Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 107453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
“But the thing is, like we’ve said—this is private,” I say.
“And even if he knew, he’d want to make sure we were treating you right,” Ledger adds.
Aubrey tries to fight off a smile. “Well, you definitely are.”
“But you deserve better than us giving you the silent, broody treatment,” I say.
She lifts her chin. “You’re right. I do.”
Ah, shit. I hope she’s not done with us. “We were jerks in the car,” I add.
“Kind of,” she says.
“You’ve had enough of that,” Ledger says. “You don’t need that from us. We want to be so fucking good to you.”
Her smile grows wider. “You do?”
“Yes,” I say, emphatic. “Because you deserve chocolate-covered strawberries, and champagne, and king-size beds, and three-Michelin-star restaurants, and all the orgasms you could possibly want.”
“That is, if you still want them. And us,” Ledger says, with openness and hope—the same damn hope I feel.
Aubrey’s gaze softens. Her eyes go warm. Then, in a strong, certain voice she says, “What we do behind closed doors is our business. No one else’s. We’re friends in public. But in private we’re…”
With wide eyes, she waits for us to fill in the dots.
Ledger gives a nod that makes it clear he’s taking this one. “We’re your men,” Ledger says, answering her with certainty too.
“We fucking are,” I say.
Her eyes roam over us like she’s a woman who knows exactly what she wants. “Then act like it,” she says.
I grab my phone and make a show of turning it off. Ledger does the same. Once Aubrey’s phone is off too, she says, “That play you mentioned earlier? Show it to me.”
35
JUST THE TIP
Aubrey
Look, I don’t mean to brag, but I’ve always been good at multitasking. I rock at walking and talking, exercising and listening to a book, eating and hanging out with friends. Fun things.
So yeah, bring on the two dicks any second. At the moment, though, these two men are stripping me. Ledger pulls off my sports bra while Dev tugs down my leggings. I’m left standing in the middle of the room in my undies.
But they’re fully clothed, and sometimes a girl just wants to enjoy the view of two hard dicks. “No fair. I want you guys naked. Cocks out,” I say.
I feel more free in bed now than I did last night. Today at the winery, then moments ago, unlocked me. I can speak my mind in bed. I can voice my wishes.
Dev comes at me, and without warning, tosses me over his shoulder.
“Dev!” I shout, but maybe it’s a squeal. I pound his back. Damn, that’s a strong back.
“You’ll get our dicks when you’re good and ready to take them,” he says as he carries me to the bed, then tosses me down on it.
I like that he doesn’t treat me as if I’m delicate. I push up on my elbows, and gaze at the two of them with wide, eager eyes. What will they do to me next? But neither lets on. Dev’s green eyes, flecked with hazel, linger on me. Ledger’s blues travel along my body. They’re appraising me.
Are they going to give me instructions? My skin prickles with dirty hope. I’m about to ask what they want me to do when Dev turns to Ledger. “Let’s get her ridiculously wet,” he says.
News flash: I already am. But I’ll let them find out for themselves.
Only they don’t go for my panties. Dev covers me with his big body, kissing me hard, a little ruthless.
I melt into the bed, reveling in the weight of him on me. But the moment barely lasts. Seconds later, he’s shifting off me, and Ledger’s taking over, devouring my mouth.
They don’t kiss the same, even when they’re rough like this. Dev’s more passionate with deeper, hungrier kisses. Ledger’s merciless, kissing like a hunter.
But both kinds of kisses melt my brain. My thoughts float away, and I can’t even try to catch them.
Soon, Dev’s moving down my body, kissing my breasts then pinching my nipples, all while Ledger continues to own my mouth. It’s so much stimulation. So much foreplay. I feel like a liquid woman. Every touch makes me wetter, then Dev barks out a command: “Push her hands over her head.”
Ledger breaks the kiss to maneuver my wrists toward the top of the bed.
I’m pliant under them. “Do what you want to me,” I say to them as warmth flows through me.
I feel powerful as I give my power to them. They take it, and they devastate me with attention. Ledger grabs my face, holding me roughly as he kisses me, his other hand stretched above us, pinning my wrists tightly to the mattress. Dev travels down my body, flicking his tongue against my nipples, then tugging down my panties.
He slides them off, then groans out a long and carnal, “So fucking pretty.”