Soul Possession(29)

Oh hell. She had a buzz going on that had nothing to do with alcohol and everything to do with an overdose of sexy, seductive males.

She ducked her head for a moment, but Rick put a finger underneath her chin and gently nudged upward. His smile was warm and delighted as he took in her shyness.

“Come here,” he said huskily.

Rick pulled Jessie into his arms until she straddled his lap. Arms full of naked, sweet woman…Was there anything better? Her pink-stained cheeks were adorable and the way she peeked at him and Truitt made his heart squeeze.

“Now tell us what you want.”

She smiled shyly again and glanced over at Truitt, who was every bit as captivated as Rick was.

“I want you both. Like last time. Can we do that again?”

“You mean both at the same time, one in your pu**y and one in your ass?” Truitt asked.

Rick winced at just how bluntly it came across but Jessie’s breathing sped up. She seemed to like the crudeness of his explanation.

She nodded, her bottom lip caught firmly between her teeth. He was intrigued by the mix of sensual tigress and shy kitten. At first she’d seemed determined and comfortable to take the initiative and be aggressive with her wants and needs. Then she’d backed off and had become shy and self-conscious.

He wondered if she even knew how beautiful he and Truitt found her. Or how desirable. Or how he couldn’t look at her without his gut twisting into a knot.

He reached up to push her hair over her ear, stroking his fingers through the thick tresses. He let his hand wander down her body, over the generous curves of her br**sts, to her waist and then to her hips.

“You’re beautiful, Jessie,” he said hoarsely. “So beautiful that my hands shake around you.”

She stared back at him, eyes wide and surprised. Happiness exploded deep in their warm brown depths and she sparkled. It was the only word to describe the way she lit up.

He leaned forward, wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her flush against his body. Her br**sts pressed against his chest, soft and silky. He nibbled delicately at her neck, inhaling her scent as he kissed his way up to her mouth.

“What I want to do is lay you out between me and Tru and shower you with so much love that you damn near pass out.”

She moaned softly and went limp against him, her curves melded to his harder body. Carefully he leaned forward, holding her as he lowered her to the bed.

She landed with the softest of bounces, her hair splaying out around her head. She stared up at him and Truitt with lazy, passion-drugged eyes that practically begged for them to touch her.

As if she ever needed to beg them for anything.

Truitt stood and rapidly pulled his clothing off in impatient jerks. Then he crawled back onto the bed and stretched out next to Jessie.

Rick backed off the bed as well but he was slower to undress, his gaze never leaving Jessie as she focused on Truitt and the gentle caresses he bestowed on her.

Truitt rose over her, part of his body shielding her from Rick’s view. He lowered his mouth to kiss her, his hand going to her body to pull her even closer. It was a possessive move that Rick understood. Even though they were both in a position of having to share a woman they cared deeply for, there was still a part of them that screamed she was theirs and they wanted to somehow brand her.

He wasn’t threatened by Truitt’s desire to possess Jessie. He understood it all too well. And in time, when they weren’t both so consumed in the newness of this relationship, they would both have time with Jessie.

Maybe he should be more concerned with the dynamics of the relationship and worried about the potential pitfalls, but what he knew was that he couldn’t give Jessie up. Neither would Truitt. And if she was willing to take on both of them, she would have the more difficult role. Rick would do whatever it took to ensure she was happy and secure with them both.

He made a quick grab for condoms in the nightstand, tossed the packets onto the bed and then slid back onto the mattress so he could view firsthand the luscious, sweet woman he’d lost his heart to.

Truitt’s fingers were between her legs, petting and coaxing their way through the soft folds of her pu**y even as his tongue tangled hotly with hers. Rick bent down to suck her nipple into his mouth, and she arched immediately, her soft cry explosive in the quiet room.

Truitt moved slightly to the side to allow Rick more room, and Rick slid his own hand down her belly through the curls to stroke her clitoris while Truitt teased her entrance.

“You have to stop,” she groaned.

“Stop? You don’t like it?” Truitt asked.

Her eyes were half lidded and she looked drugged. High on desire and arousal. Her lips were swollen and looked so damn delectable that Rick wanted nothing more than to slide his c**k into that tight mouth.

“I love it,” she gasped out. “I’m about to come and I don’t want it to end so soon.”

Truitt smirked but removed his hand from between her legs.

Rick nuzzled her cheek and then found her mouth, kissing her as he licked over her lips. “I have the perfect position in mind,” he murmured. “I don’t want any pressure on your knee. I want you to be able to lie back and enjoy everything we give you, not worry over whether you’ll hurt yourself.”

“Mmm, and what’s this position?” she asked in her sweet, husky voice.

Remembering how she reacted to Truitt’s raw language, he decided to paint her a very colorful picture of exactly what he had in mind.