Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
“I'm not sure I should—”
“Then let's find out for sure.” Thunder moves past my thighs and up to my hips, where his fingertips slip underneath the hem of my shirt. The touch of his rough fingers against my bare stomach is indescribable.
Lightning hooks a finger under my chin and makes me look up at him. His eyes are smoldering dark chocolate pools, drawing me in. So much that it's not until his lips touch mine that I realize exactly how close we’ve gotten.
It's not my first kiss, but it might as well be, because no one's ever kissed me like this. He tightens his grip in my hair until it pulls at the roots, and holds me in place as he kisses me senseless, his thick tongue playing with mine, claiming with an intensity that I can feel all the way down in my toes. My core just went from pretty hot, straight to being a soaking molten mess.
There's a sudden release at my waist, and I realize Thunder just popped open my jeans.
Oh wow, but…
It's like a warning shot, because he slides his hand up over my stomach instead of moving further down. He caresses me, his fingertips playing along my sides and just skirting the sensitive skin below my breasts. Teasing me, testing me. Daring me to react.
Lightning pulls away, though he doesn't relax his grip. I don't have a choice but to look up at him, not that it's a hardship. My eyes go right to those full lips that I want right back on mine. I'm breathing hard, and they haven't even done anything to me yet. Not really.
But I think they're going to.
And I think I want it.
11
HARPER
Lightning tears off my shirt, pulling it over my head and throwing it across the room. We crash back together, breathing hard as he presses his lips against mine with so much ferocity it stings. But I’m right there with him, my tongue demanding that he help me forget everything. Thunder slides into position behind me, trapping me between their two powerful bodies.
“Is this what you need, honey?” Thunder rumbles in my ear, his hands sliding up my ribs to cover my breasts. My moan is all the answer he needs.
My bra offers no protection from his clever fingers, and he easily finds my hard nipples through the soft fabric, rolling them between his thumbs and index fingers. Sparks light a trail of fire from the tips of my breasts straight to between my legs.
Lightning pulls away, but only to turn me towards his brother, whose mouth eagerly takes his place. Their mouths and bodies feel identical, but their techniques aren't. Lightning kissed me like the world was ending and we had to make every second count. Thunder takes his time. He’s demanding and in control. As he makes me his own, he pulls the cups of my bra down, freeing my breasts for them both to see and touch. Skin on skin, every touch is intoxicating.
Tangled together on the bed, the three of us move together in sync. I feel the button on my jeans come loose, and then Lightning is tugging them down over my hips. I gasp into Thunder’s mouth, when I realize my panties are coming with them.
What am I doing? This is about as far as I’ve ever gone before, and now I’m about to do it with two guys I just met? And they're twins!
I force my head back. “Wait, maybe—”
“Shh.” Thunder puts a finger on my lips. “This is just a little taste to take the edge off. You deserve to have a little fun before the shit hits the fan again.”
Screw it. So much has gone wrong the last few days. Weeks. Years, even. He’s right. Why shouldn't I let myself be a little wild?
So when my jeans slip over my feet, I don't fight it. Lightning presses a kiss to my thigh, following it up with a gentle nip of his teeth. They position me so my butt's right on the edge of the bed. The only things I’m left wearing are my socks and my bra, which isn't hiding anything with the cups pulled down.
Thunder leans in and latches his lips around my nipple.
Oh my God.
His hair is short, but I grip what I can with both hands and hold on tight. The hot swirl of his dexterous tongue around my sensitive bud has my breath coming in moaning gasps. I arch my back, pressing my breast up into his hungry mouth. My grip on his hair tightens, but if it hurts, he doesn't show it. If anything, he kisses and nibbles my skin even harder.
I lose track of Lightning for a minute, but there's no mistaking his big strong hands as he grabs the backs of my thighs and pushes my legs back. My first reaction is to resist, but maybe that's just years of always making the sensible choice. And look what that got me. Nothing! Right now, all I want is to let him do whatever he pleases. I relax and he opens me to him.