Seeing Red (Bliss Peak #2)

by Shon

To everyone brave enough to chase their bliss today because they know tomorrow isn’t promised.

No Bojangles in a fifty-mile radius, but with views like this, I could forgive it.

Noah was undeniably attractive, but Greyson…holy fuck, that man was the type of fine writers created new words to describe. It wasn’t fair someone that pretty had such a sour attitude to match.

He was all consuming and infuriating. And so. Damn. Fine.

Noah with his attentiveness and need for quality time. And Greyson with his broodiness and silent acts of service.

As much as I wanted True, I wanted Noah to have her too. I wanted to watch them. To study the way they made each other come undone. I wanted her to have us and I wanted us to have her together. I wanted everything with them.

“I was serious, True. You want dates? I’ll give you dates. You wanna be fucked, I’ll fuck you every night. Whatever you want. It’s always been whatever you want, you just had to ask.”

“Anything you want, True. I’ll give you anything you want.”

God, these men were dramatic. So fucking clingy and affectionate. And what did it say about me that I loved it so damn much?

I didn’t know what the fuck had just happened to me, but I knew after tonight,

belonged to True St. John. Irrevocably.

“This is childish, Greyson. You don’t own me.” “No, but you own me, True. And that’s something you need to come to terms with. Because I’m not going anywhere.“

You want both of us? Have both of us. But you need to understand that he is the only man I will share you with.”

But True kissed me like I was the answer to something she’d been searching for and I kissed her back with just as much neediness.

I felt at home in her kisses. In the way she pressed herself against me so hard that there was nothing between us.

It all felt like True. And it all felt like home. Exactly where I wanted to be.

When my legs shook uncontrollably, he went from controlling my pace to holding me down while he fucked into me from the bottom. Every upward stroke stole a piece of my soul. Every thrust kissed my clit with friction. Every flex of his fingers made me want more. And more. And more.

all you have to do is tell me you want it.” “All I have to do is tell you I want it,” she echoed.

Never in my life had I done something this depraved. Never in my life had I loved anything so much.

It didn’t make me jealous, it just made me appreciate the different sides we brought out of each other. We gave each other different things and I was going to have to embrace that. Maybe it wasn’t meant for one person to give me everything I needed.

He didn’t taste like whiskey or mint today. He tasted like coffee. He tasted like home. He tasted like mine.

Stop giving him access to you. But don’t ask the people who love you to stop loving you. Because that’s what you do when you love somebody, you don’t let people treat them like shit.”

“Why you gotta know everything? Why can’t you just make peace with some things not making sense and enjoy them anyway?”

“If the past year taught you anything, it should have taught you that things don’t go according to plan and that’s okay. Think about all the plans your sister had that never got to happen. Enjoy what you got in front of you right now, lady bug. The rest will figure itself out.”

The rest will figure itself out. Those words gave me more hope than I felt all day, and I beamed at the woman in front of me.

The day I saw True in Lucky’s for the first time, I wondered what it would be like to let go and lose myself in something the way she lost herself in music. Now I knew. I was completely, unexpectedly and inexplicably lost in this woman.

“You’re already where you’re supposed to be, Red. I wanna give you fucking everything. You deserve everything. Just let me give it to you.”

No feeling was worth feeling more than the grip she had around my dick. I was lost in her and I couldn’t stop coming.

I wanted her pussy to memorize the way my tongue felt the same way I wanted to know her body inside and out.

“You’re so intense. So responsive. God, and your voice. You have no idea how wet I get when I remember your whimpers. I love you desperate for me. I love that you want to please me even if that means letting me make a mess of you.”

“Because it’s you. I know exactly what I want when it comes to you, even though it’s something I never thought I wanted before you.” I shrugged. “That’s it. I haven’t second guessed that since you kissed me in the hallway.”

He saw me and showed up for me without me having to ask. It was the type of love I wrote about, but never thought I would experience.

“I said I love you. I’m in love with you. I don’t know how you do it, but you make my day every day. You’re my best friend and you make me so fucking happy by just being yourself. I never wanna know what it’s like to not have you in my life.”

They were all I wanted, forever. I’d found two different halves of myself in them without trying and I was never letting them go.