Page 86 of The Substitute

His shoulders tense for another second before he sighs and lets me go.

I scramble off his lap, adjusting myself so I’m not opening the door with a raging hard on, and open the door. Savage is lookingsexy as always, in his ripped jeans and leather jacket, leaning a shoulder against the door.

“What are you doing here? I thought we had plans tomorrow.” I can’t keep the grin off my face, despite knowing this is going to upset Ambrose.

“I couldn’t wait to see you, so I decided to stop by.” He smiles that devilish smirk at me and steps inside. Ambrose must have moved behind me since Savage’s attention flicks over my shoulder.

“I should get a restraining order.” Ambrose’s tone isn’t angry exactly, but it’s not sweet like it was a few minutes ago.

“Did I interrupt something, or are you still against pants? I can watch if you want.”

My face burns hot at the idea of Savage watching me and Ambrose this time. I want it so badly I jack off to it. Or to both of them touching me at the same time.

“We had plans, which I know you know.” I hear Ambrose say matter-of-factly and groan to myself.

“Tobi did say something about a movie, but I figured you’d be done by now.” Savage glances at his watch. “Want to go for a walk?—”

“We talked about this,” Ambrose cuts him off.

“I don’t recall deciding anything.”

“Why are you here when you knew we had plans?” Ambrose steps up to Savage, hard-on still tenting his shorts.

Is he turned on by this, or is he still hard from me being in his lap?

Savage’s gaze flicks down, then back up slowly. “Are you going to leave when he and I make plans?”

“Is that what this is about?!” Ambrose’s mouth drops open.

Savage lifts his shoulders nonchalantly. “Why should you get alone time when I have to deal with your ass here? Aren’t you the one who said you were all for fairness?”

“I was talking about alternating days, not having you up my fucking ass when I’m trying to spend time with Tobi. You know I can’t take him out like you can.”

“Wait,” I interrupt. “You two were making a schedule?”

“I tried. He wouldn’t agree to anything,” Ambrose says, like he’s vindicated.

“Don’t lie. You wanted more time with him this week since we’re both out of town this weekend.” Savage gives Ambrose one last lingering look before turning towards me. “He lives with you and can’t take you out. I don’t see why you should spend all your time indoors.”

Ambrose curses under his breath. “We’re all busy. A schedule is the best way to make sure no one is hogging all your time.”

Savage reaches for me, but since I’m closer to Ambrose, he gets there first and spins me around, crashing his lips to mine. It’s a hungry, heated claim that has me lost in him in a matter of seconds. Lifting onto my toes, I press my lips more solidly to his, clinging to him as I submit to the fire licking through my veins.

Ambrose grabs my ass, pulling my hips to his to grind against me with a moan. When he finally releases me, Savage is watching intensely. Fucking hell. How do these two make me forget that anyone else is around?

I swallow hard, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. “Sorry.”

“Ready for our walk?” Savage asks.

“Yes,” I say, feeling a little bad for leaving Ambrose, but I do spend most nights with him.

“Thanks for getting him warmed up for me.” Savage winks at Ambrose and reaches for my hand, pulling me out the door behind him.

TWENTY-NINE

AMBROSE

Ifigured I’d have the upper hand with Tobi since we live together, but Savage is making it harder than it should be. Between him and hockey, I feel like I’m losing Tobi. He’s still there and eager with me, but I know not being able to be seen in public is starting to get to him.