“Unbutton them,” Kieran instructed, his eyes locked with mine.
I fumbled as I reached for the buttons, the warmth of his palms flat on my chest doing crazy things to my insides. I continued to stare up at him while I freed each button as though it didn’t matter one bit that we were in a restaurant inside a Vegas hotel. At least on the plane, I would’ve known who could possibly see us. Here, the possibilities were endless.
And again, the fact that anyone could walk in only stoked the flames, made my body burn hotter.
I heard more than saw Knox move, unsure where he went, what he was doing.
“Now the bra,” Kieran said, his fingertips dipping beneath the lace.
I flicked the front clasp, letting the cups fall away, freeing my breasts, the cool air caressing my overheated skin seconds before Kieran’s big hands covered me, kneading my sensitive breasts.
I moaned softly, encouraging him to continue.
Much to my dismay, he stopped what he was doing, walking around to stand in front of me. I tipped my head down to watch as he reached for my hand, helped me to my feet. I let him lead, let him help me onto the table we’d just shared dinner at. Everything had been cleared away, including the wineglasses, but I had no idea who’d done it. Knox? Someone else?
It didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was the fact that Kieran’s mouth was on mine, his hands caressing my skin beneath my open shirt. He didn’t remove it, just pushed the sides apart so that my torso was bared. His hands were firm as he manhandled me down to the table, forceful but not rough. I found I enjoyed him taking control, shifting from the reverent lover to the demanding man who wanted something from me.
I reclined to my back, felt a big hand slide over my head. I looked up to see Knox standing there, his eyes on where Kieran was touching me.
Two sets of hands were on me then, caressing, awakening nerve endings as they traded places, Kieran coming to stand near my head, Knox between my legs.
They positioned me so that my head was at the edge of the table. A moment later, Kieran had freed his cock and was angling it toward my mouth. I shifted, dropping my head back so that my neck arched, my head hanging over the edge. He fed his cock into my mouth, and I wrapped my lips around him. A second later, warm breath fanned over my thighs. I inhaled sharply when Knox pulled my panties aside, his mouth covering my pussy.
Never in a million years had I ever thought I’d be with two men at one time, but this was the second time they’d both hand their hands on me simultaneously. The first time was in my bedroom when Kieran had held me up while Knox licked me to orgasm. I would’ve been lying if I said I didn’t like it. No, it was more than liking it. I craved it, wanted to explore everything these two men could give me, and I didn’t give a damn about anything else. I felt free when I was with them.
“Sweetcailín,” Kieran crooned, his hand cupping the side of my face as he pumped his hips, fucking my mouth with slow, easy strokes. Between my legs, Knox was tormenting my clit with light, gentle flicks. It was just enough sensation to coil my insides, to make my clit pulse with need and warmth stir in my womb.
Knox dipped two fingers inside me, and I groaned around the cock filling my mouth. I was on the verge of orgasm, my body trembling. I tried to focus, but it wasn’t easy. They were overwhelming me in the best way.
When Kieran pinched my nipples, plucking them roughly, I cried out, the band of tension snapping as I came.
“Fuck, that’s sweet,” Kieran growled, pulling his cock from my mouth.
I grunted, not wanting him to stop. It earned me a chuckle as he tucked his cock away.
“Let’s take this upstairs,” Knox said, helping me to sit up after he set my panties back in place and brushed down my skirt.
I sat up on the table, stared up at him as he fixed my bra, then buttoned my shirt. “You worried someone might see?”
He stood tall, met my gaze. “No.”
“Then why are we leaving?”
His eyebrow rose slowly. “Because for what I have in mind, we need a hell of a lot more space.”
When his mouth lowered to mine, I kissed him roughly, letting him feel my desperation. I could taste myself on his lips, and it did something strange to my insides. I was becoming addicted to this, to them, and I wasn’t ready for the evening to be over.
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Knox
It took every ounce of control Ipossessed not to drag Emily through the resort on our way to the penthouse residence.
It took every ounce of control I possessed not to impale her on my cock right there in the elevator.
I’d admitted she was my obsession, had been since she was fifteen years old, and I’d had no choice but to stay the hell away from her. I’d been drawn to her sweet innocence and her devastating beauty. Still was.
However, the woman she’d become … I was captivated by her. Enthralled. Every minute I spent in her presence, I learned something new, and it was both exciting and terrifying at the same time. She was far more than I’d ever thought possible, which meant my desire to possess her only intensified with each new layer she revealed.
