Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

around her like she was all he had to hold onto, and all three of
us were a mess of lips and hands, biting and grabbing.
Will took her bra-covered breast and sucked it into his
mouth through the fabric, while she rolled her hips on him,
deep and urgent, fucking him through his jeans.
He gripped her hips, sucking in air through his teeth as he
helped her move.
“Don’t make her stop,” he gritted out. “Don’t stop.”
She planted a hand on the wall behind me, held my face
with the other as we kissed, and dry-fucked him.
But then she whimpered and pulled away, climbing off him
and rising to her feet all of a sudden.
What…
My blood chilled, and Will couldn’t catch his breath, both
of us painfully hard and wanting her so badly.
Shit, what did I do? Was she scared?
I closed my eyes, dropping my head back.
“It’s okay,” I told her, looking back up. “I know I’m
fucked up. Just go. You can go.”
Jesus Christ. What was I doing?
It just felt so good to have them both here, in my fucking
arms, and I knew Will felt it, too. After so long and so much
anger…
But she just shook her head. “I don’t want to go.”
Then why did you leave?
GGod, she was beautiful. With a wet body that could kill.
I wanted her so goddamn bad.
Why wasn’t she here?
But then we watched as she unbuttoned and unzipped her
jeans, sliding them down her legs and stepping out of them.
She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra,
moving her wet hair over the front of one shoulder as her tits,