Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 65083 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65083 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
But even though I can be an impulsive prick, I’m smart enough to know that now isn’t the time to talk about the type of commitment I want—the commitment we want. We need to go at Lexy’s pace, because if she isn’t happy, then none of this means anything.
While Gage and Thorn talk to her, I go pour myself a glass of Gage’s magical fucking juice, and add a healthy shot of vodka to it, because that was a brilliant idea Lexy had.
When I go back into the living room, my head cooler by a few degrees, the problem-solving discussion has led to its inevitable conclusion: we’ll be discreet, because that’s what Lexy wants.
I’d move us all to the middle of nowhere to be with her, so I suppose limiting our time together to closed-door spaces won’t be so bad. For now.
Meanwhile, I’ll be working on designs for those forehead tattoos.
“You good with that, brother?” Thorn asks, wanting my official buy-in. Lexy is lying between them, her previously angry features melted into submission by their massaging hands. As she wiggles to relax further into them, her shirt rides up, and I get a glimpse of bare, creamy skin that’s going to taste a whole hell of a lot better than Gage’s juice concoction.
“Good as I can be.” I swallow the last of my drink, set my glass on the coffee table, and lean down to stroke my hand up Lexy’s calf. “Are you ready for some more in-depth relaxation?”
She smiles up at me. “I will always want you.”
Something about the way she says it sends a trickle of unease down my spine, but I dismiss it as the emotional fallout of the discussion we’ve just had. One thing I’m confident of is our ability to take care of our woman, on every level possible, and I know tonight will bring us all closer together.
Scooping her up, I carry her into the bedroom and set her on her feet, tugging her close and sealing my mouth to hers. Her answering kiss is tentative at first, not her usual immediate and enthusiastic response, and I can tell part of her mind is still on the social media problem.
Pulling back, I take her face in my hands. “Lex. Is this okay? We just want to take care of you, but we can watch a movie or something instead, if you want.”
“No, I do not want.” She kisses me again, then nips my lower lip. “I want the three of you to drive me out of my mind until I can’t think about anything at all.”
I grin at her. “As you wish.” Thorn and Gage have followed us in, and now they move in close. Maybe this evening isn’t going how I expected, but it’s still going to be damn good.
THORN
As soon as my brother told me he and Gage had been with Lexy at the same time, I was envious. Not for the novelty of the experience, but because more of Lexy is always a good thing.
I’ve never been in a threesome before, let alone a foursome; I like being able to focus on one other person. But this is different. We guys are in sync after a lifetime of knowing each other, and all of us want the same thing: to give her as much pleasure as humanly possible.
We circle her body as we undress her, touching and stroking, kissing and nibbling. As each piece of clothing comes off, we tease her into another layer of arousal. By the time she’s naked from the waist up, her skin is sheened, her breathing ragged.
I end up standing behind her as Kai and Gage each take one of her breasts in their mouths. Her moans deepen while I undo the button on her pants and lower the zipper. Suddenly, she gasps, her body arching, and I realize she’s come without us even touching her clit.
Fuck, that’s hot. My cock is about to poke a hole through my pants. I slide my hand slowly down over her abdomen and inside her panties, knowing I’ll find her wet; but she’s so slick and dripping that I can’t hold back a groan.
“Are you a good girl?” I growl in her ear.
“Sometimes,” she whispers, her voice already hoarse.
“Mmm. Good girls get fucked hard; bad girls get fucked harder.” I part her slippery folds and push one finger into her hot, tight pussy. “Do you want our big hard cocks in your sweet little holes?”
“Oh fuck yes,” she moans, gripping my finger so hard that I almost shoot my load, knowing just how good she’s going to feel when I’m inside her. I stroke in and out of her once, twice, slowly and deliberately. I’m doing my best to keep the heel of my hand away from her clit, tormenting her just a little.