She held her breath. Her chest arched as Tarin lowered his face painstakingly slowly toward her breast. The second he flicked his tongue over her nipple, she cried out.
“Jesus,” Kester growled.
When she lifted her hand from his side, he stopped her by threading his fingers with hers and holding it in place against the mattress. His other hand slid up to stroke the breast on his side, the attention so very different from the tight grip and flicking tongue on her right breast.
Kester’s fingers danced around the swollen globe before circling her nipple until she was writhing with so much need. “Kes…”
“We’ve got you, honey. Let us play. We’re going to make you feel so good. Your skin is gorgeous. So white against my dark hand. And your nipples… Pink little buttons. Tight and hard and greedy.”
Suddenly, he pinched the one his hand was teasing, making her cry out.
Tarin dipped his head lower a second later, sucking her other nipple into his mouth. He suckled it over and over, flicking his tongue across the tight tip.
Ariel moaned, writhing against the onslaught. Nothing had ever touched her private parts, and yet she felt the growing desire to be filled.
Stuart threaded his fingers with her other hand and held her firmly in place. “So squirmy,” he murmured, his lips coming to her ear. “I think my woman likes to be held down.”
She moaned again, her vision too blurry to focus on anything. She lifted her hips off the bed, trying desperately to get contact with Tarin’s erection. She’d only caught a hint of how big he was under his boxers, and she was beyond ready for more.
Stu flicked her ear lobe with his tongue and then lifted his head to look at Tarin. “I’ll trade you. Spread her legs open and get between them. I’ll suck that sweet nipple.”
Ariel blinked at Tarin, wanting to read his expression. He looked nervous as he nodded, and she was pretty sure he was shaking as he eased down her body.
“Tarin,” she called out, stopping him.
He froze and leaned over her face again, looking her in the eyes. “Love…”
“I want your mouth on me. Between my legs. I want to feel your tongue against my…”
He gave her a slow grin. “Okay, love. Anything else?” he asked, lifting a brow.
She swallowed.
Stu stroked a thumb over her nipple. “I don’t think you’re really in a position to order people around, babe.” He chuckled. “But it’s hot. And I doubt any of us will ever be able to deny you.” He shifted his gaze to Tarin. “Do what the lady asked. Suck her pussy.”
Ariel moaned. No one had used that word around her. It was crude and hot at the same time. Exactly what she would expect from Stu. Her libido shot higher.
Tarin took his time easing down her body, his hands rubbing up and down the tops of her thighs, gently stroking her skin until she calmed.
“I’m going to spread your thighs now, love,” he whispered. The play-by-play was agonizing. She was breathing heavily as he lifted his knees one at a time and nudged her thighs so he could climb between them. He held her gaze the entire time.
Her chest heaved. Kester and Stu continued to thumb her nipples. She was out of her mind with a driving need to experience something she had no concept of. She could tell it was going to be beautiful and mind-blowing.
Tarin finally lowered his gaze to her most private parts, making her heart beat faster. He was so precise and intense, and she knew he was nervous. At least as nervous as her. They all were, but Tarin more than any. It was sweet and endearing and she loved him for it.
She swallowed the words as she glanced at each man, knowing she loved them all and that this was so very perfect. She couldn’t say it out loud yet. No one was ready for that kind of pronouncement. But a lump formed in her throat as she filled with emotion. All three men working together in tandem to make this perfect for her. All of them looking at her as if she were the most precious thing in the world.
Tarin smoothed his palms up and down her inner thighs, spreading them wider. When his thumbs stroked along the sensitive skin at the top of her thighs, she dug her heels into the mattress and lifted her butt.
“So fucking sexy,” Stu murmured.
“There are no words,” Kester added.
Tarin, in an apparent moment of dominance, reached for her ankles and jerked them outward, causing her to fall to the mattress. His hands came back to her thighs just as fast, spreading her wider and holding her down. “Bottom on the bed, love.”
She moaned louder, panting at his unexpected control.
He slid down the bed, flattening himself between her legs. His fingers spread wide on her inner thighs, and she tipped her head back, arching her chest again as his breath hit her labia.