5. Mitch

Mitch

“ S he’s my cousin, Mitchey. Off. Limits.”

Fuck that. Amy’s a grown woman who can make her own decisions. If she doesn’t want to go home with me, she doesn’t have to.

Before leaving, I make a point to say goodbye to the Comets and the Andersons who organise the tree lighting. I’m quick about it, but still polite, all too eager to get this blonde bombshell home.

The walk to the truck and the ride to my house is quiet. Too quiet. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out she’s in her head. Reaching across the console, I take her hand in mine, waffling our fingers together. She lets out a sigh and asks, “So, who was that Greta person I saw in your messages?”

The question takes me off-guard, but I opt for the truth; there’s no use hiding it from her. If Amy wants me to drive her to wherever she’s staying after, I’d completely understand. “Tara, my stepsister you met today, well… she used to da te her. I didn’t know, and when they were on a break, I may have hooked up with Greta. When it all came out, Greta suggested a threesome.”

“Are you serious?” She stifles a laugh. “You’re joking.”

“I wish I was. If Tara wasn’t my sister, it would be hot. I didn’t grow up with Tara—our parents married when we were adults—but I don’t love that journey for me, you know? Hot in books, but reality is a bit different.”

Amy nods thoughtfully, taking it in. She surprises me when she carefully asks, “So, you’d be up for being with two people who aren’t relatives?”

“Yeah.” I shrug, brushing my thumb on top of hers. “Have you ever been with two people?” She shakes her head, biting her lip. “Would you want to?” Keeping my eyes on the road, I still see her gaze snap to me in my periphery. “Be shared, that is. Two men? Two women? One of each?”

“Yes,” she answers, barely a whisper.

“Which is it?” I squeeze her hand in reassurance. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, I?—”

“Two men. I… I’d want to be shared by two men. They could be into each other, but in my ultimate fantasy, they’d only want me.”

I bring her knuckles to my lips. “I’m not interested in men, and I don’t exactly love the idea of sharing someone as fucking gorgeous as you are, but if you’re wanting to play, I’d be up for it.” We pull into the driveway, and once I’m in park, I turn to face her. “I know we just met, but I want you to myself tonight. ”

“This is crazy.” Amy laughs with a wide smile that tugs at something deep in my chest. I’m a moth to a flame with this woman.

“Is that a yes?” Granted, I didn't ask a question, but I’m doubting how much she wants me at this point. Would she prefer someone else for the night? Someone like Jasper? Was this a mistake? Am I the only one feeling this connection?

She doesn’t answer, instead opens the door to hop out. My tamp down my insecurities as I do the same and quickly round the truck to walk her inside. I like holding her hand, a bit too much. She’s only here for the weekend, I only have the night with her, but there’s no harm in living in the fantasy that she could be mine for longer.

The moment the door clicks behind us, fire unleashes within me, and I’m immediately taking her face in my hands and kissing her roughly. She meets me with the same intensity, and I don’t give a fuck that we’re both still wearing our boots and jackets, I grip her thighs and wrap her legs around me. I walk further into the house and set her onto the kitchen island.

My home is modest in size, but I make up for it with the renovated chef’s kitchen—including high-end appliances, more storage than I’ll ever know what to do with, and gadgets galore. The butler’s pantry is worth more to me than my grandmother’s engagement ring I’m supposed to slip on someone’s finger when the time comes.

Amy moans into my mouth, spurring me on as I help her out of her coat. Fucking Coal’s Lake winters and the need to wear entirely too many clothes. I shrug out of mine and consider undressing her further but can’t bring myself to do it. The night is young, and if I sink myself inside her, there’s a good chance she’ll want to bail after. My ego and my cock won’t enjoy the rejection. Jasper also needs her help tomorrow.

Jasper.

Shit, was he flirting with her over text?

I take a step back, admiring her plump lips and wild eyes. Possessiveness pierces me. She likes the idea of being shared, but right now I sure as fuck don’t want to share her, even with Jasper. I meant what I said when I told her I want her all to myself.

Her cheeks turn pink, and she attempts to slip off the counter. I close the distance, stopping her before she can move another inch. “Whoa, there. Where do you think you’re going?”

“You stopped, so I assumed you changed your mind about this. I should go?—”

“Are you fucking kidding?” It comes out as a growl, and her eyes widen. I take a deep breath. “I was going to come in my pants kissing you. If I didn’t slow down, I was afraid you’d leave for the night.”

Amy’s shoulders sag in relief and the twinkle returns to her eyes. “You want me to stay the whole night? ”

“I don’t normally do sleepovers, but since we’re both going to the farm in the morning…” I bite back my smile with a casual shrug. Except, nothing about this is casual. “It’s more environmentally friendly to carpool. Don’t you agree? ”

Briefly hanging her head back, she lets out a full laugh. The urge to lick up her throat and capture her bottom lip between my teeth is unbearable. “Making out with me to save Mother Earth? I don’t buy it.”

“Oh, I had plans to kiss a hell of a lot more than your lips, Aces. So, what’ll it be? Save the planet with my face between your legs… and if you’re a good girl for me, my cock buried inside you? Or should I drive you back to Axl’s where he’s likely doing the same thing to Beth? I can’t imagine that would be the best option for you, thin walls and whatnot, but I’ll never shame someone with an aural kink.”

“A what?”

“Nothing,” I laugh, trying my best to not sound nervous. I’m unsure how much I can trust her with the intel that I’m turned on by every damn moan she emits. “What’ll it be? If you don’t want to stay to play, I can get you a room at Jamie’s Lodge for the night. No one should be subjected to what Axl and Beth do without explicit consent.”

“No, I want to stay! But you moved away from me and, well, insecurities got the best of me... I needed an exit strategy.”

“I’m sorry, come again? Insecurities? Fucking hell, Amy, why?” I won’t wait for an answer, closing the distance and leaning my forehead against hers, stealing her breath as my own. “The second I laid eyes on you, I was a fucking goner.” Sliding my hands up her thighs, I groan, “In no world would I ever want to walk away from this.”

Her lips hesitantly brush mine. “Fuck, who taught you to talk like that? ”

“No one,” I admit. Thanks to my sister being a romance author, I’ve read my fair share, but none of it is a line with Amy. “When was the last time you came all over a man’s face, and begged for seconds?”

“Never,” she whimpers as I nip at her jaw. “You know, no one says things like that… ever . It isn’t my self-esteem rearing its ugly head, that’s reality. Real men don’t say or want that. You must be fictional.”

“You think I’m fictional?” I toy with the waist of her pants. “Let me show you how real I am.”

Amy’s voice is an octave higher when she dares to ask, “Right here?”

“Yeah, baby, right fucking here. We won’t make a mess; I’ll lick up every last drop.”

Her chest heaves as she nods, and I don’t break eye contact as I slide my hands up her sides, under her shirt. “What’s your safe word?”

“Planning something extra kinky, Mitch?” She wiggles her eyebrows.

“No, but I respect you and any boundaries you set. One word and it all stops.” At my declaration, the amusement dissipates from her face like a deflated balloon. I refuse to do anything she isn’t comfortable with. Is she not used to this level of consent? I plan on fucking her for hours, not minutes. Hell, I plan on fucking her all damn night and tomorrow morning. I need to know where the line is drawn. “I don’t expect you to trust me, Aces, but I need to know if I go too far. ”

“Are you going to be my spade?” she teases with an adorable grin that could light up a room.

“I’ll be whatever you want me to be.”