Wild - Jaci Burton Page 0,20
unhooked her bra and tossed it aside.
Her ex-husband had never taken the time to look at her or even undress her. There had never been a slow unveiling of her skin, any interest on his part other than getting her naked and getting inside her as fast as possible. She’d hated his disinterest, as if the whole of her hadn’t mattered. His only goal had been her pussy.
This slow revelation made her gasp. Mike rested his hands on her shoulders, skimming his fingers over her flesh. Seth stared at her as if he were memorizing every inch of her skin, as if he wanted to savor every second and study her. She felt flushed, her nipples hardening under his gaze. She didn’t have a perfect body. She was thirty-three, and things weren’t in the same places they used to be. She wasn’t toned and in great shape. Yet these men made her feel beautiful.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, Abby,” Seth said in answer to her unspoken thoughts.
Mike cupped her breasts, his chin brushing against her hair. “I’ve jacked off thinking about you this past year.”
She turned her head to look at him. “You have?”
He grinned down at her. “Oh yeah. I came hard thinking about all the ways I wanted to fuck you.”
She couldn’t believe he was telling her this. That he had fantasies about her. That he masturbated thinking about her.
“Lick and suck her nipples, Seth,” Mike said, and Abby turned her attention back to Seth.
Mike held her breasts, and Seth leaned in. Abby’s breath caught as Seth’s lips closed around one peak, his tongue warm and wet as he licked the distended bud. Her knees nearly buckled, the sensation rocketing to her pussy. She shuddered and moaned, biting down on her lip.
His mouth was so soft, and watching him do it to her was an incredible thing. Sex with Chad had always been in the dark. And of course, foreplay wasn’t in his realm of knowledge. Then again, Seth and Mike were nothing like Chad. These men had so much raw, potent sexuality there was no comparison. Her ex-husband was a moron. And she’d missed out on years of phenomenal sex.
She arched her back, willing him to take more of her nipple into his mouth. Seth dropped to his knees, grasping both breasts in his hands and licking first one nipple, then the other.
“You’re shaking, Abby,” Mike said. “I think you have very sensitive nipples. Does it make your pussy even wetter when Seth sucks them?”
“Yes.”
He reached behind her and lifted her dress, his hand on the bare skin of her buttocks nearly driving her to the floor. But he wrapped an arm around her waist, refusing to let her fall.
“Mmm, such smooth, soft skin. And these sexy little stockings and garter. Did you dress to seduce Seth and me tonight, Abby?”
“Yes.”
“Did you fantasize about fucking us?”
“Yes.”
“Take her panties off, Seth.”
Seth trained his gaze on her face, then slipped his hands under her dress, sliding his palms over her thighs and reaching for the strings of her thong. He dragged the panties down her legs, and she stepped out of them.
“I can smell you,” Seth said. “Like a sweet, musky honey, Abby. It makes me so goddamn hot.” He rubbed his thumb over her panties. “And these are soaked.”
She wasn’t going to be able to stand up much longer. If Mike wasn’t holding onto her, she’d have collapsed. She couldn’t handle this much arousal, these overwhelming sensations. And they were just playing with her right now. The really serious stuff hadn’t even started yet. Her heart was racing, she was breathing in a fast, panting rhythm, and there was no way she could form a coherent sentence.
“You’re doing fine, baby,” Mike said in answer to her unspoken thoughts. “We know this is a new experience for you. Just relax and let us take care of you.”
Take care of her? If it got any hotter than this, she was going to pass out and miss the whole experience.
“Ever known a woman like Abby, Mike?” Seth asked. “You’re like this sweet, innocent little thing. But there’s a fire burning inside you, Abby. A spark waiting for a flame.”
“You just needed us to light you up,” Mike replied, palming her buttocks and slipping his hand between them.
She couldn’t help it. It had been so long since a man had touched her pussy. When she felt Mike’s warm, hot hand cup her, she let out a shaky whimper.
“Shh, it’s okay.” He rocked his palm