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CHAPTER FOUR

LUKE

L eena glances over at me, a pleading look plastered on her beautiful face, as if I could save her from this.

As if I would want to.

I quirk an eyebrow and shake my head, a slow, devilish smile spreading across my lips.

“So…” she says slowly, “we should probably find where Colton ran off to, you know how much he likes Bar Night.” She slides out of her heels, backing away a few steps, before making a run for it toward the building we just left.

I don’t expect her to make it all the way back inside before catching her, but I definitely thought she would manage to make it a little further than she does.

No more than a few seconds later, Sebastian yanks her backward and is throwing her over a shoulder. He plants a hard slap on her ass and she lets out a squeal. I smile, enjoying the view and how she’s glaring at me as Sebastian carries her toward the surveillance van in the back corner of the lot.

When he sets her down, I can’t help but stare, taking in the sight of her.

“God, baby girl. You’re so beautiful. Why haven’t we seen you in a dress like this before?” I breathe.

“So… you’re not mad?” she says, hoping.

Sebastian lets out a short huff, then removes his jacket and stands right in front of me. I start undoing his tie for him.

Slowly.

I know Leena likes it when I do this. I don’t look at her, instead, my eyes find Sebastian’s. He quirks a smile, both of us knowing she’s watching intently.

“Oh, sweetheart. You shouldn’t have run,” Sebastian growls out, glancing at her sideways, his gaze dark. Once the tie is undone, I hold one end of it as Sebastian steps toward our woman, letting the strip of fabric slide from his shirt as he does. I swallow, watching his fingers starting in on the top buttons of his shirt.

Leena stands perfectly still, my heartbeat quickening along with hers as Sebastian towers over her.

“If you think we’re going to let your little stunt this evening go unpunished, then you don’t know us very well, sugar. But punishments take patience. Are you feeling patient, right now, Lu?” he asks, his eyes never leaving her.

“No. I’m not,” I grind out, my voice no doubt deeper from being this turned on.

Leena lets out a breath that sounds more like a whimper.

“Well, guess what, sweetheart? I’m not either.” Sebastian’s hand is suddenly in the back of her hair and he is slamming his lips against hers.

I cock my head to the side, watching as his other hand slips under the fabric of her dress.

He groans, then lets up from their kiss just enough to speak. “Oh, fuck, sweetheart. I think your punishment just got worse.”

Fuck. “Leena, did you go into that party without any underwear?” I grind out.

“Yes, sir. ” She smirks against Sebastian’s lips, his tongue piercing her mouth again.

Okay, my cock is completely hard. How is it that watching the two of them turns me on so much?

I suddenly need out of these pants.

Need Sebastian out of his.

Leena, well, she’s practically naked in that scrap of silk, but I need more. Sebastian must be thinking the same thing, because he drags himself away from her.

She huffs out a complaint, then starts toward the van.

“Hold on there, sugar,” Sebastian states, grabbing her arm and pulling her back toward him.

My eyes find his as he turns her to face me, and I smile. Because I love the way his mind works.

It doesn’t matter that we’re the only ones around, or that we took down all the cameras earlier, we’re still outside.

Still standing in a parking lot.

No one lives here, but still.

It takes Leena several seconds, but I can see the moment when understanding passes over her face. Her eyes grow wide, and she quickly looks around, making sure we are in fact alone, before she looks back at me, waiting for further instruction. I know she won’t have a problem with this, we’ve fucked outside before, so what’s a little outdoor nudity?

She stands perfectly still and her breath quickens once again. I cross my arms, watching as Sebastian’s hands run up hers. He hooks his fingers under the straps of her dress, slowly sliding them off her perfect shoulders. When he lets them go, the weight of the fabric pulls the gown all the way off her. It pools at her feet, and she is left standing completely naked.

Naked, aside from the holstered SIG strapped to her thigh.

I make some sort of involuntary noise.

I didn’t know that seeing Leena naked and packing a loaded weapon was a kink of mine.

Holy. Fuck.

It is. It definitely is.

I walk over, giving her a slow kiss then getting on my knees before her. She puts her hands on my shoulders to balance herself so she can step out of the dress.

After hanging it up inside the van, I look back at her, enjoying the way her breath quickens as she stands there like a fucking goddess in the moonlight.

Sebastian is towering behind her, smirking. What are you up to? I narrow my eyes.

“Excuse me ma’am, but do you have any weapons on you this evening?” he asks in his cop voice.

I can’t remember the last time I heard him use it, but holy fuck. It hits somewhere completely different now that I’m fucking him. Leena lets out a chuckle, because it’s so over the top, and I don’t think he’s ever used it on her before.

“Yes, officer. I have a weapon.” She giggles. It’s so fucking adorable. Sebastian smiles, pleased that she’s playing along with his little game, and even more satisfied that she’s clearly turned on by it.

“Ma’am, I’m going to need you to spread your legs, hands behind your head,” he says, his thick arms crossing over his half unbuttoned dress shirt behind her.

He bites his lip, staring approvingly down at her ass as she complies, spreading her legs and slowly placing her hands on her head. Her hair is still mussed from where Sebastian had his fingers in it earlier. And fuck me.

Why didn’t we think of this sooner?

Leena stares at me, her lips parting in arousal when Sebastian’s large hands start trailing over her. I squeeze my lips together so I don’t laugh as he gives her a very thorough pat down. She squirms and giggles and even lets out a few gasps as his hands touch every fucking inch of her before finally finding her weapon. He rips the velcro hard, the sound of it echoes through the lot as he tugs the entire holster off her. He holds it up between them, giving her a reprimanding look.

She smiles sweetly up at him.

“Get in the fucking van,” he growls out, then slaps her ass with his free hand. She lets out a squeak and quickly makes her way past me. I smile, watching her go.

Then I look back at Sebastian and my heart stops. Because fuck . When this man looks at me like this, really looks at me. It brings up what I’ve been feeling for him lately. Makes me wonder if he feels the same way.

I don’t move for several seconds, transfixed by the sight of him in that suit... by the way his eyes trail over me in mine.

We smile at each other, then Leena is yanking me backward by my jacket and I laugh, nearly falling as I turn, stepping up inside to join her.

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The van is crowded. Not just because Sebastian is a very large man, and I’m not much shorter, but because it was outfitted for surveillance, not for three people fucking. This isn’t the first time we’ve managed to make do. Knowing how much it pisses Ryan off when we have sex in here only makes it that much better. We always manage to unplug something, but that’s because he has cords running fucking everywhere.

It’s nearly pitch black once the door is closed, but we don’t need lights, not when we know each other’s bodies as well as our own. I take off my shirt, then find my way to the floor.

Leena grabs my hand, pulling it toward where she’s kneeling beside Sebastian and has been struggling with the buttons on his shirt. He’s lying on his back and I smile, trailing my fingers over the already exposed skin, then letting my hand rest on the heaving chest of our man.

My man?

What are we? This isn’t the first time I’ve questioned what we are, but whatever the label, I know beyond a doubt that it’s so much more than just roommates.

Because this, us, is everything to me. We don’t need labels, and we don’t have to be anything in public if Sebastian isn’t comfortable with that yet. What we have is enough. Knowing he’s mine, even if no one else does, is enough. Isn’t it?

It has to be.

From where I’m kneeling beside him, I make quick work of Sebastian’s buttons, then pull his shirt to either side, running my hands over the abdominal muscles beneath. I let out a breath, because I’ve wanted to touch this man all fucking night. I leave one palm pressed against him, then reach out to find Leena, my fingers brushing her cheek as I guide her lips to mine. I kiss her, enjoying the feeling of being this close to both of them.

My hand moves down lower on Sebastian’s body, my lips never leaving Leena’s as my fingers dip into his waistband, causing him to shudder. I quickly undo his button and drag down his zipper. I reach inside, gasping against Leena’s mouth when my hand wraps around his cock.

He’s so fucking hard already.

Leena helps me out, yanking Sebastian’s pants down and pulling them all the way off him.

His deep voice practically hums when I grasp his dick tighter, then run my thumb over the tip, just how I know he likes it.

“Fuck, Lu,” he breathes out and my own breath begins to quicken as I feel him pulsing in my palm. I give him a few rough strokes, simply because I need to hear him make that sound again.

Which he does.

My pants are suddenly excruciatingly tight. Leena must have guessed as much, because her hands are there, quickly helping me out of them.

We’re all completely naked now, so I drag Leena down on top of Sebastian with me. The three of us quickly find a comfortable embrace of bare skin and kisses, our hands gripping and feeling each other like we can’t possibly get enough of this moment.

Fucking in the light, where I can see every detail has always been a favorite of mine. But making love in the dark? Where all we have is the feel of our bodies and the sounds of our breathing, our pleasure? Is something else entirely.

And I love every fucking second of it.

Love that we get to do this every single night.

Which, we absolutely do.

I feel Sebastian’s hand find its way to my cock and I let out a breath as he grips me. He starts off slow, but when he begins moving faster, I have to reach down to grab his wrist, stopping him before I explode. Because I want to come inside one of them, not make a mess all over the van.

Well, I do enjoy that too, but after seeing them both all dressed up tonight I just need to be close to them.

Sebastian’s grip leaves me entirely, which I know is what I needed him to do, but it leaves me frantic to get that contact back.

I love when he touches me, when he kisses me, the way our tongues tangle together when we’re alone. I love that he lets me fuck him, even if I haven’t found the courage to let him take me in that way. And he’s okay with that. He’s willing to give me the time I need to figure this out. I love that about him.

I furrow my eyes as a thought suddenly crosses my mind. It’s not intentional, and it’s certainly not something I planned on.

Ever.

This man… he’s just gotten under my skin lately. The same way that Leena did.

Fuck.

I think I’m in love with him.