nerve endings to life in the most sensual way.
“No.” She sighed. “I mean, no, I’m not saying no.”
The next thing she knew, Keegan was working her leggings off, her panties being dragged down with them, and then he had her perched on the countertop.
But he didn’t drop to his knees and put his mouth on her. Oh, no. Clearly he wasn’t finished, because he managed to rid her of her shirt and bra, too, leaving her completely naked, her bare butt on the cold laminate countertop while his hot mouth was on hers once again.
Their mouths melded, tongue gliding against tongue, hands roaming, his on her breasts, hers on his back, as Bristol’s heart began to beat harder, faster, her need ratcheting up with more speed than she’d thought possible.
“Keegan … please.”
“I love when you beg.”
Bristol chuckled because he would say something like that.
And then he was kissing his way down her body. She tried to recline but the upper cabinet was in the way, making it impossible for her to move. But Keegan didn’t seem to mind. He squatted down, his warm breath fanning her most sensitive parts as he placed her feet so they were sitting squarely on his shoulders, the position making it impossible to close her knees.
She should’ve been embarrassed, being naked in the kitchen, his face between her legs, but she wasn’t. This was liberating. All her life she’d been prim and proper. And sex with her previous partners had always been missionary and boring. But that wasn’t because she wanted it that way, it was because no one had ever shown her any other way. People saw her as sweet and innocent, and sure, for the most part maybe she was. But that didn’t mean her desires didn’t run hot, that she didn’t want a man to do unspeakable things like this.
“Oh, God.” Bristol moaned when Keegan’s tongue lapped at her.
She slid her fingers into his hair, which was just long enough on the top for her to get a handful. She held him there, unable to move because of the position while he worked her into a frenzy with his mouth. Bristol dropped her head back and let the sensations overwhelm her. Her skin tingled the more he teased and tormented, but Keegan never allowed her to reach that pinnacle, always pulling back at the last second.
When her frustration began to rise, she opened her eyes. And that was when she realized Kaden was standing on the opposite side of the kitchen, watching her. He wasn’t focused on what Keegan was doing, but on her. Those steel-blue eyes seemed darker, his expression revealing nothing. But still she could see the heat and the hunger etched on his masculine features.
God, he really was a beautiful man.
A beautiful man who enjoyed watching, she realized.
“Oh, God!” she cried out, holding Kaden’s gaze as she came from that thought and the exquisite exploration of Keegan’s tongue.
And then Keegan was on his feet, blocking her view of Kaden, so she turned her attention to him, kissing him when his mouth descended. She could taste herself on his tongue and that alone did crazy things to her. Something else she’d never done until them.
When he pulled back, Bristol gripped his wrists, not allowing him to go too far.
“Damn, woman,” he whispered softly. “Do you know how much I want you?”
Oh, she had some idea.
“Right here,” she demanded, reaching for the button on his jeans.
Keegan watched her, his heavy-lidded gaze locked on her face while she freed his cock, shoving his jeans down as much as she could.
She sucked in a shocked breath when Keegan jerked her hips toward him, bringing her to the very edge of the countertop even as he pushed deep inside her.
And then his arms were banded around her and hers around him as she held on for dear life. His thrusts were slow, and impossibly deep. A leisurely, sinful glide that shocked her with its intensity.
He felt so. Freaking. Good.
Keegan was taking it slow and she welcomed the pace, the sensual way he slid in and out.
Bristol lifted her head, met Kaden’s gaze where he still remained on the other side of the kitchen. She wanted to include him, but she got the feeling he was content with what was going on. And since she knew once would not be enough, she turned her attention back to Keegan.
He growled softly in her ear, her name spilling from his lips as he continued to stroke himself