She’d expected Deke’s kiss to be harsh, to the point, with no concession to her inexperience. Not so. Hungry and demanding, yes. But good. So good. A wild tangle of lips and breaths and hunger.
Kimber had been kissed, but never like this. Never without hesitation or an invitation. Deke didn’t bother with either. Suddenly, he retreated, leaving behind an ache she already couldn’t fight. Oh, God. And his taste. Spicy and male. Addicting.
Kimber craved more. In a single kiss, he stripped her defenses, turned her body inside out, stole her control.
His lips brushed hers again, and Kimber opened to him a little more. He sank in, deeper than before. He tasted, teased, withdrew. No! She needed more, and pressed her palms up the solid slabs of his chest, where she felt his heart beating wildly under her palm.
Deke rewarded her with another flirty caress of his lips, which melted over hers into a firm taking, a wild possession. Though she’d been expecting him, the spiced slide of his tongue still blindsided her defenses. Her hands rose from his chest to his hair. She tried to grab the very short strands with her fists and pull him closer, but his hair, like the man himself, was elusive. She craved. She clawed. Barely breathing, dizzy, she reveled as heat curled in her belly. Her ni**les tightened.
Wild. So good…
A hot palm curled around her arm and slid upward in an unhurried caress. Luc.
She’d almost forgotten… But when he moved closer, the heat of his chest blanketing her back, his hardness still pressed against her backside, he became impossible to ignore.
With a sweep of his hand, he brushed the hair off her neck. The gentle press of his warm mouth and hot breath fell there next, like soft rain on sensitive skin.
Sensations exploded, tingles skittered. She shivered, but Luc continued. Her ferocious response stimulated her senses right in concert with the soft, ragged demands of Deke’s kiss.
Strong hands slid up her ribs. Luc again. Teasing fingers brushed the sides of her br**sts. Unexpected sensations bolted straight to her ni**les, making them beyond hard. She moaned— right into Deke’s next kiss. He took the sound into his greedy mouth, tilting his head, positioning his lips over hers perfectly and delving deep for a long, lingering stay.
Kimber melted, mewled. She burned, just like Deke warned. As desire swamped her, her blood heated to blistering temperatures. And she ached. More. More!
Clutching her hips, Deke arched into her, pressing his impressive erection into her in a move deliciously suggestive of sex. It didn’t soothe her—only inflamed. She moaned.
Bending at the knees, he grabbed her thighs and lifted her off the ground. Kimber barely had time to gasp before he pushed her back into Luc, whose dick now pressed even tighter against her. But he wasn’t done…
Deke tore off her pants and her thong, then spread her legs, holding them wide with his huge hands. Luc helped him by supporting her knees in the crooks of his arms, which held her open to his cousin. Heart pounding so fast she couldn’t hear anything but its frantic beating, Kimber watched as Deke looked at her, all spread out like a living, breathing invitation before him, those dark blue eyes shimmering with scorching heat.
He paused, waited. Stared. Drove her crazy with anticipation and broiling want.
“Deke…”
“Keep her open,” he told Luc.
Then he slipped between her spread thighs and notched his denim covered c**k right against her wet folds. Intimately. At the contact, her clit jumped, then pulsed greedily. Deke grabbed her hips, taking her from Luc’s grip. He wrapped her legs around his hips and he rocked against her again. Kimber cried out. Masturbation was never this sharp or intense. Decadent. Overwhelming.
Before she could assimilate or think beyond their next touch, Luc’s hands slid from her rib cage to her abdomen, then up. Straight up. He enveloped her br**sts in his hot palms. Kimber melted on a long moan. His thumbs and forefingers pinched her gently, but the jolt of desire jumped all the way to her clit. Her ni**les sprang to painful tightness at his touch, and he rasped at them with his thumbs.
It took Kimber a moment to realize that Deke was watching Luc fondle her, his stare nearly black with hunger. A quick glance up, and those burning eyes promised to devour her. Thick need slid through her belly, punching her gut with a sharp spear of arousal.
“It’s got to come off.” He reached for the bottom button of her shirt with one hand.
“Now,” Luc agreed, and together, they set her on the counter. A moment later, Luc grasped the top button and tore into it.
Male hands worked at her little buttons, cursing, exposing her to their devouring gazes so rapidly, she could barely assimilate. She watched, dazed, her skin too tight on her aching body until all the buttons came free of their moorings. As Luc pulled the shirt off one shoulder, Deke peeled it off the other and raised his gaze to hers.
Intense. Ferocious. Determined. A fist of desire clenched in her belly, closing off air, rational thought…
With his hot breath on her neck making her shiver, Deke reached behind her and unclasped her bra in a single pinch of his fingers. Oh my! Oh, damn. Stark naked.
This was getting serious.
And overwhelming…felt too wonderful. She couldn’t stop. Not yet. Soon…
“Oh!” she cried as Deke’s mouth covered one breast, teeth lightly scraping her nipple until tingles screamed along the nerve endings between her br**sts…all the way to her begging clit. The sensation doubled when Luc pinched the other sensitive nub at the same time he nudged her lips apart and leaned in for a kiss.
He more than kissed; he seduced without words. Luc was an artist, a master. He didn’t rush or demand. He cajoled, toyed, promised with a hot sweep of his tongue, only to back away and leave her needing. His kiss alone would be enough to make her lose her head and melt like hot wax. Coupled with the erection against her thigh, the sensations were downright combustive.