Tight and aching, hot and out of control, the sensations slammed into her. She couldn’t breathe. Definitely couldn’t stop him.
Didn’t want to.
Kimber curled her fingers around his head and gasped. His greedy licks were shocking to her system. He was eating her alive—all her passion and yearning, all her doubts, hopes. Her indecision.
Why did Deke reach her on such a deep level? Because she sensed he was wounded and wanted to heal him, as any nurse would? Why did he rule her body more than any other man? Why had some part of her fantasized about him, even before she understood sexual fantasies?
The question dissipated in her mind, dissolving like sugar in wine, as Deke’s fingertips stroked the sensitive bundle of nerves inside her. Luc sank onto the couch at her side and watched, arousal fierce across his face.
“I won’t let him hurt you.”
“He won’t,” she gasped.
“He’s arousing you?”
“Yes.” She threw back her head and closed her eyes. “Yes.”
Luc’s thumb suddenly swiped across one nipple as he pulled her summer top down, anchoring it beneath her br**sts. “I’m going to arouse you, too, sweetheart.” His tongue flicked across the beads of her tight ni**les, followed by a nip of his teeth. Deke mirrored the action, clamping down on her clit, then manipulating it with the tip of his tongue. Relentless, one swipe after the other, he made her burn.
The fire spread, injecting its way through her body, shooting up to her ni**les, down her legs, sizzling across her skin. Building, building… Her heart careened out of control, the sound of its beats roaring in her ears, blocking out everything else except the hungry sounds of Deke’s mouth and Luc’s moans.
In seconds, the need grew and towered above her until she hovered right on the edge of wildfire pleasure. Totally beyond her control, her body jerked with every hard flick of Deke’s tongue. The fire gathered, coalesced, peaked. Then it erupted, bursting behind her eyes until black spots clung to the edge of her vision. Her back arched, and she screamed, gripping Deke’s head, his shoulders.
Enormous. Huge. Had she ever orgasmed so hard?
She struggled to catch her breath, to right her crazy, tilting world. Deke merely pushed her thighs wider, stabbed his tongue into her core, and demanded, “Again.” Sensations assailed her faster than her body could process them as his tongue stroked across her clit again. Too much, all at once. “Oh… Wait. Slow down.”
“No,” Deke barked, lifting his head from between her thighs, his lips wet with her juice. “You’re here to learn how to accommodate two men. I told you things would get hot. Sometimes, they’re fast and furious. Adjust.” Continuing to caress her br**sts, Luc sent him a stern stare. “She’s inexperienced.
We can moderate—”
“Why? She’s a big girl. An adult, she keeps saying. In the next five minutes, she can be gripping your c**k in her ass. And don’t lie; I know how bad you want it.”
“I’m sure it would be very enjoyable, if that’s what Kimber wants.” Deke flashed him a bitter stare. “You smug bastard, always hiding behind the good image, the chevalier to my caveman. Don’t forget, I was there when you had sex with that flight attendant in Memphis last year. You went at her for over three hours. Do you think Kimber could keep pace in one of your marathon sessions?” Kimber stared at Luc in a whole new light. Sweet tempered, gentle Luc? He flushed guiltily, lending credence to Deke’s assertion.
“She wasn’t complaining. Besides, you participated, too.”
“Once. The rest was all you, buddy boy. And she’s not the first one to get that treatment. Don’t pretend you don’t have a dark side. You want to win Kimber over?
You’d better show her the real you.”
Luc swallowed. “She knows the real me. I’ll always be as gentle as possible with Kimber.”
Deke snorted. “Sooner or later, you’re going to have to give her a taste of that killer stamina or you’ll be doing nothing but lying to her.”
“Shut up.”
Kimber watched the byplay with astonishment. The anger.
The secrets they’d both been keeping from her. Did they keep things from one another, too? Stunned didn’t begin to describe how she felt.
Clearing her throat, Kimber cut in. “Luc, really, I’m—”
“Here’s the deal,” Deke said to her, as if Luc hadn’t growled at him, as if she hadn’t spoken. “We work well together because Luc has patience and likes to get a woman all hot. I strike fast, make sure she gets off a few times. Somewhere in the middle of it all, Luc moves in.” Deke slanted another ugly stare at Luc.
“Shut up, cousin.”
“When his dark side takes over, he’ll f**k a woman for a good three hours. More, if he’s on a real tear. Never say die. Isn’t that your motto?” The bitter words hung in the air.