Overheard (Unspoken #2)(20)

He grasped her waist with one hand while he used his other hand to position himself between her legs once more.

The two men rocked against her, each straining with their own release.

She screamed. She couldn’t help it. She’d never ever had such a powerful orgasm, and it scared and thrilled her all at the same time.

She fell forward onto Wes’ chest, and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her and soothing her as she fought to catch her breath.

Luke surged against her ass, pressing her harder onto Wes. He slumped against her for a few seconds before easing out of her and rolling to the side.

She lay panting on Wes. She couldn’t move, couldn’t speak even if she wanted to. His hands slid gently up and down her back, and he kissed the curve of her neck.

“You are one incredible woman, Gracie.”

“That she is,” Luke agreed. “I may never walk again after this weekend.”

Wes rolled Gracie to the side, still cradled in his arms. He pulled out of her and started to sit up.

“Let me get cleaned up, and I’ll be right back.”

As Wes got up to discard the condom, Luke pulled her into his arms and tucked her head under his chin.

“Was that good?” he asked.

She stretched and yawned like a contented cat. “I’m not sure I could deal with it if it got any better. Thank you, Luke. I don’t even know what to say. That was fantastic. I can’t believe you went to so much trouble to make my fantasies real.”

“Trouble? More like my pleasure,” he said. “You’re an incredible woman, Gracie.”

Wes climbed on the other side of her and scooted in close. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder and slid his hand down the curve of her waist.

“Rest up, Gracie girl, and we’ll do it all over again.”

Chapter Eleven

Gracie lay in bed between Luke and Wes and stared up at the ceiling. The euphoria around her had yet to dissipate. Her body still felt tingly and alive on the heels of the most fantastic sex of her life.She glanced over at Luke, unable to control the softening in her chest. The past week with him had been unbelievable. He’d taken their conversations and pieced together her fantasies. He’d made them come alive, and he’d done it because he cared for her.

She wasn’t sure exactly when she’d fallen in love with him. In retrospect, she couldn’t remember a time when she hadn’t felt deeply for him. But the past week had brought it together and shoved it to the forefront. She wanted to be with him.

As if feeling her gaze, he turned his head toward her, his blue eyes glowing with contentment. He reached out a hand to cup her cheek.

“I thought I’d light a fire in the fireplace,” he said.

She nuzzled her cheek into his palm. “Hmmm, I’d like that.”

“Give me five minutes and I’ll be back for you.”

She watched as he got up and pulled his underwear on. Then he disappeared out of the bedroom.

A warm hand slid over the curve of her hip, over her belly and up to cup one of her br**sts. She closed her eyes, enjoying Wes’ caresses.

He nibbled lightly at the curve of her neck as he fingered her ni**les.

“Did I hurt you earlier?” he asked. “I worried I was too big for you.”

She smiled and turned over in his arms. “You won’t find me complaining about your dick size,” she teased. “I thought I’d died and gone to heaven.”

He kissed her lightly, and she felt the penis in question stir to life against her stomach.

“I can’t wait to taste it,” she said in a sultry voice.

“Shit,” Wes muttered. “I can’t wait either.”

“We have about three minutes before Luke is coming back to get me,” she said wickedly. She slid her body farther down the bed until her mouth was even with his erection.

This was the first time she’d gotten this close, and her eyes widened in appreciation. The man was stacked. She licked her lips in anticipation, and Wes flinched beside her.

“God, woman, quit teasing me.”

She laughed huskily and lapped her tongue over the head. He flinched again and dug his hands into her hair. She slid her mouth over him, sucking him deep.

“Oh yeah, baby, suck it. Just like that. Damn.”

She took him as deep as she could, and his breath left him in one long hiss. She pushed him over onto his back and knelt over his hips, shoving her hair out of the way.

She wrapped her fist around the base of his c**k and moved her hand up and down with the motion of her mouth.

“Stop,” he moaned. “Baby, stop before I come.”

He pulled gently at her hair until he was free of her mouth. His chest heaved with exertion, and his eyes glittered brightly as he stared at her.

“Fire’s built,” Luke said from the doorway.

She turned to see him leaning against the doorframe, watching her and Wes. She uncurled her legs and stood up beside the bed. Wes got up as well, and they walked out of the bedroom into the living room.

She curled onto the couch directly in front of the fireplace and sighed in pleasure. To her surprise, Luke sat down beside her and pushed her chest down to the cushions. He pulled her arms behind her back and tied them with the same rope he’d used the previous night.

“Totally and completely at our mercy,” he murmured.