“What?”
Luc couldn’t keep his hands from wandering, across her hip, around to her belly, up to her breast. He flicked his thumbs across her pebbled ni**les. Still hard. He’d love to know exactly how wet she was. Soon… Patience, damn it. Right now, he couldn’t distract her.
“Take Deke in your hand and stroke him, just like he’s doing to himself.” So slowly Luc could feel his sweat drip, Kimber reached out and grabbed Deke’s hard flesh in her hand. Up, up…until she clasped the tip, ran her thumb across the head. Deke groaned so loud, his entire chest rumbled with sound.
“Good instincts,” Luc praised. “Down and up again.” Kimber repeated the process once, twice, faster, coordinating her movements a bit more.
“I can hardly get my hand around him.” She frowned in concentration and brought her other hand up to Deke’s c**k to join the first, wrapping her slender fingers around his girth. Now she totally encompassed him, stroking him with more vigor, watching Deke’s face as those blue eyes women drooled over slid shut and he threw his head back in brilliant pleasure.
“Good,” Luc muttered. “Now lick your lips. Yes, like that.” He couldn’t resist kissing the side of her neck, nibbling on her earlobe. “Lean in, open wide, and take him in your mouth.”
The look she shot him over her shoulder, of hot curiosity, of naughty anticipation, just about unraveled Luc. Damn, simmering under that seemingly straightforward surface lurked a tease. A vixen. He’d bet if they gave her a little control in the bedroom, she’d come out and play.
“Now!” Deke demanded.
“Say please,” she taunted.
Luc couldn’t quite hold in a laugh. Apparently, she already got the idea that when she held a man in her palm, the promise of her mouth ripe in his fevered mind, she had all the power.
“Fuck!”
“Wrong word…” Kimber shot him a kittenish smile.
Deke swallowed. His fists tightened at his sides as he drew in a bracing breath.
“Please.”
The word sounded gritty and unused. But it worked for Kimber. Slanting one last challenging glance up at Deke, she put her hands on his hips and leaned in.
Tilting around her, Luc watched with both raging need and envy as Deke’s c**k entered her mouth, cushioned by her slick tongue. He slid in, more and more of his length disappearing into the depths of her virgin mouth.
God, the sight alone was killing him. Deke’s long moan vibrated pleasure in his gut. His desire multiplied. He could only imagine how fabulous Kimber felt.
When she’d taken as much of Deke as she could, she drew back and repeated the process, taking another inch. Deke loosed another groan, clutching at her hands as they held him steady.
“Yes,” Luc breathed. “Now suck him. Hard. He likes it hard.” Her cheeks hollowed on the next upward stroke. And the one after. Deke gritted his teeth.
“Fighting the urge already?” Luc asked him.
“Fuck off.”
Deke had barely managed to choke out the words. Kimber was getting to him—
fast. Luc had never seen anything like it. Usually, his dear cuz could be bathed in a woman’s mouth for twenty minutes and look unmoved. Everything was so been there, done that with Deke.
Except when Kimber touched him. The telltale tightening of Deke’s abs and the flush crawling up his cheeks told Luc just how close his cousin was to losing control.
Time to finish him off.
“You’re doing great,” Luc whispered to Kimber. He noticed the cadence of her bobbing head and instructed, “Now a little slower. Make him suffer. Good. Cup his balls in one hand.”
Kimber did exactly as he said, fondling Deke’s testicles, which were drawing up toward his body with every sweet suck of her mouth. Even watching them made breathing damn hard—to say nothing of his dick.
Reaching out with a blind fist, Deke grabbed Kimber by the hair. Luc nearly stopped his cousin and broke the hold, but she moaned—and not in pain.
Ah, so she liked a little edge to her pleasure. Luc smiled. He’d definitely be able to provide some for her, but Deke was especially well equipped to give her a sting here and there. As soon as Kimber got Deke to come.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Suck him. Hard and slow. You’re getting to him,” Luc whispered. “He can’t last against the sweet temptation of your mouth. Lick the head with your tongue. Perfect. Yes.”