine.
So I turn and press my lips to his. He nips my lower lip, and I sling an arm around his waist, pulling them tight to me. What a potent combination. Him, sweaty, and her, freshly fucked and smelling like a tropical dream. I grind my dick against the outside of her thigh, and she whimpers.
I lift my head just enough to speak. “Need something, Princess?”
“I need a lot of things.”
“Such as?” I’m in the mood to grant her slightest wish. Because by some miracle, she’s enraptured my best friend to the point where he’s watching us and lazily stroking his cock beneath the bubbles.
She smiles, leaning in for another kiss. “You. Both of you.” She glances over her shoulder. “All three of you.”
