That was ridiculous, and I was absolutely doing it.
“I’m pretty sure that’s not completely safe.”Brandon climbed into the driver’s side.
“Do you want me to move?”I squirmed against Danny, and he gripped my hips.
Brandon started the vehicle in response.
Danny and I toed that line between friendly and more, but there was always the unspoken agreement we weren’t more.It never left my mind that he was with Brandon.
With the door open, it was so easy to cross that line.To let my mind tumble into remembering his touch and his kisses and how he felt against me and inside me.It didn’t matter that it had been more than a decade—the only thing that meant was we were both more experienced.
Danny slipped his hands under my shirt and glided his palms up my stomach.The heat was a shock compared to the cool air outside, and his light touch made my pulse hammer out a frantic beat.
I leaned more weight into Danny, and focused on his touch as he teased me through my bra.Could any of the cars around us tell what he was doing?I hoped so.Brandon certainly could.The public-but-hidden display made need throb between my thighs.
There wasn’t a lot of room to maneuver in here, but that didn’t stop Danny from pressing the seam of my jeans into my pussy and rubbing enough to drive me wild.By the time we reached their place, I was breathless and wet with need.
The instant we were inside, before the door finished closing, Danny boxed me against the nearest wall, and kissed me again, teasing my tongue and laughing through groans when I nipped at his lips.He made quick work of the button and zipper on my jeans, and dragged my clothes down my legs.
I giggled through my own frustration when the clothing got caught on the top of my Docs.“Probably need to take my shoes off first.”
“Stupid details.”Danny’s grumble was good-natured.He had to pull the denim up enough to unlace my boots.He slipped those off first, and the rest of my bottoms followed immediately after.
The frantic charge in the air was familiar, a call back to the first time, so many years ago, when we finally realized we were more than friends, and slept together for the first time.
There were so many times with him after, and the ones nearest our breaking up were bittersweet morsels in my mind.
This was all fresh and new again.I had a brand new understanding of Madonna’sLike a Virgin.
Danny knelt in front of me and kissed along my stomach as he trailed his thumbs over my hips, along the creases of my legs, and down the inside of my thighs.He dropped his mouth, until his lips and hands reached the same spot.
I groaned in desperation when he teased along my slick skin.He licked a path toward my opening, parting my folds with his tongue then diving inside me.
GoddessI missed this.This connection with him.The spark that flowed between us with each intimate touch.And the way he went down on me.I’d definitely missed that.
Brandon gripped my chin, and twisted my head to his to claim my mouth.I gasped against his lips when Danny pressed his fingers into my clit.I needed something to hang onto.To dig my fingers into.I fisted Brandon’s shirt and he moved a hand to my breast, to knead through clothing.
Pleasure built inside me, edging me further up the scale with each touch and kiss and grope.I dropped a hand to cup Brandon’s cock, and he bucked against my touch.I might have smirked with self-satisfaction, but I was too wrapped up in how this all felt.Tasted.The sounds the three of us made.
My world dropped away when Danny hit the right spot and circled my swollen button hard and fast.I plummeted into orgasm, grinding against Danny’s face, holding onto Brandon’s shirt as if nothing else could keep me here.
When my body jerked away with too much stimulation, Danny eased up.I leaned against the wall, laughing lightly through gasps for breath.“Fucking hell, I missed that,” I muttered.
“Me too.”Danny’s amusement was audible and mixed with a husky need.
I wanted more.I looked down to see him still on his knees, watching me with an adoration that made my heart pause.
Brandon rested his lips against the hollow behind my ear.“Bed?”His question hummed against my skin.
“Fuck yes.”I reached for Danny, and he and Brandon leaned into me as we walked the short distance to their room.
I lost track of who was kissing whom, as we yanked off the rest of each other’s clothes in frantic need to be closer.
When I lay on the bed, the hammering of my heart was to a whole new beat.This was different than when I’d been in here with Brandon.It was familiar but not.It was a moment I’d daydreamed of for years, and hated myself for doing so.
And now it was okay.It was more than okay.Everyone wanted it.I might suffocate without it.
Danny rolled on a condom and knelt between my legs.The way he searched my face made my breath catch.I wanted to say something.I wanted to say everything.And with this being a tentative next step, I didn’t dare say anything.