Kaden & Keegan (The Walkers of Coyote Ridge #9) - Nicole Edwards Page 0,108

her feet, straddled his thighs, then lifted her sweatshirt again.

“This is nice,” Keegan mumbled, pressing his palms against her back as he pulled her toward him, letting his breath fan her nipple. “So fuckin’ nice.”

Suddenly Kaden wished Keegan was the one cooking dinner. Why had he offered again?

Kaden’s view was blocked from the action, but he got the gist. He knew Keegan was teasing her nipples, laving her breasts. He had to satisfy himself with the sounds of Bristol’s pleasure, those soft moans that escaped her even as she pressed her chest toward Keegan in an attempt to get closer.

“Take it off,” Keegan muttered.

No hesitation on her part. Bristol discarded the sweatshirt, tossing it aside before her hands cupped Keegan’s head, holding him in place while he feasted on her once again.

They remained like that for long minutes, driving Kaden absolutely batshit crazy. Somehow he managed to focus on the steaks, not wanting dinner to burn.

“Dinner’s ready,” he finally announced, hating to break up their little party.

Releasing Bristol’s nipple with a resounding pop, Keegan sat up.

“Don’t bother gettin’ dressed,” Kaden told her, delivering two of the three plates to the table. “I like you topless.”

When he stepped back, Keegan helped Bristol to her feet so she could sit in the other chair.

“I’ll do my best to keep my hands to myself,” Keegan said, reaching for his beer.

“I won’t,” Kaden told her when he took his seat.

“Promise?”

“Oh, yeah.”

Her giggle had his chest feeling tighter than it had in a long damn time.

And that wasn’t a good thing, he realized.

*

Never in her life had Bristol eaten dinner naked.

Well, not when there were other people around, anyway.

And fine, she wasn’t completely naked. She still had on her pajama shorts although they weren’t doing much good at all. Especially not when Kaden and Keegan were taking turns sliding their big hands beneath the wide openings and between her legs, their fingers finding her clit, doing wicked hot things to her while she tried to eat. As one might imagine, it was futile to attempt, and she would’ve given up trying long ago, except they seemed intent on ensuring she had dinner. While one would torment, the other would feed her. By the time she had convinced them she couldn’t eat another bite, her entire body was aflame, and she was on the verge of climax.

Only they weren’t letting her come. They would work her right to that razor-sharp edge then pull back just before she went careening over. It was both frustrating and exciting. Made all the more so by the heated look in their eyes as they watched her intently.

“I think it might be time for dessert,” Keegan suggested.

Before she could tell them she would be forgoing dessert, she realized he wasn’t talking about ice cream. He was talking about her.

Without fanfare, Keegan stripped her pajama shorts off, then hoisted her up onto the table the instant Kaden had cleared all the dishes away.

“Now this I could do every night,” Keegan whispered, his hands sliding over her thighs, pushing them wide.

Above her, Kaden leaned over, cupping her breasts in his warm hands, kneading her flesh until she was moaning in earnest. She was overwhelmed by sensation as Keegan’s fingers began teasing her sex, gliding through her slit, circling her clit. It was too much but, at the same time, not nearly enough. No matter how much she begged and pleaded, they maintained a steady pace, caressing her with only their hands.

“Please, Kaden … oh, God, Keegan. I…” She tried to thrust her hips upward. “More. I need more.”

“You want my mouth on you, darlin’?” Keegan’s sexy baritone washed over her.

“Yes. Please.”

“Mmm. You asked so nicely.”

She cried out when his warm breath fanned her pussy. She couldn’t see what he was doing, but she didn’t need her eyes. He licked her repeatedly, slowly tormenting with his wickedly skillful tongue, building her up once more.

It was all Bristol could do to endure. They assaulted her with overwhelming sensation, taking her to new heights. And the fact that there were two incredibly hot, sexy men focused solely on her made it impossible to ignore a single second of their wicked ministrations.

“Please…” she whimpered, dangerously close to imploding. “Make me come, Keegan.”

He growled, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her. But it was when Kaden pinched her nipples and Keegan thrust two fingers inside her while sucking her clit that she felt herself skyrocketing. Her insides coiled tightly then exploded in heat and light, the most intense orgasm