Triple Beat-nook(19)

“Jesus,” he muttered, just before he leaned down and took one of her tight nipples into his mouth.

Dani reared back, not to escape, but in response to the sheer bliss of it. Bryson was right there behind her, keeping her in place, holding her steady for Aiden’s ministrations.

“Oh my God,” she said when he increased the suction. “Aiden.”

Her mind whirled, trying to land on what exactly was happening, but it felt as if her brain had shut down, taken a vacation. All that was left was a body that made decisions based solely on sensation.

And it liked what was happening.

A lot.

She felt rather than saw Bryson shift, his head lifting from the pillow to watch as Aiden continued to drive her closer to heavenly insanity with his lips on her breast.

“So f*cking hot,” Bryson said, his voice more breath than sound. He added his own brand of fuel to the fire when he released her hip, his hand coming around her, lower.

She jerked once more when Bryson’s fingers grazed her mound, still covered by her cotton panties. Her face flushed when she considered what he must be feeling.

She was wet. Really wet.

Bryson confirmed that fact with an approving moan that he followed with a soft kiss to her ear. “God, Dani. Baby.” She wasn’t sure she’d ever heard that tone of awe in Bryson’s voice. He was a hard man to impress. She liked to tease him, calling him the world’s biggest cynic.

“Bryson,” she said when his fingers dipped beneath the elastic, grazing her clit.

She saw stars. Instantly.

“Fuck. Me.”

Both men froze. Dani could practically feel them trying to work out if she’d just issued an invitation or simply voiced an exclamation. She sort of wondered the same.

Her damn thoughtless, selfish body answered first. “Please.”

Aiden lifted his head from her breast, capturing her gaze. Meanwhile, Bryson forged on. He stroked her clit again, harder this time, applying just the right amount of pressure. Dani lost sight of Aiden as her eyelids drifted shut. She was too overwhelmed, too ready for the next adventure to attempt any sort of focus.

Aiden’s hand landed on top of Bryson’s still buried beneath her panties. She suspected he meant to stop what was happening, but what he’d actually done was push Bryson’s fingers deeper. The tips of them grazed the opening to her body. She gasped, her hips flying toward the touch, seeking out more.

Whatever Aiden’s original intention, it appeared he’d lost sight of it. “Jesus, Dani. You’re so wet.”

She would have expected that comment to embarrass her, to leave her blushing. Instead it sent another rush of moisture to her *.

Dani was beyond all reason. Her libido had taken complete control. She reached for her shirt and tugged it over her head, hoping it would offer her some air, cool her off. She was on fire.

Aiden and Bryson took action the moment her breasts were bared. Aiden cupped both her breasts in his hands, his mouth moving from nipple to nipple as he sucked, nipped and pinched.

Bryson tugged her panties down, not stopping until they’d cleared her feet. “Put her on her back.”

Dani was tempted to remind Bryson she was there and perfectly capable of moving, but as Aiden lightly pushed on her shoulder, shifting her into position, she realized that somewhere along the line, she’d gone boneless along with mindless.

Aiden quickly resumed his place at her breasts, but that touch became secondary to the new one Bryson introduced.

He shifted on the mattress until he was kneeling between her suddenly outstretched legs. Bryson had lost no time pressing them open. It was as if she was made of clay and he was the master sculptor. A streak of electricity ran along her spine as the word master took on another meaning.

The men were definitely in control here. That wasn’t something she’d ever experienced before, her previous affairs more a game of give and take, tit for tat.

Tonight, she’d relinquished the reins without even realizing it. It didn’t appear Bryson or Aiden were in any hurry to give them back.

She hissed when Bryson leaned down, sucking her clit into his mouth. Her back arched off the mattress.

She’d never been the object of such wicked, wonderful attention. It was too damn much and she struggled to hold on.

“Please,” she said again. She had no idea what the hell she was asking for, but it didn’t matter. Neither man stopped.

Aiden pinched one nipple as he continued to suck on the other. Bryson pressed two thick fingers inside her * as he nipped at her clit.