Love-Blocked – Charity Parkerson Page 0,12
discussing with his boss. “No tongue.”
Kirill gave him a sharp nod turned Jett’s way and kissed him. It was over as fast as it started. Just a quick press of lips against lips before facing off against Derreck again. “There. If all this heartbreak is only about a kiss, you’re even.”
Jett nodded, as if in total agreement.
Even though Derreck couldn’t explain it, he was sucked in. He shook his head. “It was more than that. There wasn’t tongue, but it was still... more.”
Jett dropped to his haunches between Derreck’s knees. He motioned Derreck closer. “Show me.”
There was nothing that could have stopped Derreck from kissing Jett in that moment. He might never have the chance again. Derreck leaned forward and pressed his lips to Jett’s before opening his mouth over Jett’s bottom lip. He sucked before pulling away again.
Jett glanced up at Kirill. “Did you get that?”
Kirill nodded and helped Jett stand. As Derreck looked on, Kirill drew Jett into his arms and dropped his head. He kissed Jett the way Derreck had. Derreck’s breath caught. He shouldn’t have been turned on by watching them together, but he was.
Kirill pulled away, looking thoughtful as he focused on Derreck. “I have to say. That’s a pretty meaningless kiss. That can’t be the way you’ve always kissed Jett. Surely, if you really want someone, that’s not how you do it. So I think Jett is right. There’s no way that’s what caused you two to split.”
Derreck moved to his feet. “That’s not how I kiss Jett.” That was all the warning he gave before stealing Jett from Kirill’s arms and claiming his mouth. He didn’t hold back. Derreck kissed Jett with all the pent-up longing of the past year. All the lonely nights and pining for Jett, Derreck poured those things into Jett. He needed Jett to feel his love. Derreck had been so busy missing Jett’s presence, he had forgotten how hot they were together. His skin was on fire. Derreck’s cock strained against his pants, wanting to burst free.
He felt Kirill move, as if he meant to leave them. Something inside him broke. Derreck’s arm shot out. He snagged the front of Kirill’s shirt and hauled him forward. Derreck shifted positions, catching the barely suppressed hope in Kirill’s eyes before he pulled Kirill into their kiss. Jett didn’t back down. Derreck had known he wouldn’t. He couldn’t explain how he knew. The moment just felt right. Mostly, Derreck wasn’t thinking. He was... feeling. Everything about the moment was pure lust, but it was also something else. Derreck held the man he loved, but they felt like more with Kirill there. He was like glue, holding together the fragile tendrils of what they once were.
Jett shoved Derreck’s face away, pushing him toward Kirill. “Kiss him. I want to watch.”
Before Derreck could argue or tell Jett that he had only gotten carried away, Jett went to work on the buttons of Derreck’s shirt and Kirill claimed his mouth. He was unprepared for the heat. Jett’s hands were everywhere, caressing bare skin as the two halves of Derreck’s shirt fell open. Jett’s lips closed around Derreck’s nipple. Derreck gasped. Kirill stole his chance to bite Derreck’s bottom lip. Derreck almost came right then. He had never been more turned on in his life.
A loud knock landed on Derreck’s office door. They jumped apart. All three of them were panting as they eyed each other.
Kirill adjusted his t-shirt, trying to hide his erection. “I’ll take care of whatever that is.”
As Derreck looked on, Kirill slipped out the door, keeping them hidden from sight. Derreck’s gaze slid back Jett’s way. Jett looked hungry. Derreck was too confused to make a move. “What just happened?”
Jett chuckled at Derreck’s horrified question. He sounded winded. “Well, at the very least, I’d say you just made things pretty awkward with your boss.” He flashed Derreck a bright smile. “I’m pretty sure you also just discovered you have a kink.”
Derreck shook his head. “I don’t have kinks. I’m boring. That was something else. I don’t know what, but it wasn’t me.”
“Oh, Bear. That was you. I’d venture to say that was more you than you’ve ever shown me.” He snatched the flowers Derreck had bought him earlier from Derreck’s desk. Jett held them to his chest. “Thank you.”
Before Derreck could find out if Jett had thanked him for the gift or the make-out session, Jett was out the door. Derreck was left alone with nothing but his horror. He had