He’s right there, sliding a hand down her front, past her belly button to the apex of her thighs.
“Spread those pretty thighs for him, babe.”
Her grip on my cock tightens, torturing me withslow strokes. My head falls forward, and our foreheads touch.
Alex climbs onto the bed behind us, and I can just imagine that big body stretched out, cock pointed to the sky.
“So wet,” Gabe confirms. His hand stays between her thighs, fingers moving in a way that makes her hips shudder.
I drop a hand to her breasts, tracing the edge of her bra. My light touch makes her chest lift, eager for more.
“King—”
“You whimper my name so nicely.”
Abandoning the bra, I wrap my hand around her throat. Her pulse skips a beat, then thunders against my palm. Fuck, this is straight out of my dreams. So soft and yearning beneath my hands.
“Who are you?” she asks, breathless. The question is laced with confusion but not apprehension. More like genuine curiosity, thank goodness.
“I’m me. The man who’s loved you from afar for so long.”
She lets go of my cock, lifting her hand to my face. Her fingertips glide over my skin in the briefest of touches. “You’re here now.”
Gabe snakes his other arm around her middle, holding her to him. Her lashes droop as she relaxes inhis hold, giving herself over to the pleasure of his talented fingers. There’s something to be said for computer geeks who can type a bazillion words a minute.
She’s so damn beautiful in his arms, so curvy against the lean planes of him.
“That’s it, Princess,” he murmurs against her temple.
She drops a hand back to clasp his thigh, and as her other hand starts to fall away from my cheek, I snag the tip of her pointer finger between my teeth. Her gasp is so fucking sexy, and so is the way her eyes flash with mischief and need as they meet mine.
Tipping her head back against Gabe’s shoulder, her hips move in a steady circle, pressing her clit against his fingers exactly when she needs it.
“I want a taste,” I tell him.
Katherine protests weakly as he lifts his hand to my lips. I open and suck both of their fingers inside, moaning as her sweetness hits my tongue. Delicious and so uniquely Wildfire.
I bob my head, simulating a blow job, sinking deeper around Gabe’s fingers.
They gasp in unison, so soft and hungry.
Shooting them both a lusty look, I pull my head back, letting their digits pop free. Quickly, I grab their wrists and drape them over my shoulder. Withone hand around Katherine’s waist, I crowd closer and spear my fingers through Gabe’s hair, pulling him into a kiss. Hot. Wet. A tangle of tongues that leaves us both panting for air. I’m not done yet, though.
Swooping down, I capture Wildfire’s lips, immediately deepening the kiss, letting her taste herself. Giving her a hint of what’s to come. Tonight is about coming together, a union she’ll never second-guess. She strains against me, back arching, hips undulating between us like a seductive wave.
“Need you,” she says against my lips, nails scraping the nape of my neck.
I shiver beneath her touch and lift my head. Her eyes are glassy with lust. And just like that, she’s done being a passenger princess.
I see the change in her like the flip of a light switch.
“And you’re going to have us. Gabe—lube.”
He melts away. “On it.”
As he disappears into the bathroom, I slide in behind her, turning us to the bed where Alex slowly jacks himself as he watches.
“You want him, Wildfire?”
