not a goddamn thing else except his ink and his arrogance.
And his smile... God, his smile. Slow and lazy, but the edge beneath it matched the one in his eyes, matched the leashed tension that made all his attempts at laziness a lie. Already he was digging his fingers into the leather of the couch, as if he needed a reminder to keep from lunging for her.
Or lunging at the people who surrounded her. Four of them, with Noelle already kneeling between Lex's thighs, Jasper looming behind her, and Mad and Ace standing to either side. No one moved to touch her, not yet, and she knew they were waiting on Dallas's command.
It came soon enough, low, hoarse words that started a dangerous game. "Jas. Get her ready for her new adornments."
"Yeah?" He rubbed his thumb over the corner of Ace's mouth, then slipped it between his lips. Ace licked it, swirling his tongue around and around until it was wet and gleaming.
Lex sucked in a breath as Jasper dropped his hand to her breast and flicked his wet thumb across her nipple. It tightened, tingling under his touch.
But he shook his head. "Not enough, sweetheart." He cupped her breast, spread his fingers wide and then closed them, pinching her nipple to the point of pain.
She didn't moan, but Noelle did. And then slender, soft fingers closed on Lex's other nipple, Noelle mirroring Jasper with breathless glee. She tugged gently--too gently until Mad's hand slid over hers, pressing her fingers together hard enough to drag a cry from Lex.
Jasper rumbled his approval. "Ace, get the rings."
He melted away, and Dallas caught Lex's gaze, holding it through intensity alone. "Not just for your nipples, love. Not this time. I bet Jasper's trying to decide whether he's going to shove Noelle's face between your thighs or just suck your clit himself. Someone's got to get it nice and hard."
But Jasper didn't do either. He bent close to Lex and licked her cheek before whispering in her ear. "Your man doesn't have enough faith in my creativity."
Lex shuddered as he straightened. "You--"
The words dissolved into a groan as Jasper landed a sharp slap on her pussy. Lex shifted on the chair, the warm haze of pleasure already solidifying into a throb of need as she lifted her hips and waited for him to do it again.
He grabbed Noelle's hair and pulled instead. "Spread her open and spank her clit, just like I did. And get your ass in the air so Dallas can watch how wet it makes you."
Noelle's hands trembled as she petted Lex. Slow, soothing strokes at first, then deeper. As exposed as Lex had been before, this was a hundred times more intense. Noelle's ass might have been on display, but Dallas's burning gaze fixed on her fingers as they parted Lex's pussy lips.
As they opened her.
He inhaled sharply, his fingers carving dents into the couch as Noelle's fingers fell in a gentle slap.
Jasper twisted his hand, pulling Noelle's hair so hard it had to hurt. "What did I say?"
She panted, her neck craned awkwardly back but her expression blissful. "I tried, I promise. Show me how, and I'll be good. I'll be so good."
Dallas laughed low enough to send shivers through Lex. "No one believes you, kitten. You're always bad. And you've got two seconds to work that clit like you mean it, or I'll make sure no one punishes you tonight."
Noelle groaned, licked her fingers, and brought them down on Lex's pussy with a smack. The sensation buzzed through Lex, a pain so hot and sweet it left her heavy, aching.
Jasper moved, one shoulder brushing the inside of Lex's thigh as he knelt beside Noelle. "Touch her like you would if it were just the two of you," he commanded. "Let Mad and Ace see how you make her come when you're not putting on a show."
That made Noelle laugh as she nuzzled Lex's belly, her lips a warm tickle. "The only difference is how fast I make her come. Or how slow..."
"Is that true, Lex?" Mad's familiar face filled her vision, mischief in his dark eyes and his hair as rakishly disheveled as ever. He'd lost his shirt, too, revealing sinuous tattoos that started just below his collarbone on either side of his body and wrapped down his arms, arms that flexed as he tugged at her hair and grinned. "Did you teach her your trick? It's never about who's watching, is it?"