Three Christmas Wishes - Krista Wolf Page 0,12
else.”
His hand slid to my knee, as his eyes locked with mine. On the other side, Valerio’s palm had moved up to my thigh. It felt so incredibly warm there, but also so good.
Like it belonged.
“What do you think?” asked Valerio, tilting my face in his direction. “Think we’d be better than he was?”
His fingers were so high now, they were practically brushing the ‘V’ of my crotch. My breath was shorter now, more labored and intense. His mouth was inches from mine. Leaning forward to kiss him would be easy. It would take nothing…
Oh my God.
Two more hands found me, and this time they belonged to Kade. He’d slid to the floor, and crossed the distance between the sofa and the loveseat. Right now he had his hands on either side of my hips, pulling at the waistband of my comfortable, loose-fitting jeans.
Sloane!
It took no effort at all to lift my ass from the couch. It happened automatically, subconsciously, as I aided him in slipping my pants off. He glided them down my naked thighs, past my knees and ankles. I lifted one leg, then the other, and then they were off. Discarded over his shoulder, in a crumpled heap on the living room floor.
“Maybe I should go first,” Kade murmured, sliding his hands along the insides of my thighs. “After all, I’m already down here…”
He lowered his face, then kissed the flat of my stomach. My shirt had ridden up just enough to reveal my navel. But it wasn’t my navel he was after.
“Mmmm…”
I bit my lip as he slid down further, burying his face deep between my outstretched thighs. He pulled my panties to one side, like they weren’t even there, and I gasped as his tongue plunged inside me.
OHHH!
My hands went to the back of his head, my knuckles rolling deep into his thick, dark hair. Kade was eating me alive. Devouring me exactly the way he kissed, with wanton, savage abandon.
“Oh my God…”
The words left my mouth unbidden, but they left anyway. I was pulling him into me. Grinding myself against his eagerly lapping face.
“OH. MY. GODDDD…”
My teeth were clenched now. It felt too good! It had been way too long since someone had done this to me, or at least done it properly. And the way Kade was nibbling and kissing, alternating broad strokes of his hot tongue against the gentle flutter of his fingers at my entrance? It wasn’t long before I was at the edge of a very beautiful cliff.
“I… I can’t stop… I—”
In answer he gripped my thighs with two big hands, wrapping those strong forearms around my legs. I exploded seconds later, bucking my hips uncontrollably. My hands screwed into fists and my ass left the couch and the next thing I knew I was screaming into Brock’s outstretched hand, as he clapped his palm over my mouth just in time to keep the neighbors from calling the cops to report a murder.
Mmmpphhffff!
I came in waves, flooding Kade’s face. My thighs clamped shut and my eyes crossed and all those good, wholesome things I’d totally forgotten about when you’re being wracked head to toe by a really good, very well-needed orgasm.
And oh… thank fucking GOD.
The hardest part was coming down, and realizing two other people were still there. I’d been shocked at first, then gone swiftly along with it. After that I’d been so wrapped up in what was happening between my legs I barely had time to think of anything else.
But now…
“Think scale of one to ten,” I heard Brock whisper, as he nuzzled my ear. “Understand?”
Slowly I nodded, my mind still reeling with sweet endorphins and half-delirious with pleasure. He could’ve asked me to marry him, I probably would’ve nodded. Hell, I would’ve nodded to anything.
“Good. Because now the real fun begins.”
Ten
SLOANE
Kade slipped away, and I felt Brock gently make his way between my thighs. He rolled my now-drenched panties off and placed one hand on my stomach, pushing me back into the couch.
“Lean back,” he ordered, and I found myself instantly obeying. “And just relax.”
I exhaled, numbly, just as he slipped two fingers inside me. He went slow at first, screwing them in and out. Getting his hand all wet and slick, while he eye-fucked me with a smoldering hot expression that was pure sex, and nothing else.
Fuck he’s beautiful.
I could stare into those blue eyes all day. Lose myself in how absolutely gorgeous he was. Before I could however, Brock lowered his bearded mouth and began