Trials and Tiaras (Untouchable #7) - Heather Long Page 0,113

the sleep shorts.

“Someone’s very wet,” he murmured as he pressed one finger against the labia and began to rub it back and forth along the slit, not quite touching anything. A moan slid out of me, and a sharp inhale had me opening my eyes.

Coop, Jake, and Archie all stared at me with hot and hungry eyes, and I’d barely registered that when Ian caught my clit between his thumb and forefinger, the pinch adding a sharp bite of pain, and then pleasure swamped me as he began circle the bud, pressure tipping me right over the edge.

I came, hips thrusting up against his hand the whole time as I stared at the guys, and holy crap. Ian petted me through it, slowing his caresses until I just lay there trembling. Bliss was a real place.

He nipped my ear again. “Better, Angel?”

“Oh, yeah.” My heart hammered, and my legs were like putty. Ian was licking his fingers, and when he pressed one against my lips, I opened up to suck it clean. Archie let out a little curse and raked a hand through his hair. It was hard to miss the array of erections visible.

They were all so pretty.

All so mine.

“Coffee is ready for you, babe,” Archie told me as he crossed over to where I was melted against Ian, and he shocked the hell out of me when he replaced Ian’s finger with his lips and kissed me like he was trying to pull the taste of me from me. “I need a cold shower.”

“Shit,” Jake swore, following right behind him. “Me too.”

“I can live with my boner,” Coop called after both of them, and helpless laughter rushed up through me, along with heat flushing my cheeks. “Besides, Bubba’s right—the only one who doesn’t suffer today is you.”

“What if I don’t want you to suffer?” I dared him, and he put a hand over his dick in his boxers.

Not missing a beat, he said, “Birthday girl gets what she wants.”

A shiver worked through me, and I glanced up at Ian.

“Whatever you want, Angel,” he promised me, and I slid out of his lap on shaky legs, trembling as I moved to kneel between his thighs. But first, I tugged off the sleep shorts, and then I worked to free Ian’s erection. Wrapping my hand around it, I glanced over my shoulder at Coop and wiggled my ass.

Bless him for reading my mind, because I’d barely closed my lips over Ian’s tip when Coop began pressing inside of me. I was already soaked, thanks to Ian’s generous orgasm-inducing play, so Coop didn’t have to take much time to thrust deep. I groaned as I swallowed around Ian’s cock. I began to suck, lick, and stroke like it was my favorite treat.

When he fisted my ponytail and gave it just a bare tug, I went loose. If he wanted to control it, I’d happily give him that. With gentle force, he urged me to move faster, and I softened my mouth so he could thrust deep. He always pulled back just as I began to gag. Coop held my hips as he powered into me. It was fierce, and every sharp push scraped more stars out of me. I was clenching around him, even as I kept swallowing.

“I’m going to come, Angel,” Ian warned me, and I glanced up, holding his eyes as I sucked harder and deeper. He pressed all the way to my throat, and I could barely get a breath as he came. The low, husky groan he let loose had me shuddering. Coop had slowed his movements as I swallowed. As soon as I lifted my head and Ian slipped free, Coop banded an arm around me and pulled me back flush to his chest and his thrusts grew stronger, every single one sending me higher and higher.

When he skated his fingers over my clit, I came all over again and clamped down on him until he let out a shout. The hot rush of release left me shuddering.

“Fuck. Me.” Jake’s voice hit me from the hall, and I laughed.

“Give me a minute, and I’d be happy to,” I promised. I was shaking, Coop was still inside me, and I could still taste Ian on my lips. This birthday was already the best ever.

“I’d take you up on that in a heartbeat,” Jake said. “But you need a shower.”

True…I did.

Rising on quaking legs, I shuddered as Coop slipped free. He groaned, and then I began the slow