her, his lazy appraisal raising goose bumps on her skin. "One minute, tops. Faster if you let Noelle use her fingers."
"No fingers," Dallas countered. "You feeling confident, kitten?"
Noelle hovered over Lex, their mouths barely an inch apart. "Do you want my fingers?" she whispered. "Do you want something inside you as badly as I do?"
"You know it," Lex answered, just as quietly. "Like I know you're hoping Dallas spanks your ass."
"As long as we're all getting what we want." She grinned before kissing Lex soundly. Her next kiss landed on Lex's chin, then her throat. She skated over the leather collar and worked her way down, leaving Lex with an unobstructed view of Dallas.
He was watching her. Not them--her, as if the woman sliding to her knees had ceased to exist. Dallas had never held himself back from admiring Noelle before, but there was something different in him tonight. He was holding himself back from everything, saving every scrap of intensity and every bit of focus for her.
His cock still strained his jeans, but he didn't touch it this time. Just held her gaze as Noelle made herself comfortable between Lex's thighs, then spoke a single word. "Go."
Noelle went. Slick. Wet. Hot and clever. Lex had taught her all the ways to tease arousal to life, and Noelle used them all, alternating firm licks with light flicks of her tongue, and making evil use of the fact that Lex's clit was still pinched and exposed. In seconds, Lex was lifting her hips, rocking up to meet every clever, delicious caress.
But Dallas shook his head, and she saw the command in his eyes. Don't come.
"Oh, fuck you," she moaned, stilling her movements. "You can't be serious."
He didn't get a chance to answer. Either Noelle guessed his game, or she'd simply had enough of behaving. Her lips closed around Lex's clit as her fingers slipped inside. Two and then three, pumping fast and sure enough to drive Lex over the edge.
And yet.
Lex clenched her hands into fists that dug into her lower back, distracting her from the pleasure. She wanted to ignore his imperious, unspoken demand, but her body wouldn't let her. Any other time, she'd have been coming in Noelle's mouth already.
But here, now, all she could do was think, Dallas told me not to. In that moment she hated herself, hated him.
Shaking, she opened her eyes. Dallas hissed out a sharp breath, and then he was there. He looped one arm around Noelle and hauled her out of the way, ignoring her startled noise.
Lex barely had time to draw in a breath before it was Dallas's hand between her thighs, Dallas's fingers pumping a fast, demanding rhythm. His other hand sank into her hair, dragging her head back until she stared up into his eyes. "It's okay, Lexie. Let go now."
He was beautiful, gorgeous--hers. "You suck," she managed, her voice hoarse from strain.
He smiled, feral and smug and somehow still fond. "I know."
Then he crooked his fingers inside her, rubbing over her G-spot, and a second orgasm crashed through her. No slow buildup, not this time. It was quick and hard, from start to finish, like getting thrown against the door of a car that was spinning out of control.
By the time the thundering waves began to recede, she was dizzy. Her jaw ached from clenching it, and she wanted to wrap her arms around Dallas and hold on tight. Instead he wrapped his arms around her, and someone must have unclipped her ankle cuffs from the chair, because he plucked her up and brought her back to the couch with him.
He settled down with her tucked sideways across his lap and her head resting under his chin. "Jas, do something about your little troublemaker."
"You knew what you were getting when you invited us," Jasper replied, idly stroking Noelle's hair. Suddenly, his hand followed the line of her back and landed on her ass in a quick, hard slap.
Noelle moaned, then turned to face Lex with a breathless laugh. "See? Everybody wins."
"Everybody," Lex agreed weakly. Her limbs felt heavy, her arms still trapped behind her back and her legs shaking.
Laughter tickled over Lex as Dallas's chest rumbled under her. He stroked her hair, trailing his fingers through the disheveled strands as if combing them into place. "I'm not finished with you, kitten. You're full of wicked ideas tonight. Putting your fingers where they don't belong, trying to get Jas to fuck Lex with me. Like the idea, do you?"