“Jesus,” Lex said in a strained voice. “You’re going to come again.”
“Yes.”
“Thank God,” he muttered. “Because you feel too fucking incredible to hold back any longer.”
His strokes were long and steady. Measured.
Just right.
“Lex,” she said. “Oh, my God. Lex!”
She gave in, milking his cock as her body quaked.
“Yes,” Lex ground out. “Like that, Lily. Just like that. Oh, fuck, yes!”
She felt his cock throb and his body jerk as he came, pushing into her as far as he could. Prolonging her own release.
“Christ, Lex,” she murmured. “Jax. Oh, God . . .”
There simply weren’t words for the most amazing orgasms she’d ever experienced.
Because of them.
Because of both of them.
Chapter Nine
Lex had no idea how long the trio stayed twisted up with one another. It seemed to take a small eternity for their breathing to return to normal. He couldn’t remember ever losing his breath so fully or needing so many endless minutes to recover.
From the moment Lily had stepped out of her dress in the music room, he’d been harder than ever before. And entranced—held hostage—by Lily’s beauty. Her creamy skin. Her full breasts. All of her womanly curves.
She blew his mind. Plain and simple.
But then again, there really wasn’t anything plain and simple about this scenario. Even though he’d advocated for it, even instigated it with his muse concept, a ménage affair was always risky business. Particularly when the emotions and desires were this amped up, this extraordinary.
Lex had never considered sharing another woma
n with Jax. Not after how thoroughly wrecked they’d been after Katarina. And he hadn’t met one since her that he’d wanted to share with his friend.
He and Jax had a special bond. They always had. It was pure instinct that they knew how to work together to satisfy a woman, over and over. Something that was somehow innate to them both. Neither could explain it; nor had they really tried. They’d just accepted it. For better or for worse, apparently. Given their past history.
And because of that past history, they’d treaded lightly with Lily from the very beginning. It’d been impossible to not seduce her, though. They would have acted upon the intense, unwavering lust quicker if it weren’t for all the complexities and intricate nuances unfolding in the mansion. Their music. Their deadline. And something else that weighed heavy on Lex’s mind.
Lily only wanted a temporary position with him and Jax. And she’d needed the lofty paycheck they’d offered.
Was she ill?
Lex mentally shook his head. That was one vein he could not follow.
Absolutely fucking not.
He eased out of Lily and slipped from the bed. Jax took her by the hand and then lifted her into his arms. She cozied up to him as she had with Lex earlier. Winding her arms around his neck and nuzzling the crook at his shoulder.
Jax carried her into the bathroom, where Lex turned on the rain showerhead. Without saying a word, they stripped off their condoms and soaped up Lily, who cleaned off all her makeup with a washcloth. Fresh-faced, she was as stunning as when she did up her dramatic dark eyes and wore her crimson lipstick.
Maybe even more so, all natural and flawless and just so fucking beautiful.
Lex felt a peculiar yearning low in his gut. One he hadn’t experienced in so very long.