I trust my boys with my life. And while I might have warned them not to go anywhere fucking near her, I also trust them with her. I’ve ensured they won’t go after her, but that doesn’t mean they’ll always behave, especially with my permission. His eyes continue to hold mine as she kisses him, urging him to return her attention. All it takes is one single nod of my head and he caves. His eyes slam closed and one of his hands moves from her arse, skimming up her curves until he threads his fingers into her hair and takes control of the kiss, tilting her exactly as he wants.
