Ours (Strength & Heat Trilogy #3) Read Online T.O. Smith

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark Tags Authors: Series: Strength & Heat Trilogy Series by T.O. Smith
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Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 110549 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 368(@300wpm)
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I blushed. He grinned down at me before he gently pushed me toward the exit of the kitchen and lightly tapped me on my ass. “Go.”

I walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs, listening for the sounds of Jessie. The shower was running, and by the sound the water was making when it hit the shower floor, Jessie was already in there.

I quickly shucked my clothes, leaving me naked. He didn’t hear me as I stepped into the bathroom, and I was as quiet as possible when I stepped into the shower. I patiently waited as he finished rinsing his hair for him to notice me.

When he opened his eyes, my cheeks tinted red as I shyly smiled at him. “Hi,” I whispered.

“Fuck,” he growled as he fisted his cock, slowly stroking it as he ran his eyes over me. “Come here.”

I instantly moved toward him, licking my lips as I did so. He reached up and grabbed a handful of my hair, yanking my head back so he could cover my lips with his. I moaned and reached up to run my hands over his perfect, toned body. A shudder wracked his frame. “Fuck, I need you,” he rasped against my lips.

“Take me, then, Jessie.”

He released his cock and gripped my ass, easily lifting me as if I weighed nothing, though I knew I weighed a little over a hundred and sixty pounds. I gasped and gripped his shoulders, linking my legs around his hips.

“I promise I’ll make this up to you,” he grumbled as he lined his cock up, getting ready to slide into me.

“Don’t worry about it.” I gasped when he slipped inside the tiniest bit, a moan falling from my lips. “Lincoln did that earlier.”

Jessie growled, then pushed the rest of the way into me. I dug my nails into his shoulders as he began to fuck me hard against the wall, his lips running over every part of my body that he could reach. I knew Lincoln could hear me downstairs, but I didn’t care.

I wanted my men both together and separately.

And fuck, I loved being taken by them.

I cried out Jessie’s name as I came, my body shuddering, my nails biting so hard into his shoulders that I felt his blood well under my fingertips.

“Yes,” Jessie growled as he began to fuck me harder, faster. “Let Lincoln fucking hear you, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful—so goddamn perfect.”

“Jessie!” I cried out, coming a second time. Jessie shouted my name as he came hard inside of me, his arms coming up to circle around me. I tightened my thighs around his hips, clinging onto him for dear life as he rode us both down, my body shaking in his arms.

“Don’t put me down,” I begged him. “I don’t think I can stand,” I told him honestly.

He released a husky laugh. “Your other man has to come get you then, baby girl. You need to clean up.”

I nodded and reached up to cover my ears as Jessie shouted for Lincoln. A few moments later, Lincoln stepped into the bathroom, his lips tilting up into a sexy grin when his eyes landed on me.

“Can’t stand?” Lincoln asked me as he quickly stripped out of his clothes.

I shook my head, my cheeks coloring. Jessie laughed again and pressed his lips to my temple. Lincoln stepped into the shower. “I have to make this quick,” he told me. “Steaks are due to come out of the oven in a few minutes.”

“Okay,” I softly replied. Jessie eased me into Lincoln’s arms, where the two men managed to clean me up. Deciding not to dress me, Lincoln only wrapped me up in my robe before he carried me downstairs and set me on the kitchen counter so he could finish making dinner.

“Those pregnancy hormones are going to put you into a small coma one of these days,” Lincoln teased when I yawned. Leaning over, he pulled the steaks out of the oven.

I blushed. “I um, I just like being with you guys,” I told him honestly. I swallowed thickly. “I feel s-special,” I stuttered out as he placed the pan on a pair of oven mitts.

Lincoln stepped between my legs, and I placed my hands on his shirtless chest, a soft sigh leaving my lips when I felt his strong heartbeat beneath my palms. “You are special,” he told me. “You’re special to both of us, West. We love you, and we adore the ground you walk on. We want to take care of you, fulfill every need, every want, every damn fantasy you have.”

“Quit hogging our woman,” Jessie complained as he came into the kitchen.

Lincoln pressed a soft, slow kiss to my lips before he stepped back. Jessie quickly took his place, his hands sliding along my thighs as he leaned forward to kiss me, his lips slowly working with mine. I moaned, running my hands over his biceps, trailing them over to his chest.



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