of her weeping cunt, brushing her G-spot and forcing a moan from her lips.
She sucked in a breath when his thumb flicked her clit. “Are you mine?”
“Are you really challenging me?” His voice rumbled like an avalanche, consuming her and sending her that much closer to shattering.
“As much as you are me.”
She whimpered as his fingers withdrew from the depths of her pussy. When he pulled back she stared up at him, at the way his eyes had darkened to almost black. The eyes of a hunter about to attack his prey, and she wanted to be attacked, to be devoured. Her body ached for him to finish.
He then reached over and pinned his charm to the strap of her dress as if he hadn’t just had her near a blinding orgasm. “We’ll just have to see how far you’re willing to take this, my sweet Sarah.”
Barrett sat back down, and Sarah mirrored his action. When he leaned toward her, his elbows on the table, Sarah did the same. “Our lips are definitely compatible, but I’m more interested to find out what else of mine fits perfectly with yours.”
Oh, dear God, did she want to know the answer to that. She was dying to have him touch her again, to quench this arid thirst she had since first spotting him running up the stairs when she arrived at the ranch.
“Would you like me to take you somewhere else?”
She nodded. Why argue? She could look for Lucky tomorrow. Tonight she wanted to get lucky in every other sense of the word.
“Is that a yes? Words, Sarah. I demand words.”
“Yes,” she whispered raggedly.
“Good. I’d hate to have to punish you right here in front of the rest of our guests.”
She tensed at his words and was about to ask what sort of punishment he had in mind when another brooding male appeared at their table and interrupted the erotic spell he had her under.
“Change your mind?”
Chris stood there, his hazel eyes digging into her, his expression a mix between lust and anticipation, waiting for her answer. He spotted the broach Barrett had pinned to the left strap of her dress. With a quirk of his lips, he took a seat. “I see you’ve already been claimed. That’s too bad. Seems as if I’m losing out on all the good ones tonight.”
“She has another side yet to claim,” Barrett murmured, his gaze slowly scraping over her body and searing a trail across her skin. “Don’t you, Sarah?”
Chris darted his gaze to Barrett as he spoke and then to Sarah, holding it there as he grinned, causing his eyes to dance just as wickedly as Barrett’s. “Is that so? Looking for a third?”
Before she could stop herself, she nodded.
“Words,” Barrett demanded. “I’ve already told you I expect you to speak. As your M aster you will obey me, or you will be punished. Is that understood?”
Master? Seriously? Not going to happen, big boy .
“I happen to agree. I would have liked to be your Master, but since Barrett pinned you first, I have to stick to the rules. You belong to Barrett first, but if you accept my pin, you also belong to me and must submit to my commands.” He sat down, his twinkling gaze never leaving hers.
She leaned forward, daring him to take it to the next level. “And if I don’t?”
Chris accepted her challenge and leaned forward until his nose almost touched hers. His eyes held a naughty glimmer . “Would you like to find out?”
Would she ever. “Maybe.”
“Then keep pushing me, Sarah. I promise you, you’ll never experience anything like it. Barrett and I can take you places you’ve only read about. ”
She remained silent just to see if he planned to do anything. When he narrowed his blazing gaze on her, it ignited every sexual desire she’d ever had since her first smoldering thought as a teen.
Her bravado took over, and she went along with it. She licked her lips in response, testing him, daring him to push it a step further. “If you say so.”
“Should we test your theory?” He nudged his nose against hers.
“Maybe we should.” She