She knew there were far more beautiful women in the room, knew that her belly was a bit too round and her breasts a bit too heavy to call perky. But in that moment, the two men’s hungry perusal made her feel like a goddess upon an altar. The traces of panic started to drain out of her completely.Author: Roni Loren
These men wanted her, would take care of her. And suddenly she found herself wanting them back. Really wanting them.
Reid pulled off the lid of the container he’d brought and dunked a finger inside. “Ready for dessert, sugar?”
He lifted his hand to her lips, rubbing something thick and warm over them, then lowered his head and claimed her mouth in a slow, possessive kiss. Mmm. Reid and the sweet, buttery flavor of caramel glazed her taste buds—a heady combination that sent her inner thermostat inching upward. He sucked her lower lip and removed the last of the sticky confection just as another streak of warmth painted the sensitive skin of her leg. What the…
He smiled as awareness dawned within her. “Four hands can be so much more efficient than two.”
Reid’s mouth returned to hers right as Jace’s hot tongue glided along her inner thigh, lapping up the caramel sauce and setting a match to her nerve endings. Holy shit. Was she actually going to do this? Two men—no, not just two men, Reid and Jace. Heaven help her.
As Reid’s tongue stroked over hers, his growing erection pressed against her bottom. She wiggled against him, and he hummed his approval into the kiss. Jace’s hair brushed against her legs as he continued to taste the skin higher and higher on her thigh, maddeningly close to the slow throbbing between her legs. Her knees instinctively parted farther, seeking relief as the combination of the two men’s attention coalesced in her core, sending moisture hotter than the caramel straight to her sex.
When Jace nudged the bottom edge of her skirt, Reid pulled back from the kiss and grabbed the container again. Creamy caramel drizzled over each of her nipples, and she arched from the contrast in temperature. Reid’s fingers spread the sugared sauce over one of the tightened buds, then tilted her farther back against the arm of the couch, putting her on full display like a buffet to be sampled. Jace slid out from beneath her and moved to the floor, settling at her side. Both heads lowered, and each man latched on to a breast, sucking and laving in tandem—Reid’s mouth hot and firm, Jace’s more teasing.
She threaded her hands in their hair, pulling Jace’s short ponytail free in the process, and let her head fall back. The last threads of resistance burned into wisps of smoke as the call of her body overruled the voice in her head. Heated palms slid up her legs and hiked her skirt to her waist. Reid’s teeth scraped against her left nipple sending a shot of pleasure/pain through her before he released it. “I think it’s time for something sweeter than caramel.”
Jace didn’t stop his ministrations but cupped the breast that Reid had abandoned and rubbed a thumb across the tip. Reid scooted from under her and set her ass on the couch. Before she could process what he was doing, he spread her legs wide and ran a finger over the soaked crotch of her panties. “Mmm, I think our little sub likes us, Jace.”
Jace lifted his head and smiled down at Brynn, the green of his eyes dark and dangerous. “Is that right?”
Reid grabbed her wrist and moved her hand beneath the waistband of her underwear, the pads of her fingers resting on her mound. “Jace is being so nice to you, don’t you think you should give him a little taste?”
Her heart stuttered in her chest, and she moistened her lips. “Y-Yes, sir.”
Reid caressed her arm. “Go ahead then, sugar.”
After a steadying breath, she lowered her hand and ran two fingers along her slick folds. One brush against her clit and she thought she may tip over the edge right there. Just a few strokes and she’d be there. But she wasn’t ready for it to be over yet; she wanted to let the guys decide when it was time.
Jace’s hooded gaze never left hers as she raised her hand to him. He grabbed her forearm and brought her glistening fingers to his mouth. With unhurried reverence, he sucked them clean. “Your girl is so fucking sweet, Reid.”
Her pussy clenched as if he’d licked her clit instead of her fingers, and a whimper slipped past her lips.
Reid’s hands kneaded her legs. “Can’t wait to refresh my memory.”
Coarse fingers moved to her hips, and Reid tugged her panties off. A low groan rumbled from him. “Jesus, Brynn, you’re going to fucking kill me.”
She lifted her head to see his hungry gaze trace over her Brazilian wax job—something she’d started doing a few years earlier. “You approve?”
He traced his fingers over the baby smooth skin, making her writhe. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a sexier cunt in my life. So pretty and pink.”
She shuddered and his lips curved upward. “Still love the dirty talk, huh, sugar? I bet that lame-ass date you had the other night would’ve whispered gentle, polite words to you while he fucked you. Is that what you’d rather have?”
Two fingers slipped inside her channel, and Jace resumed sucking a breast. Her hips bucked against the delicious invasion, and she could only reply with a moan.
Reid’s fingers pumped harder, filling her just enough to make her yearn for more, but not enough to satisfy the needy ache. “Answer me, sub. Tell me what you prefer?”
She shook her head, not wanting to give in, even though she knew he knew the answer.
He bent lower and the very tip of his tongue flicked her clit once. Her muscles jolted and tilted her hips upward, seeking more. He kissed her mound, his lips landing right above her slit. “No, darling. You don’t get what you want until you answer me.”
As if punctuating Reid’s point, Jace pinched the nipple he wasn’t sucking, hard enough to make her gasp. Reid’s fingers slipped out of her, and she squeezed her eyes shut, a second shy of begging. “I like it when you talk dirty.”
Reid’s fingers moved back inside, and she let her head relax against the arm of the couch again. With his free hand, he positioned her legs over his shoulders “Now you get to come for us, sugar.”
His lips pressed against her sex and his tongue swirled around her clit, sending electricity pulsing through her veins. She knew she wouldn’t be able to hold on for long. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been this keyed up, this turned on. It’d been so long since she’d been truly sexually satisfied that she’d almost forgotten what the climb felt like.
Her breaths turned to pants as the need for release gnawed at her dwindling control. Jace captured her mouth with his, and the lingering tastes of her own juices and caramel swirled along her tongue. She slid her hand along his muscled chest and twisted her other hand in Reid’s hair.