A Question of Trust by Jess Dee Read Free Book Online

more.”
    “Together. I want you to fuck me at the same time,” she cried.
    He pumped his fingers into her a little faster, shaking her senses.
    “And separately. One of you inside me while the other watches.” She hadn’t even known she wanted this until she said it aloud, but now she knew it to be the truth.
    Precome spilled onto the tip of his cock and she licked her lips. “Will it make you hot, baby, me watching, while Connor fucks you?”
    She nodded on a long groan and eyed his dick.
    “You want to suck my cock, baby?”
    More liquid spilled out, coating his tip. Boy, did she ever. She loved the taste of him, the musky salt of his come. Loved the feel of him, the satiny smoothness of his skin stretched taught over his thick erection. “ Yes .”
    “While Connor fucks your pussy?”
    “ Yesssss .”
    He plunged his fingers in a little deeper and pushed her over the edge. She came with thoughts of Gabe and Connor fucking her at the same time. And of them fucking her separately, one while the other watched, and she cried out as sharp blasts of delight tore through her.
    Gabe pumped his dick a little harder, and even as the orgasmic shudders continued, Maddie shuffled backwards, leaned over, and dragged her tongue over the tip of his penis. She could not wait another second to taste him.
     
    ***
     
    Connor stared out of the window, the light from the moon reflecting over the waters of Coogee Beach. He’d given her time to retreat, to gather her wits about her. Given her a chance to assimilate what their kiss had meant. He’d also used the last ten minutes to get his own head sorted out.
    He’d intended for the kiss to be a greeting. An introduction to the world of Connor and Gabe. Instead it had been a crash course in losing his heart. The instant he’d tasted her sweet lips, licked her wet tongue, he’d fallen. Hard. Flirting with her over dinner was fun, provocative. Kissing her was life changing.
    Connor rolled his eyes.
    Whatever the hell that meant. He didn’t want to ponder the workings of his heart right now. He wanted to find Gabe’s girl.
    I’m coming after you, Madeline Jones.
    He walked towards Gabe’s room.
    I’m coming now.
    Gabe was there, he knew. Not playing pool like he’d intimated. Anticipation tightened his stomach. Would Maddie invite him in—or slam the door in his face?
    He paused outside the room, adjusted his shirt so it covered his aching dick, and then opened the door. The sight that greeted him almost brought him to his knees. It would have sent any other man running, but Connor was not any other man.
    Gabe knelt naked on the bed, his head thrown back, his mouth open. Crouched before him, on all fours, was Maddie. Her face was nestled in Gabe’s lap, her head bobbed up and down. Her clothes were scattered on the floor and her bare butt stuck up prettily in the air, facing him.
    The scent of sex permeated the air.
    Connor’s tortured lungs searched for oxygen. Christ, hadn’t he been able to breathe just a few seconds ago?
    Maddie had a perfect backside. Her ass was round and plump. Not skinny or scrawny or muscular, but soft and inviting and feminine. Connor clenched his fists at his side, repressing the need to run his palms over all that womanly flesh. He drew in a shuddery mouthful of air, groaning in frustration when it did not reach his chest.
    Gabe lifted his head at the sound and found Connor watching them. Their gazes met and held. Gabe hid nothing. His expression was open, intense, and Connor raised an eyebrow. Gabe smiled the smile of an alpha male. Dominant, triumphant and confident.
    Connor returned his grin with equal conviction. Maddie seemed oblivious to his presence.
    In a tender move, Gabe scooped up handfuls of Maddie’s hair and bunched it on top of her head, giving Connor the tiniest glimpse of her lips wrapped around Gabe’s dick. Fuck, he’d commit murder just to have that mouth on his cock.
    “Is this what you want, baby?” Gabe asked Maddie.