her orgasm and then eased away from her, running his tongue over his lips. “So fucking good.”
He looked up to see Kelly’s eyes were tightly closed. She was panting, and her chest and cheeks were flushed, and he felt about ten feet tall knowing he’d brought her to that state without even taking his dick out of his pants. Rising, he helped Kelly dress herself again. She brushed her hand over his erection and he hissed.
“Can I help you with that?” She indicated in the general direction of his crotch.
“It’s fine,” he lied. “I wanted to get you off. I didn’t expect you to reciprocate.”
Kelly frowned. “Are you sure?”
He sure as fuck wasn’t sure, but if he didn’t get out of there fast, he was gonna sink balls-deep into her warm, wet pussy. “I should let you go home and get some rest.”
“Oh man,” she replied, flinching. “I’ve kept you here way too late. You need your sleep more than I do.”
Leo grinned. “Yeah, I need my beauty sleep.”
As Leo walked back out to his truck, he had a niggling sense of guilt. What would Scott think of what he’d just done? He hoped his friend would forgive him.
Chapter Eight
Scott and the team arrived back in Buffalo in the early morning hours, and he went straight to bed. The next morning he rose with a renewed sense of optimism. Hopefully Leo had spoken to Kelly and convinced her to give them another chance. He found Leo in the kitchen, mainlining coffee. Dropping into a kitchen chair, he got right to the point. “What’d she say?”
“I think she’s gonna give us some time.”
“Really? She said that?”
“Well, not in so many words…”
“In what words, exactly? You did go see her, right?”
“Yeah.”
“And?”
“And we talked.” Leo wouldn’t meet his eyes, and Scott got suspicious.
“Is that all you did?” When Leo didn’t answer immediately, and instead shifted in his chair, Scott continued. “You didn’t have sex with her, did you? We agreed.”
Now Leo finally looked at him, but his eyes betrayed his guilt. “I didn’t fuck her, no.”
“But you did something else?”
“She was on edge, babbling about not deserving the love of one man, let alone two. I had to do something.”
“Oh, you had to do something…”
“Look man, I didn’t fuck her!”
“Yeah, so you’ve said. How would you feel if you went away for a few days and I horned in on Kelly while you were gone? Once she’s with us maybe it’ll be different, but right now…” He wasn’t sure why he was so angry at the thought of Leo and Kelly being together without him, but his blood had instantly boiled when Leo had admitted it. Rising, he got himself a mug and grabbed the coffee. He had a feeling he’d need the caffeine.
Leo took a sip from his own cup. “Look, I made her come with my fingers and my mouth. It didn’t last more than a few minutes. I’m sorry if that upsets you. I didn’t know what else to do to shut her up.”
“Oh, so you only licked her pussy to shut her up?”
Leo rolled his eyes. “I pretty much always want to lick her pussy, and so do you, so don’t give me some self-righteous attitude. It’s done and I can’t undo it, so let’s just move on from here and plan our next move.”
Scott grunted. He knew Leo was right, he just hated admitting it. Slumping in his chair and putting his feet up on another, he asked, “So have you got any brilliant ideas?”
“I think we should take her out on a date. I mean, if you think about it, we’ve seen her at the restaurant and here—that’s it. And pretty much every time we see her, the only thing we do is fuck. Don’t you think we should wine and dine her a little?”
His feet hit the floor with a thud. “That’s a good point. I hadn’t thought of that. No wonder she thinks we’re only in it for the sex and we’ll drop her the minute we supposedly get bored.”
“Bingo. Anyway, I’m going in to see the doc today. If he clears me, I’ll be back
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