Brick Brick (Knights Corruption MC - Next Generation, #4) - S. Nelson Page 0,49

I couldn’t deny that what just happened excited me.

Moments later, with my cock still inside Zoe’s mouth, Andy slowly crawled up her body, licking every inch of her until they were face to face. I pulled back slightly until only the tip remained against her mouth, and when Andy kissed her, her tongue swept across the head of my arousal. I looked at Zoe, trying to see if she witnessed what happened, and my curiosity was sated when Zoe smiled at me before pulling her ex closer until their mouths met in a frenzy.

Seconds later, Zoe bit Andy’s bottom lip, making the other woman gasp. “Get on your back,” she told her, shifting over so Andy had room. Then she turned her gaze on me, her beautiful eyes hooded, her breathing starting to pick back up in excitement. “Can you take me from behind?”

“One of my favorites,” I said, positioning her on all fours in front of me. I didn’t need to ask where Andy fit into this next piece of the puzzle because she was sprawled out in front of us, Zoe hovering over her, ready to reciprocate the favor.

Before she lowered herself between her thighs, I pulled her back toward me and turned her head to the side so my mouth was next to her ear.

I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say, so many words jumbled together I wasn’t sure my brain could filter any of them fast enough for me to make sense if I gave them life. She waited a moment, the silence thickening between us, and just when I thought she was gonna start to worry, thinking I didn’t want to continue, she kissed me so deep I felt it in my goddamn toes. She seemed to understand what I couldn’t, which was another reason why I knew we were meant for each other.

22

Never had I been in this position, literally and figuratively. I’d never found myself in the middle of my past and my present, who I was also hoping would be my future. Brick had asked me if I’d loved Andy, and I told him I had but didn’t have those feelings for her any longer.

It was true I still cared about her. She was still my friend. And while I’d told him the truth, I wasn’t so sure anymore that what I felt for her when we were together was love. When I compared my feelings then to what I held in my heart toward Brick, there was no comparison.

Andy and I had similar interests, were attracted to each other, and connected on many levels. There was passion between us, but the desire I had for Brick was on a whole other realm and it didn’t have anything to do with him being a man and Andy being a woman.

Feelings were simply that… feelings.

The more I dwelled on the topic, the more my own thoughts confused me, but I could honestly say that if he uttered those three precious words to me, I’d reciprocate without hesitation.

Pushing myself out of my own head and back into the scene in front of me, and behind me, my chest expanded with a swirl of air.

“Are you ready?” Brick asked, his breath tickling my neck before his tongue invaded my mouth once again, his taste intoxicating and making me drunk on my need for him.

“Do it slow,” I whispered, turning my head away from him to look down at Andy. She was ready for me, her thighs parted, her breasts heaving, her nipples pert, begging for my mouth. Her lips were swollen, and her eyes were hooded, watching me, waiting for me to give her all the pleasure she selflessly gave to me not moments ago.

I bent forward to press my mouth to hers, dipping inside to explore. She was a great kisser, soft and gentle, but passionate when our desires tipped over.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked, knowing damn well what she was going to tell me. Our faces were close still, her eyes flashing bright with lust.

“Make me come.” The churn of her plea excited me even more.

“How?” I gently bit the sensitive area below her ear.

“I want you to use your mouth,” she groaned, shifting on the bed in sweet anticipation.

Looking over my shoulder, I saw Brick watching us, his grin widening when his eyes landed on mine. We licked our lips at the same time, and I wondered if his heart was beating as fast as mine. Then