Fever (Breathless #2)(10)

And then he left her and cool air brushed over her skin, eliciting a wake of chill bumps.

Ash delved his fingers into her hair, brushing the strands back in repeated, gentle motions as he positioned himself in front of her. Up on his knees, he angled his c**k to slide it back into her mouth. He kept one hand in her hair and with the other, he caressed her cheek and jaw, petting and coaxing her as he inched his way past her lips.

His scent filled her nostrils as his taste filled her mouth.

And then Jace was back, his hands covering and caressing her ass. He kissed the small of her back again and then let his tongue slide up her spine. She shivered to her toes and closed her eyes as Ash thrust deeper into her mouth.

She wanted Jace inside her. Needed it. Wanted him filling her over and over, pushing away the darkness, warming her from the inside out.

Finally, Jace cupped one hand over her ass and, with his other hand, guided his c**k to her entrance. He rubbed the condom-covered tip from the mouth of her pu**y down over her clit and then up again to glide through her wetness. He was testing, ensuring she was ready. She fidgeted and then gasped out a please around Ash’s cock.

Jace went still. So still that for a moment she thought she’d done wrong. And then he pushed inward. His hand tightened on her ass and she realized what his restraint was costing him. He seemed so afraid of hurting her. Did she seem so fragile to him? What had he seen in her eyes that would make him all but insult his best friend and make him treat her so reverently?

“Beautiful,” Ash murmured as he stroked inside her mouth again.

“Beautiful,” Jace echoed.

Jace pushed in to maximum depth, his balls straining against her mound. Then he held himself there, his hands sliding over her back, eliciting strong shivers from her very core. She closed her eyes, loving the sensation of being filled, so full she stretched around his erection. Each movement through hypersensitive tissues made her twitch and quiver.

He withdrew and then rocked forward again, slow and sensual, utterly controlled. She didn’t want control. She wanted him to lose it. To bury himself hard and fierce. She wanted to get lost, immerse herself so deeply in the experience that she thought of nothing else but the breathtaking pleasure she knew they would give her.

She pushed back against Jace, her mouth sliding over Ash’s rigid penis, his taste rough, masculine on her tongue.

Jace smacked his hand over her ass, startling her, but the sensation wrenched a groan from her mouth, vibrating over Ash’s cock.

“Patience, baby,” Jace murmured. “Want to make this good. You’re so f**king sweet. Don’t want it to be over too quickly.”

“Fucking hell,” Ash moaned when her tongue swirled around the mushroom head of his cock. “Not going to last this way. Her mouth is like silk.”

She smiled, suddenly confident in her ability to make them as crazy as they were making her.

“Sweetheart, you keep working that mouth around my dick the way you are, I’m going to come all over that tongue, and like Jace said, definitely don’t want this over with too quickly. Want to f**k that mouth for as long as possible.”

Jace’s hands tightened on her ass. His entire body went tense but she knew it wasn’t from impending release. He seemed . . . agitated. Every time Ash spoke, Jace went rigid. Almost like he wanted to forget the other man was present. How weird was that? It was obvious from the way Ash had spoken that this was not an unusual practice for them. She briefly wondered if they swung both ways, but they’d kept a careful distance from each other. There’d been nothing to hint that they were remotely attracted to each other. Now her? They were definitely attracted—at least physically—to her.

Jace resumed his careful thrusts, his c**k growing larger with every push. He seemed near to exploding and she wondered if she would even be able to accommodate him if he got any bigger. But the sensation of so much c**k stuffed into her pu**y was amazing.

He withdrew, dragging the head of his c**k to the mouth of her pu**y then pulled out even more until the tip barely rimmed her opening. Then he shoved in, quick, hard, hot.

She gasped and her entire body spasmed. She shook uncontrollably, her hands suddenly weak and unable to support her. Her arms folded and Ash caught her, going down to a sitting position so her mouth was still solidly around his erection. He caressed her hair, one hand on her chin, the other stroking through her tresses. It was . . . nice. They seemed so caring, which was stupid of her to even think. They didn’t give a shit about her. She was just pu**y to them. A piece of ass.

“Didn’t say you couldn’t come, sweetheart,” Ash said gruffly. “Just that Jace and I want to last a little longer. You’ll come again. I guarantee that. Don’t hold back. I want that mouth working around my dick while you come and Jace wants that pu**y to grip him like a fist.”

“Ash . . . Shut up,” Jace growled.

Ash went silent, but her body coiled, seemingly released by Ash’s husky words. Her orgasm rose, like flame to dry wood, crackling and blazing out of control. She couldn’t stay still. Ash’s hand tightened at her chin when she threatened to let his c**k fall from her mouth. He pushed in deeper, seeking depth as she pushed back frantically against Jace.

“Please,” she gasped out around Ash’s cock. “Harder, Jace. I need it harder. Please.”

“Fucking hell, Jace. Give it to her,” Ash said in a strained voice.