“Dreamed? Are you telling me you’re okay with what your boyfriend just accused me of?”
There was a long pause. A wave rolled in, slamming against the rocky shore below. Nakolo held his breath, waiting for what seemed like eons as the song of the sea played in the background.
“Yes.” Finally, that one word came out soft, almost tender. It spoke to Nakolo more than anything she’d ever said to him. “I’m wondering if he’s right.”
Mitch yanked his arm free. His jaw set. He spoke through his teeth. “So we’re back to that, are we? Believing the tabloids?”
Kiona planted her hands on her hips. Her robe gaped open, the edges of the terrycloth barely covering her nipples. She ignored Mitch’s distracted, penetrating stare that seemed to drop to her cleavage like a lead ball.
“It has nothing to do with tabloids and everything to do with what I just saw with my own eyes. I’ll admit, it seemed like the fantasy came out of nowhere, but yes, it surprisingly turned me on to see the two of you so close. Kol naked, with his hand down your pants. The look of reluctant lust on your faces. Both of you climbing out of the water with indisputable erections.” She inhaled, and then exhaled. “Oh yeah, a lot of women would find that very arousing.”
Just hearing her words and watching their interplay made Nakolo go hard again. The two of them were beautiful, the perfect female and male specimens. He’d touched them both, and he knew intimately the night-and-day differences between them.
His balls drew up and blood drained into his cock, making him ache to be sandwiched between the two. But he held to his spot, forcing himself to watch this heated, red-blooded exchange.
Across the patio, Mitch sought out Nakolo’s gaze. The touch of it was like a firm yet reluctant caress. He looked back at Kiona and dragged a hand down the sleeve of her robe. “You’re telling me you want this?”
She didn’t answer at first, only stood there and shuddered at his touch while her attention shifted to Nakolo. “Babe?”
“Hmm?”
“Please tell me I didn’t read this wrong.”
He couldn’t help chuckling. Nakolo crossed the space, stopping right in front of them. His gaze moved in a slow trek from Mitch’s strikingly handsome face, to the deep cavern of Ki’s cleavage. Diamonds of water glistened there, making Nakolo long to rip the robe off and slurp up every drop while Mitch watched. Instead, he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his jeans and considered her words. He wondered how it was he could have felt such intense betrayal and anger for these two stunning creatures only moments ago, and yet now crave them both without thinking of his own self-respect.
Playing for Keeps
Shiloh Walker
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