When Jesse didn’t immediately stop the kiss, he squeezed harder. One of them sighed, though he wasn’t sure who, and they separated.
They both had that dazed look that he loved to see, though he usually liked to be responsible for it himself. He was rock hard from watching them, they were both so f*****g sexy. He wanted to see them naked and entwined and at his mercy. He wanted that very badly.
“Jesse, why don’t you go get Steph a glass of water?”
It took him a second, but Jesse nodded and went to the kitchen. Stephanie’s fingers slowly released their hold on him and she leaned back. He let her, moved back a touch himself.
“I meant it when I said that we still want to be your friend, even if you don’t want to take this to the bedroom or the club.”
She swallowed and nodded. “All right.
