“Uh huh.” Laurel blushed and looked away.
No. Jace wasn’t going to let her deny what they were sharing. He tipped her face back and when the arousal in her eyes was obvious, he couldn’t help himself. He lowered his face and dusted his lips against hers. It was heaven and hell combined, finally kissing her and tasting her parted lips, knowing she wasn’t making any sort of commitment beyond this one incredible experiment they were sharing.
It didn’t matter if his soul shattered into a million pieces later—he wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to show her how damn much he loved her, and always had, through the most basic and carnal of expressions.
Laurel wasn’t simply lying there either. Wasn’t afraid or unsure. She was kissing him back, one hand on Nolan’s head, pressing it closer to her core—as Nolan had so recently done to Jace—and the other lightly scraping Jace’s scalp as she arched toward him and thrust her tongue between his lips.
He sucked on it, reveling in the shudder that rippled through her.
“She’s so fucking tight, hugging my hand hard every time you do that,” Nolan told him. “She’s going to come on me. Soon.”
Jace stared down into Laurel’s eyes, noting the excitement mixed with awe in them. She honestly hadn’t believed this was something she could experience or take joy in, and he was more than happy to prove her wrong as many times as she liked.
“Don’t let go,” she whispered to him as the peak loomed nearer.
Jace gathered her into his arms, his body connecting more completely with hers, their hearts pounding against each other even as he consumed her sighs and purrs. He took a break only for a moment to whisper, “I’ve got you, Laurel.We’vegot you. It’s okay.”
Her eyes flew wide open, and she nodded at him in a few short bobs before her jaw dropped and she froze. Only for a moment. Then her entire body quaked and her abdomen rippled. Laurel rocked involuntarily, shoving her pelvis at Nolan while clinging to Jace.
He peered down at her, so fucking moved that she would trust them enough to find pleasure with them that he didn’t give a shit about his own hard-on drilling into the mattress. At least for a little while. He glanced down her perfect-to-him body at Nolan and hoped the other guy could read the gratitude in his gaze.
Nolan beamed at them both, working his hand in and out of Laurel as he sucked her clit with soft pulls of his lips for the entire duration of her long, rolling climax.
“Damn,” Jace whispered to her. “You’re even more beautiful than usual like this.”
She went limp in his arms and stared blankly up at the ceiling. For a horrifying moment, he was afraid she might cry and her tears would break him. Instead, she cursed reverently, then started laughing even as aftershocks kept her twitching around Nolan and between them both.
“Are you okay?” Jace asked cautiously.
“Why the hell did I wait so long to do that?” She stretched and reached for him, dragging him to her for another kiss. Except this time she wasn’t cautious. Her tongue tangoed with his, and she reached for Nolan, drawing him up on her other side before angling her head to kiss him too.
Jace watched for a minute before he had to have a taste of the other man’s lips, glossy with the proof of Laurel’s pleasure. Their stubbled jaws brushed against each other before they connected fully. And the moment their mouths met, they expressed their mutual relief and pride, ardently mauling each other.
“Damn.” Laurel sighed beneath them. “You two are turning me on even more. I think I’m going to need to do that again. And again. And maybe some more after that.”
She spread her legs as wide as she could with them hogging her bed, and Jace wasn’t about to deny her what she craved. He looked to Nolan, who nodded. “You’d better go first. After that BJ and watching her unravel, I would probably shoot before I got all the way inside her.”
That was a possibility for Jace too.
Except he knew how much this meant to Laurel. No matter what she said, this was more than a hookup. It might not be forever, but it wasn’t something she took lightly. And neither did he.
As if she could sense the weight of the moment lying heavily on his shoulders, she reached for him and pulled him on top of her lush body. Sure, they shared a bed and snuggled plenty, but this…this was something else entirely. This was touching with intent.
For once he didn’t have to try to shift his hips away from her to hide his erection.
Today, he could let her see the desire burning in his eyes.
He hovered over Laurel on straight-locked arms, Nolan caressing the side of her face and then her shoulder, keeping her calm with quiet praise and gentle touches. Despite their caution, Laurel whimpered.
“We can stop right now. Whatever you want.” Nolan waved his hands in front of him, and Jace nodded.
Laurel stared at their cocks. Jace’s was the hardest he could ever recall, and Nolan seemed like he was in the same predicament.
“That looks painful.” Laurel shook her head.
“I’ll be glad to take care of him if you want,” Jace volunteered.
“Would you hate me if I said I’d rather do it myself?” Laurel looked up at him from beneath her thick lashes. “You know, after…”