on her door.
His lungs were constricted as he waited with bated breath for her to answer Keegan’s question of whether or not she wanted to slide down the slippery slope and kiss the two of them, to try some twin action on for size.
“Yes,” Bristol whispered. “I do.”
He was pretty damn sure his heart skipped a few beats as soon as those words tumbled out of her sweet, pouty lips.
Blame it on the alcohol or the game or, hell, on the setting, didn’t matter. While Kaden was usually the level-headed one, he found himself doing something he never would’ve done had they not been in this particular room, with this particular woman.
Kaden put one knee on the bed, then leaned over Bristol, shouldering Keegan out of the way in the process. His brother was not about to sample the goods before him, because Christ Almighty, Kaden had been waiting too long for this.
He held Bristol’s gaze as he got closer, waited for her to throw up the big red stop sign. That was the only reason he nearly fell over when Bristol reached for him, her soft, smooth fingers curling around his neck as she pulled him down until their mouths touched. His lips brushed hers ever so lightly, then more insistently. His tongue got with the program, sliding over her bottom lip. They shared air for a moment, and when she sighed, Kaden sealed his mouth to hers, kissing her the way he’d fantasized for months. Her soft moan reverberated against his lips, and it took tremendous effort not to press her into the mattress.
When he pulled back, he watched as her eyes slowly opened, glittering with a heat he’d only caught glimpses of before.
“My turn.”
His brother’s raspy words pulled him back from the edge. Rather than get up, though, Kaden drew his other leg up on the bed and shifted to the side, watching as Bristol locked lips with his twin.
Most people wouldn’t understand their desire to share a woman between them, but that was the only thing they’d ever wanted. Hell, sometimes Kaden couldn’t wrap his head around how it had come to be, but he’d long ago stopped trying to figure it out because this … here … with Bristol…
This was fucking perfect.
More so than any other moment in Kaden’s entire existence.
Keegan growled low in his throat as he leaned over her. Bristol’s hand remained curled around Keegan’s neck, and she was pulling him down as she leaned back on the pillow. Kaden knew he should put a stop to this. Come tomorrow, when the three of them were battling hangovers, he damn sure didn’t want regret to intrude, and there was no doubt in his mind that would happen. For Bristol, of course. Kaden wasn’t going to regret a thing, unless, of course, he managed to push her away with this little stunt. While he’d suspected she was interested in them, Kaden had noticed she did her best to pretend otherwise.
He was just about to call a halt when Keegan’s hand locked onto Kaden’s wrist. His twin relocated his hand, setting it on Bristol’s thigh before Keegan refocused on the kiss.
Bristol didn’t push his hand away, even as he slid his palm down her shin until he reached her ankle. He caressed her smooth skin, working his way up her calf, pushing the thin pajama pants upward. He wasn’t working to get them off her, merely wanted to touch, to explore. She was definitely as soft as he’d imagined, maybe softer.
God, he’d wanted this for so damn long. Wanted her.
Bristol moaned again, drawing Kaden’s attention to the way her lips were still fused to Keegan’s. Kaden didn’t move, didn’t interrupt, though he wanted to feel her mouth on his more than he wanted oxygen. He mimicked a statue, right up until she reached for him, her fingers gliding over his wrist. When she tugged, evidently wanting him closer, Kaden shifted, his thigh brushing hers. It was then she pulled back from Keegan.
Again, he waited for her to stop, but she surprised him, reaching for him.
Kaden had always prided himself on his self-control, but when it came to Bristol, it seemed to fail him. Epically. As his lips covered hers once more, he knew he needed to back off. The vodka had lowered her inhibitions, and if they moved forward, she would hate them both come morning.
And Kaden wasn’t willing to risk that.
“God, you’re sweet,” he whispered, pulling his mouth back and pressing his forehead to