Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 125936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
She let her head fall back against Hale’s strong shoulder, and somehow his mouth found hers. This wasn’t the soft kiss he’d given her before. This kiss was dominating and overwhelming. He released one of her arms so he could cup her cheek and gain more access. His tongue moved over her lips and she opened for him, giving him exactly what he wanted. He surged inside, stroking against her tongue and reminding her how good it could feel to give over to the needs of her body.
Van stood up and his hands went to the button of her jeans, undoing it and letting his fingers tease inside. “Look at me, Elisa. It’s my turn.”
Hale shifted and she found herself being offered up to Van, who looked so much taller and bigger than he had before. His fun, charming persona had fled, and she was left with a man who knew exactly what he wanted and it was her and he was going to devour her. She was going to love it.
Van put a hand on either side of her face and lowered his mouth to hers. “You’ll find we’re good at taking turns, but we need to have a talk about how this is going to work if we keep doing it.” He ran his tongue over her bottom lip, and she felt that in her pussy. “I suspect you don’t have a lot of experience with double penetration.”
She’d known what they would want, and she’d decided she was open to the experience. Life was short and she needed to live it for once. She was throwing caution to the wind. “I can handle it.”
“Not yet, you can’t.” Hale tugged at her jeans, pulling them down around her thighs. “If you don’t have experience with anal sex, we’ll have to make sure you’re ready. It’ll be fun. We can take our time and do it right.”
Van leaned over and picked her up, carrying her to the bed.
She was tall and not slight by any definition. Years of military work had given her muscle, and she’d put back on most of the weight she’d lost during chemo and radiation. No one had ever picked her up and carried her before. At least not since she was a child.
Van set her on top of the bed and then they were stripping her down, pulling off her boots and socks, easing her jeans off. She was quickly down to nothing but her cotton undies, and she was pretty sure those were already soaked with arousal.
When she was naked, with their gorgeous faces staring down at her, she let go of any thought that there wasn’t a place for sex in her life anymore. She realized that was what had been in the back of her mind. She’d tried and failed and had been ready to put that part of her life behind a door and lock it away. Between the divorce and cancer, she’d dismissed her body as one more part of her life that had failed her. But she’d been the one who’d failed. Failed to try again. Failed to have some faith. Failed to appreciate the wonderous instrument her body was.
It didn’t matter that this wouldn’t last forever. She’d gone into every relationship she’d ever been in with the thought that she would make it work or die trying. Not everything had to be forever. Life wasn’t the zero-sum game her mother had made it out to be. It could be made of experiences, and she was ready for this one.
Van moved to the foot of the bed, taking her ankles and dragging her down so her ass was on the edge of the bed. “Put your feet on my shoulders.”
Her heart rate tripled as she realized what he was about to do. It had been so long since she’d felt worshipped and adored in a physical way. She shoved aside any thought of being embarrassed about how awkward it was to place her feet on his broad shoulders and open herself fully to him. That emotion had zero place in the here and now. He’d asked her to do it. He wanted to see her pussy, to get his mouth on her.
Hale moved in behind his partner, his eyes going straight to that part of her that was now fully on display. “Damn, she’s pretty.”
“There’s a reason we were fighting over her,” Van said with a chuckle.
They hadn’t been fighting over who got to date her. They’d been fighting for the right to see her together. It made a girl feel pretty fucking special.
Then Van leaned over, and she couldn’t feel anything but the velvet swipe of his tongue.
She let out a shuddering breath and her eyes closed as she concentrated on the feeling of his mouth on her pussy. She let herself float as Van went to work, licking and sucking and sending her to crazy heights.