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He didn’t speak when he dropped his hand to my hip and dragged me across the small space separating us.

The steady stream of running water filled the room as Greyson got ready for bed with the bathroom door open.

I was aware of his presence and the fact this was his bed, but I couldn’t stop kissing Noah. Couldn’t stop wanting him.

Again, I moaned into Noah’s mouth, deepening a languid kiss that did nothing to stifle my desire. Imissedhim, even though I’d just seen him this morning and he’d just been inside of me two days ago.

Noah pulled my leg over his hip so I was pressed right against him, the hardness of his erection rubbing my sensitive center through my thong. The wet material made the friction that muchmore intense. So intense I rocked my hips into his, trying to match his pace.

The water cut off seconds before the overhead light dimmed. Then Greyson’s footsteps and Noah’s kisses were all I could hear. I was making out with Noah. In Greyson’s bed. And I wanted more.

I didn’t even know what more meant, and I wanted it so bad I bit down on Noah’s lip and let him grind into me. Over and over.

When the bed dipped behind us, I wound my hips one more time before breaking the kiss.

Rolling onto my back, I tried to catch my breath. Tried to remind myself that I only wanted to sleep in this bed with both of them.

It didn’t work.

Mostly because Greyson leaned into me and started kissing my neck.

Fuck.

Every time he put his mouth on me felt like the first time.

“You told Noah to come fuck you in my bed?”

“No,” I said between gasping breaths.

His rough touch landed between my thighs, thick fingers skimming over the wetness soaking my panties.

It was his fault. Both of their faults. I wasn’t this…greedy. Never this needy, but this was who they turned me into.

A firm grip on my waist pulled me away from Greyson’s teasing lips. My thighs fell open with help from the same hands and I stared up at Noah, loss for words.

He was on his knees between my legs, looking down at me.

It was the first time he’d ever been on top of me. And now I couldn’t imagine him anywhere else.

I blinked and my shirt was over my head.

I blinked again and my panties were at my ankles.

He didn’t hesitate before he was back between my legs with his arms wrapped around me.

My sighs landed on his tongue and my back bowed off the bed, needing him closer.

The heat of Greyson’s gaze burned into the side of my face and I was too drunk on Noah’s attention to tell if it was jealousy or something else.

Noah kept my legs spread. Open for whatever he was about to do to me.

“Do you need me, Red?” The raw edge in his voice made his question sound like he was asking something else.

“Yes.”

“You need me to fuck you in this bed so we can go to sleep?” His lips were everywhere, sucking and coaxing moans out of me.

On my right, I heard a low groan but I couldn’t take my eyes off Noah.