Roll Against Discovery (3d20 Book 3) by Allyson Lindt Read Free Book Online Page B

I’d love to watch you suck his cock, Kitten.”
    Arousal rushed through me at the direct request, flooding my skin and drawing my nipples to hard nubs. That escalated quickly. Then again, I didn’t have any illusions about why I was in their room.  I looked at Trevor and licked my bottom lip.
    He shifted his hips. “You won’t get an argument from me.”
    Gaze never leaving Trevor’s, I slid from the bed and crawled the short distance to where he sat. Still on my knees, I glided my hand up the inside of his thigh. Desire unfurled in my belly, and Trevor groaned when I caressed his bulge. I stroked him through his jeans. His lips parted, and he closed his eyes. With each new touch, I was intensely aware we weren’t alone. Evan’s breathing grew heavy behind me, making the dampness between my legs spread. I moved higher and undid Trevor’s jeans.
    I freed his cock, and it jerked against my hand when I wrapped my fingers around the smooth skin. The air around me hummed with anticipation. Every time I shifted my weight, the seam of my shorts rubbed against my swollen clit. I flicked my tongue over the bulbous head. Trevor sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth. I pumped while I licked tight circles along his shaft. When I took him in my mouth, I swore my whimper matched his gasp. I had to keep my hand in place, to prevent him from thrusting down my throat.
    He thrust his hips toward my face. I squeezed my legs together, as the throbbing between my thighs intensified. The little movements were enough to tease me, sending satin over my nipples and denim pressing into my sex, but I wanted relief for the intense sensations.
    Trevor tangled his fingers in my hair, holding my head in place. I looked up again, to find him watching me, pale eyes wide. His breath came in jagged pants, chest heaving each time I slid my lips along his cock.
    A hand—Evan’s; that would make sense—palmed my ass, then pushed between my legs. He pressed my clothing into my slit. Massaging my ache. I groaned against Trevor, the vibrations running into my touch. Trevor jerked against me, breathing growing shallow. Evan massaged harder, stroking me and drawing out my pleasure. Every gasp, grunt, and sigh bounced in my mind, blurring my thoughts.
    “I want to watch him come in your mouth,” Evan said.
    “No. Not like this.” Trevor spoke as if forcing the words through gravel. He jerked from my grasp and yanked me to my feet. Before I could push out a question, or even figure out what I should say, he crushed his mouth to mine, desperate and hungry. He only broke away long enough to tear my shirt over my head and fling it aside. Desperation welled inside, consuming me. I couldn’t get close enough. I sought purchase, digging my fingers into his solid arms.
    Evan grabbed my hips, and then scraped his fingers forward to pop the button on my cutoffs, and drag down my zipper. Trevor deepened the kiss. He massaged my breast through my bra, pinching and kneading. Pulling groans from me. Too many sensations demanded my focus, and I wanted to absorb every one. I wrapped my fingers around Trevor’s cock again, stroking in time to the bump and grind between the three of us.
    The sharp scent of fresh soap mingled with the musk of cologne and sex. Trevor kissed down my neck, sucking the skin, nipping with his teeth, drawing the sting of pleasure to the surface. Evan dipped under my panties and dove for my folds. I mewled when he found my clit, struggling to find my breath as he circled the swollen nub.
    My legs wobbled, but two sturdy bodies kept me upright. Trevor increased the attention to my nipples, thrusting his hips in time with my hand. Evan’s dick pressed into my ass, insistent even through our clothes. I ground against his fingers. Waves rolled through me, building and battling for release. Orgasm crashed over me, and I cried out, riding every feeling.
    Before my climax could ebb, Evan yanked my shorts to the ground.
    “I need to fuck