parted
her plush folds. Pink and perfect, tiny and as delicately rendered as the rest of her. It was like opening
petals to a flower and finding dew inside. He blew gently over her clit and watched as it puckered
and strained upward.
Then he swiped his tongue over the taut bud, enjoying the instant jerk of her body. He lapped
gently, taking care not to be too rough with her most sensitive parts. He explored every inch of her
velvety heat, sliding downward to circle her opening with his tongue and then nuzzling it with his
lips.
She twitched uncontrollably beneath him, arching upward to seek more of his mouth. He glanced
up, wanting to know it was him she was responding to and was satisfied to see that Ash was only now
taking position at her breasts. Ash hadn’t touched her yet. Her reaction belonged solely to Jace.
He returned his attention to her pussy, sliding his tongue inside her, fucking her with rapid, short
strokes. She went wet on his tongue, the sweet rush filling his mouth. He could do this all night. He
loved the taste of her. Loved the feel of her on his tongue. Soft. Silky. Like nothing he’d ever
imagined.
He knew she was inching toward release. Her body grew more taut and her breathing sped up. He
glanced up again to see Ash’s mouth close around one erect nipple and for a moment he watched. He
may not like Ash being with this woman, but the sight of his friend sucking Bethany’s nipples was
erotic as hell. It was a rush that never got old, watching another man pleasure the woman Jace was
fucking.
“Do you like what he’s doing, Bethany?” Jace asked, his tone husky and gruff with desire. No, he
didn’t want Ash here, but for the moment he could lose himself in the sheer eroticism of watching her
react to having two men make love to her. “Do our mouths feel good on you, baby?”
“Y-yes,” she hissed out. “It feels so good, Jace. Nothing has ever felt better.”
Satisfaction gripped him. She may have had threesomes—kinky sex—whatever the hell she’d been
into before, but those men had never given her the kind of pleasure he would. He’d make damn sure of
that.
He rubbed his thumb over her clit and then placed an openmouthed kiss to her entrance, shoving his
tongue roughly inside, giving her a little more edge. He wanted her close. He wanted her senseless
before they took her at the same time. Hurting her was not on the agenda. He liked pain. Ash liked
pain. Liked inflicting pain. With the right woman. Not that Bethany wasn’t that woman. There was a
whole lot Jace ached to do with her and to her. But not tonight. Tonight was all about simple
pleasure. Not the kind that accompanied the sharp, heady pain when inflicted in just the right manner.
There’d be plenty of time for that later. And there was definitely going to be a later. This wasn’t a
one-night thing for him. He’d have Bethany back in his bed. Tomorrow night, in fact. But it would be
with him and him alone. No Ash. No one else. Just him and Bethany, exploring the many, many ways
he wanted to fuck her.
He sucked one last time at her clit and then rose up on his knees, his hands holding her knees to
steady her shaking.
“Here’s how we’re going to do this, baby. Ash is going to play with your ass a little while. Ease
you into this. You’re going to use your mouth on me while he plays. He’ll get inside you, make sure
you can take him that way. Once we’re certain you’re with us, then you’ll get on top of me and I’ll get
inside your pussy. Then Ash will get inside your ass. You still up for this?”
Ash drew away so Jace could see her face. Her eyes were glazed with passion. Hazy, a little
drugged, but burning with need.
She licked her lips and then nodded.
“The words, baby. I want the words. I have to be sure you’re with me on this.”
“Yes,” she murmured in a husky voice. “I’m with you.”
“Thank fuck,” Ash muttered. “Can’t wait to get inside that