Page 56 of Trouble
Melina wraps her fingers around me and rolls her thumb over the head, eliciting a groan from me. “What about him?”
I close my eyes, forcing air in through my nose and back out again, willing my heartbeat to steady. Willing my mind to focus on the woman between my thighs and not how my best friend is the reason for my raging erection.
Though if she was giving me head, then she caused this, right?
Even as I rationalize my hard cock, I know this is a stupid game.
“We can’t,” I grit out.
“Can’t what?” she asks, the words a throaty rasp I’m sure has littleto do with sleep and everything to do with the way I was just aggressively fucking her mouth.
I swell in her hand at just the thought. There we go. All about her. I imagine the way she must have climbed over me and positioned herself between my legs. Was I already hard? Did she lick her lips in anticipation?
My heart rate quickens again. Okay, definitely still attracted to Melina.
The dream must have been caused by the games we’re playing. The fucking around on the phone last night. The way Cade uttered my name. It’s all in my head. Anyone would be confused. Even turned on.
Right?
“You’re his,” I reply weakly, my resolve weakening with every roll of her thumb across my swollen tip.
She dips down and licks up the salty mess I’m making, moaning and bucking against the bed. “Then call him and tell him that his girlfriend is about to suck his best friend’s cock.”
Heat flares inside me, hotter than the fire my crew put out yesterday. Holy fuck.
Without waiting for me to pick up the phone, she circles my cock and sucks, moaning in a way that almost steals all rational thought. How the fuck am I supposed to think, let alone talk, when she does that?
I grab the phone beside my bed, hit Cade’s name, and put the call on speaker. It rings once, and then he picks up.
“You’re up early,” he says, his tone chipper.
“Uh, yeah.” I fumble for words as I study Melina, who sits up and pulls off her shirt.
Her perky breasts bounce as she crawls up my body, a hand and a knee on either side of the mattress, until she straddles my hips, her pussy hot against my hard cock.
And wet. She’s so goddamn wet.
When she rolls her hips, her clit teasing the tip of my cock and her pussy opening for me, the silky feel of her exposed heat pulls another groan from my chest.
“Hey, Cade,” she says as she grinds against me again, her tone deceptively light.
“Hey, Trouble. I should be there in twenty.”
“Great. I’m naked and straddling Declan, but he wanted to make sure you were okay with us getting started without you.”
Cade groans. “Is he hard?”That sound, those words, send a bolt of desire shooting up my spine.
She hums, the sound deep and sultry. “So hard. I had my lips wrapped around his cock, but he made me stop.”
“God, Dec,” he practically curses. “How’d you stop that? Her lips are magic.”
Grunting, I drop the phone to the mattress and throw an arm over my eyes. These two are going to be the death of me. “So is that a yes or no?”
Cade laughs at my misery. I can picture the mirth in his eyes, the dimple coming out to play. “Yeah, make her scream for me. If I can’t be there, I want to hear every sound. She tastes delicious when she comes.”
I still haven’t tasted her, but instantly, it’s the only thing I want to do. Without warning, I grab her hips and pull her up my body. “Grab the headboard, sweetheart.”
“Oh, fuck,” Cade mutters. “Is he going to eat that perfect pussy?”