“Don’t stop on our account.” Rafe stayed halfway between me and the door.
The look in his eyes was enough to melt my bones and make me want to beg him to repeat what we’d done in his office.
Ash framed my face in his hands and picked up where we’d left off.
23
ASH
Mine.
Ours.
It was close enough to the same thing that I had no trouble sharing Noelle with Rafe and Bishop.
I kissed my way up the side of Noelle’s neck. She shuddered in that delicious way of hers that immediately tightened my cock.
I ran my tongue along her collarbone and hiked her leg up for better access with my hand.
Her head fell back, a low moan vibrating her throat.
The sound turned my desire from fifty to a hundred in a blink.
I raised my head and speared my fingers through her hair. “I have an idea.”
Rafe and Bishop closed in from either side of me. Their gazes locked on Noelle, but Rafe spared me a look.
I read him in an instant.
He was down with whatever I had in mind.
“Get on the table, Noelle.” I turned her around and pulled her dress up over her head, revealing a sexy as hell bra and panty set that was barely more than scraps of red lace. “You had ideas too.”
Her cheeks flushed but she didn’t bother denying it.
“We didn’t mean to interrupt,” Bishop started.
Noelle silenced him with a hand on his chest.
Rafe took another step closer. “We’re happy to watch. If that’s what you want.”
Noelle’s gaze flicked from me to Rafe, then to Bishop and back to me.
I raised one shoulder in a shrug while walking backward to the refrigerator. “It’s up to you. I’m going to enjoy myself either way.” I opened the door and grabbed the can of whipped cream and a jar of maraschino cherries.
Noelle’s eyes widened a fraction. “What’s that for?”
“Me.” My smile probably looked as wicked as I felt. “I need you to get on the table. Now.” I pointed with the spray can. “I’m starving, and the only thing that’s going to satisfy me is eating off your naked body.”
“Fuck.” Rafe speared a hand through his hair before adjusting his pants.
I knew the feeling.
Thankfully, I’d come down in nothing but my boxers.
My cock tented the apron wrapped around my waist. I untied the string and let it fall to the floor.
Noelle scooted to the table and braced her palms on the edge.
