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Ari chuckles and grabs my hand, rubbing his thumb across the back. “I hate that Tyler put you in that position knowing you could get caught, but you obviously needed that. I think Tivon did too.”

“He needed to see me with my dick buried in Tyler’s throat?”

Ari clears his throat and adjusts his hips, wincing with the movement. “He needed to see that we don’t mind his presence here.”

“Tyler talked to you, didn’t he?”

“He’s on a campaign for this, so yes. I’m going to ask you a question, and I want you to tell me the truth. I won’t get mad. I just need to know how you feel.” I nod for him to continue. “Do you want him?” I thought I could answer this question clearly if I was asked, but I find myself hesitating, looking into Ari’s beautiful blue eyes. What if my answer hurts him? Ari squeezes my hand and gives me a soft smile. “Do you want him, Sweet cheeks?”

“It’s not that simple.”

“The answer is.”

“Yes,” I rush out and drop my eyes to my lap, only for Ari to grab my chin and lift my gaze back to him.

“Thank you for being honest. I think,” Ari pauses and blows out a breath, “I think we need to see where this goes.”

My heart nearly stops and then starts beating double time, making my watch start beeping. “I’m never going to be able to hide my reaction with this thing.”

Ari rubs his hand down my cheek. “This gives you away before anything. The watch is just an added bonus to how affected you are.”

“Why are you so okay with this?”

“Honestly? I agree with Tyler, and if you ever tell him I said that, I’ll bend you over my knee and turn that pretty ass red.”

I laugh. “You say that like it would be a bad thing.”

“Sweet cheeks,” Ari groans, his head dropping on the back on the couch. “I can’t get hard right now because it hurts too bad to move, but I’m about to risk everything to fuck you.”

“As much as I miss you inside me, I’m not risking your recovery.”

“Stop talking.”

That just makes me laugh harder, finally letting the stress of earlier go. “I miss how good you stretch me.”

Ari’s hand latches on my throat, and he jerks me closer until our lips are touching. “Stop. Talking.”

“I’m getting hard, Babe,” I pout. “Who’s going to take care of me?”

Ari licks across my top lip. “If you don’t stop I’ll strip you, shove a plug in your ass, and keep you hard all day without any relief. But the best part? I’ll put you on display right here for everyone to see that gorgeous cock dripping. Tivon liked what he saw. What do you think he’ll do when he sees you like that?”

“Ari,” I moan, trying to kiss him, but he moves. The scene he’s painting is playing like a movie in my head.

Me naked, bent over the end of the couch with my ass on display, with a plug buried inside me. It would be the first thing that Tivon, Tyler, and Gavin would see when they walked in. Keon and Kira would join us downstairs, and we could have a repeat of what happened in Ari’s room that day only this time, Tivon would be involved.

“Are you thinking about it, Sweet cheeks?” Ari’s voice has dropped deeper, showing me how turned on he is. “Tell me what you just imagined.”

I explain it in detail, and Ari takes a deep breath. “You want Tivon to fuck you?”

“Yes. So bad.” There’s no use in hiding it now. He already asked for honesty. “I want you both at the same time.”

“Fucking hell. We have to stop.” Ari’s breathing is ragged, and I can tell he’s in pain. “Soon though, Sweet cheeks, soon.” Ari chuckles and pecks my lips. “This wasn’t the best time to start this conversation.”

“Let me get your meds.” I get up from the couch, and Ari grabs my hand to keep me from walking away.

“No matter what happens, I’ll always love you, Sweet cheeks.”

And just like that, the world is right again. I fought like hell for this man to notice me, and the intensity of which I love him scares the shit out of me. But I wouldn’t change it for the world.