“Good.” Her hand finds the waistband of his pants, before she pulls him tight against her. “Then you may resume.”
Lawson chuckles. And then, his mouth crashes against hers.
I watch with rapt attention as the two of them devour one another, my cock growing harder in my pants by the second. And when Lawson pulls off Abigail’s sweater, a low groan rumblesfrom Lincoln’s chest, and when Lawson unbuttons her jeans and starts working them over her hips, Jasper snaps.
“Fuck it,” he says before crossing the room in three determined strides.
My eyes don’t leave them as Jasper stands behind Abbie and works her jeans off her. They don’t leave them as Lawson and Jas free themselves of the rest of their clothes. They don’t leave them as Lawson literally rips her panties from her body before biting at her nipple through the red lace of her bra. And they don’t leave them as Jasper spins her around, pushes her to her knees, and slides his cock into her mouth, all while Lawson fists her red strands.
As a matter of fact, my eyes don’t leave the three of them until Lincoln’s voice cuts through their sounds of pleasure, and when I look at him, I find he’s just as naked as the three of them. “Bring her to the bed,” he says, his voice now rough with desire.
Jasper’s nostrils flare, and his jaw clenches as he slides himself to the back of Abigail’s throat for one long moment before he exhales a shaky breath and grabs her under the arms. He lifts her from the floor, causing Lawson to break his hold on her hair,and she instinctively wraps her legs around him as he carries her to the bed. Following behind, Lawson shares a long look with his brother, then over to me.
One that says, “Take her. Own her. Worship her. But… be careful.”
“This has gotta go,” Jasper murmurs while kissing along her jaw and down her neck, all while removing her bra and throwing across the room. There’s a brief moment where I recognize the clothes lying haphazardly across Lincoln’s room, and I smile to myself when I realize I don’t have the compulsive urge to clean it all up. To make everything “just so.”
“God,Jas,”Abigail moans, drawing my attention back to where she is on the bed. Her hands are curled in Jasper’s hair,and her head is tipped back. The ends of her auburn strands dust the bedding while Jas tugs at her nipples with his teeth.
A split second later, Jasper’s situating himself so he’s leaning against Lincoln’s headboard, his legs spread wide. He moves his fingers in a come-hither motion and utters, “Crawl to me, Abbie Girl.”
Chapter forty-nine
Abigail
Crawltome,AbbieGirl.”
Never in a million years did I think those words would send such a fierce rush of arousal to my pussy that I’m pretty sure I can feel it running down my leg.
But it did.
And holy hell, do I want to do it.
I’ve never been ashamed or shy in the bedroom. But I’ve also never trusted someone like this—so openly, so freely. Let alone four someones.
They make me want things I’ve never wanted before.
Things that feel adventurous.
Fun.
Exhilarating.
I feel safe with them. Completely. And I think I’d do just about anything they asked of me. Hell, I’m pretty sure if I climbed off this bed right now and told one ofthemto crawl, he would without hesitation.
Actually—
No, Abs. Focus. A different time
Biting my lip, I climb onto the bed on all fours up the mattress until I’m between Jasper’s legs. My eyes move from his down to his cock as he wraps his palm around it and gives it one, then two firm strokes, causing a bead of precum to leak at the tip.
I lick my lips.
Jasper moans. “You want more?”
“Yes,” I answer without hesitation, as I feel someone climb onto the bed behind me.
Cedarwood.
