Page 80 of Only Fools Rush

What if Cas needed me? What if something happened to Wynn and Ciel?

Ryu stalked over to Obi and held out his hand. After a silent standoff, Obi handed over his phone with a roll of his eyes.

“They’re big boys; they can handle whatever comes their way,” Ryu said. He put all three of our phones on the counter next to Obi’s keys. Then he dug through the kitchen cabinets, found a plastic bowl, and turned it over on top of them. “Besides, we’re six hours away. If something did happen, we can’t do anything about it. We might as well relax. No interruptions.” He grinned. “Just play.”

My heart rate spiked, half at that look in his eye and half at the idea of being cut off from the others. I had wanted to call the guys tonight. I missed them like crazy already.

But as Ryu stalked back over to me and cupped the back of my neck, tilting my head back to slam his lips against mine, all rational thought left my head.

He was right, my pussy practically whispered as she clenched.Just play.

With deft hands, he stripped my chest bare, tossing my bra behind him. I barely registered that it smacked Obi in the chest before Ryu ducked his head and bit my nipple. My mind went blank.

I gasped and grasped his hair. God, I loved this man’s hair. So silky. So soft. The gash on his forehead was almost entirely healed—and he was right; it did make him look sexier.

“I believe I owe you a favor,” I said. His tongue flicked against my nipple, drawing it to a hardened peak. “Are you calling it in?”

He paused and lifted his head, gaze running over my face with that signature devious grin. His hands grabbed my thighs, and he yanked one of my legs up against his body. “You’re damn right I am. This is my favor. Let me worship you.”

“Yes.”

I glanced over his shoulder at Obi. The man’s eyes blazed. His hands were gripping the counter so damn hard I thought he might break it, but he didn’t move an inch. He was in complete control of himself, and that fact sent heat waves between my legs.

What if he took control of me?

Touch me, I wanted to whisper in his ear.

Ryu glanced over his shoulder. He chuckled darkly, the sound going straight to my core, where it rubbed against the seam of his pants.

“Obi pretends he just wants to watch,” he said as he pushed me harder against the wall. I could feel the outline of him already. “He pretends it’s because of control. I wonder…can we break that control?”

Fuck, I wanted to try. Obi had been withdrawing from me, pulling away every time I tried to reach out. He’d barely lookedat me since last night in the library. Was it because he didn’t want me? Or was it because hedid?

I knew what I wanted. I wantedhim, and the power that exuded from him. Obi intrigued me, captivated me. He was a mystery I couldn’t wait to unravel.

I want them both.

Without warning, Ryu yanked me from the wall, hands firm as they banded around my legs, and he carried me to the massive couch in the sitting area of the suite. My brain already felt like it was going to short circuit and we hadn’t even started.

“Obi,” he barked, pointing at the chair opposite the couch. “Sit.”

Without waiting for Obi’s response, Ryu bent over my body and began kissing every inch of bare skin once again. It was intoxicating. Ryu unzipped my boots one by one and tossed them to the back side of the couch. My entire body flushed.

“Theseboots. Driving me crazy.”

But Obi hesitated.

“Please?” I whispered.

Slowly, carefully, he filled a glass of liquor and then he followed Ryuji’s instruction to sit in the chair. He sipped that glass, all the while keeping his eyes locked on us.

“Is this okay?” I asked as I watched Ryu undo the button on my jeans. But I didn’t want to be the only one getting naked. I wantedeverything. I grabbed at his shirt, pulling it up over his shoulders and dropping it to the floor. My hands roamed over his tattoos, fingers brushing against the scar on his abdomen.

He paused, staring down at me like he was trying to understand what I was asking. “You mean, is Obi okay with this? Am I okay with this?”

I nodded, moving to cover my exposed breasts with my arms. Suddenly, I felt vulnerable. Ryu and I had done this before…atleast a little. We both knew the tension between us was a cord just waiting to snap.

But Obi had only ever been polite. Maybe he hesitated because hedidn’twant this? Maybe things had been awkward because I was pushing too hard to get inside his shell.