Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 76881 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76881 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
“Is that supposed to work on us?” I ask with a laugh.
She pauses, picking her words. “So even if there's no money, and even if this situation resolves itself and you're not quote unquote, working for me, anymore… You’re saying maybe we can see where this goes?”
We exchange glances, and there's not even a hint of hesitation before we nod. Let’s do this. I capture her chin and tilt her my way. “Baby, the only way you're getting rid of us is if you choose to walk away and tell us not to follow.”
And then she's the one who's kissing me, before moving on to Poe and Savage.
I eye the door to Savage's bedroom. “This should probably be celebrated somehow, right?”
Paige smiles but it’s a little wistful. “Planning for forever when we might only have one night?”
“Eat, drink and be merry, right?” Poe says. “Shit, Paige. You need to grab life and live it because nobody is ever guaranteed tomorrow.”
She traps her lower lip in her teeth, and it's the sexiest fucking thing.
“You seem confused. Let us show you.” Savage sweeps her right up in his arms.
She looks past him towards the bedroom door, then nods. “Okay.”
28
PAIGE
My heart's so full of conflicting emotions that I don’t know what to think, but they’re right. I need to use the time I have to live the life I actually want and not just make safe decisions because it’s what I think I should do. And right now, I want them.
It's hard not to when I'm wrapped up in Crank’s arms, my face pressed against his broad chest as he carries me into his bedroom, followed by Savage and Poe. The warm fuzzy feeling of knowing they want to try for something more is quickly migrating south and heating me up elsewhere, too.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Crank whispers. He’s usually the joker, but for once he’s looking serious. “I get that I’m the third wheel here, but I’m all in, and I want you to know that.”
“What? What do you mean?” Third wheel?
He looks slightly embarrassed. “Chicks like Savage because he’s an officer and he’s got that serious, commanding shit going. And Poe… he’s Poe. He looks like a fucking model and spends half his time reading deep shit that girls love. I’m the good time guy. I get it.”
“Crank…” I don’t know what to say, because in a very real way we haven’t known each other for long, but we’ve been through more since we met than some people go through in a lifetime. “You’re not just anything. You were nice to me and made me laugh and feel welcome before I even knew if I could trust Savage and Poe. You aren’t the third wheel. You’re the glue that keeps them together. I want you. All of you.”
Last time, they undressed first, but this time, they don’t give me a choice. As soon as I'm on the bed, my clothes start disappearing. I playfully bat their hands away, but struggling against all three of them is pretty futile. Not that I really want to anyway. My shorts and panties hit the floor. I'm not sure who’s doing what, because my tank top is coming over my head, blocking my view. It's not even fully off before my bra snaps loose and goes the way of the rest of my clothes.
As they strip, I focus on Crank first, walking across the mattress towards him on all fours. “I want you in my mouth.” My face is on fire when I say it, but I want him to know I meant what I said. He has such a laid back attitude that it’s easy to overlook the man underneath, and if this is going to work, I can’t let that happen.
“I’ll never turn down an offer like that.” Crank pulls his cock out, pointing it right at me. I push myself up to sit on my heels, then lean forward until I can put a kiss on the tip. It's slick with his eagerness already.
“Like this?” I tease, sliding the tip of my tongue over his crown, getting just a hint of his flavor.
“Exactly like that.” He puts his hand behind my head and gives me a little nudge. Always so impatient. And so good.
I part my lips and drag them along his length as I take him in. His pulse thrums against my tongue, strong and virile. He's so, so hard for me. He groans, obviously enjoying the attention. I swirl my tongue around him, and even start bobbing a little. A soft moan escapes, and I know he's mine. I suck harder, learning his taste and what he likes. His girth stretches my jaw, but he seems to know it and doesn’t demand more than I can give.
“You're so fucking pretty, Paige.” Crank unwraps my fingers from around his cock. “But I’m not ready to call it a night yet, so you better take it easy,” he says with a little laugh. “You're fucking irresistible.”