never quite fantasized about. The taboo if you would.
Bristol’s movements halted, her head lifting, her gaze meeting first his, then Kaden’s. He could see something in her eyes, knew she needed something, but it was imperative that she tell them. The last thing they ever did was make assumptions when it came to interactions such as this. It was easier to take cues from a woman, to let her set the pace.
Keegan knew once they learned more about what she wanted, what she needed, it would be different, but until then, they had to leave it to her to decide where they went from here.
Turned out, she didn’t disappoint.
Chapter Fourteen
Bristol had never felt quite this powerful before. And lucky. Yes, that was a good word for it. Not because she didn’t think she was worthy, but because laid out before her were two delectable men who drew her attention like no one else.
While their first encounter had been hot and definitely the most intense sex she’d ever had, Bristol never got the chance to visually feast on them the way she wanted to. The first and only time they’d been together, she’d been at their mercy. Now they were at hers. So this time she had every intention of taking her due from them.
Because seriously. So. Freaking. Hot.
Never in her life had she met a man, much less two, who could bring her damn near close to drooling. From the arches of their dark eyebrows, the not-too-narrow blades of their noses, those scrumptious lips, to the scruff that lined their jaws and chins… They were exquisite male specimens.
And don’t even get her started on their bodies. Lord have mercy, she’d never seen so much lightly-bronzed skin covering ripped and toned muscle, the perfect amount of hair on their chests, the delicious trail that dipped into their jeans.
The jeans she was hoping would come off sooner rather than later.
What thrilled her the most was how powerful and sexy she felt because they seemed to be waiting for her to make a move, as though she could control these two delicious men with a simple touch or a mere glance. Only, she wasn’t sure what she wanted because when you were presented with a feast, how were you supposed to know where to start?
Hmm.
Should’ve been an easy question and perhaps it would’ve been if Bristol wasn’t feeling a tad overwhelmed by it all. So much so, she was confused about which direction to go next. Her body was aflame. It didn’t matter that she’d survived an orgasm that had shattered her into a million pieces before she’d been drawn back together. She still felt empty inside and she longed to be filled, to be consumed.
Because she sensed they had far more patience than she, Bristol decided to go with the easy request. “Please just … touch me.”
They glanced at each other briefly and then they were sitting up, their lips grazing her shoulders, hands cupping her breasts, her ass. It was overwhelming in the best possible way.
“Lean back,” Kaden urged.
Bristol planted her hands behind her, one on each of their knees, bowing her back. Once again, they were lapping and laving at her oh-so-sensitive nipples, drawing her into their mouths, igniting nerve endings she didn’t even realize she had.
She’d never been all that fond of her breasts. They weren’t big but they weren’t small, and yes, they were surprisingly sensitive. Sometimes too much so, but Kaden and Keegan seemed to know exactly how much pressure to apply with their lips and their teeth, how much suction was necessary to tighten that invisible line that went from her breasts to her clit.
All thoughts about the past, the future slipped away on a breathless moan. Nothing mattered except for this moment, right here, right now.
“Please,” she whimpered, her sex clenching with the desperation she could feel building inside her. If they didn’t do something, she feared she was going to explode.
“Tell us,” Keegan encouraged. “What do you need, darlin’?”
She considered that momentarily as she panted. “The jeans have to go.”
They wasted no time shifting her aside, getting to their feet, and ridding themselves of their remaining clothes. Their movements were so in sync, she wondered if they even realized how truly identical they still were.
When they were reclined on the pillows once more, Kaden said, “And now?”
“You,” she told them, hoping they understood it was in the general sense. “Inside me.”
It was obvious they were aiming for casual, but a rough groan escaped both