He runs tense fingers through his hair.
“It’s interesting when we’re all together,” he goes on. “We all get a piece of the action and satisfy our cravings. But when you go with one of us, the other two feel like they’re missing out, and our brains fill the dots, our imagination going wild. We build on what we see. Ultimately, it’s a matter of relinquishing control. I saw you with Francisco. I knew what had happened in the pool. I could imagine what happened after that. But him having you didn’t sit well with me. The same goes for Kai. I knew you sucked him off in the limo just before you walked into this apartment. I could imagine that scene, your head bobbing, your lips wrapped around his dick. Things would’ve been different had you done that in front of us. You could’ve sucked him off as much as you wanted, and I would’ve fucked you sore. That option is removed when we spend time alone with one of us. Seeing you getting fucked with all of us in the room makes us insatiable. Spending time alone with only one makes us feel threatened. It drives us mad and fuels our resentment. We fear that you might catch feelings, and the game would end.”
Interesting.
I’ve never thought about that.
I’m also stunned by his honesty. And yet, Kai doesn’t seem threatened. In all fairness, none of them seem that way.
I wouldn’t know it, if he didn’t tell me. But… This explains their moods. Oh, yes… It does.
Back to Kai. He didn’t strike me as being mad with me. But he did climb into his ride and went out there, looking for me.
And then he gave me space.
Right… He’s up to something.
That’s Kai.
“Thank you for being so honest,” I murmur. “I want you to be my secret,” I add.
His hand comes to my face, and I lean into his touch, my eyes linked to his.
“I have to go, baby… I’ll see you. All right,” he drawls.
I nod because my words would come out shaky. A lump forms in my throat when he presses his lips against mine and tears away from me.
His pace changes when he shoots his eyes to me.
“Your driver is downstairs, waiting for you.”
“Thank you,” I say softly.
With that, he gives me a soft wink and a smile and walks out the door.
My poor heart whimpers a little.