The Luck of Love by Serena Akeroyd Read Free Book Online Page B

being made to experience more mind-imploding pleasure, her entire being vibrated with joy because she knew her men were about to fuck, and she’d get to be involved.
    That was more than worth walking a little stiffly in the morning.
    The beauty of living out of town and having a daughter thoroughly engrossed in her books was that the outside wasn’t a no-go zone.
    And this seating area had an intentional high back and was cemented into the ground, so they could use it as a shield from the kitchen patio.
    They didn’t often fuck in the great outdoors, but it was designed to hide from little eyes.
    She knew it was irresponsible to do it out here, but this felt like a victory. Somehow, they’d taken a step forward in the battle to bring Josh back to them, and she wasn’t about to stop that.
    Especially when she knew Lexi would be occupied for at least two hours. Their little girl was utterly obsessed with books. Gia usually had to remind her to come for dinner at least twice. Lexi would have read at the table if Josh hadn’t forbidden it.
    Feeling a little better at that, she allowed herself to fall into Luke’s kiss.
    He was different from Josh, not as dominant or aggressive but equally demanding. He needed something different from her though, and that was the best part of their relationship. It was symbiotic.
    When she needed rough, Josh gave it to her. And when she needed to make love, to be cherished, and to experience orgasms so intense she wanted to sob, then Luke was the man for the job. And when she wanted to fuck, to party hard, then both of them worked her over better than a stallion did a mare.
    She groaned as Luke's tongue penetrated her mouth, and was obscenely grateful that she hadn’t dressed in anything other than her lover’s BDU jacket. It meant easy access and little to no time wasted in undressing.
    Fingers suddenly appeared at the zipper, and she felt it being pulled apart. The naked curve of her back was bared to the evening sun. It warmed her through, not making her sweat but making her glory in the sun shining on her back. Calloused hands waved along the length of her spine, dragging the flesh to attention, making her shudder at the sensitivity the gentleness inspired.
    As Josh watched, enjoying the show between his lovers, Luke whispered against her lips, “I need you, baby. I need you so badly.”
    “I’m here, love. I’m here.” Hurting for him, hating his father for what he’d done, she wished like hell Luke had had the confidence to come to them sooner.
    A thick finger speared her pussy with barely any preparation. She cried out in discomfort, and he garbled against her mouth, “Sorry, sorry, sorry.”
    The litany continued as he lowered his head to pepper her throat with kisses. He sucked her earlobe, nibbling the sensitive morsel. He suckled her neck, and she knew in the morning she’d have to cover up a boatload of hickies.
    She reveled in the attention, flinging her head back to give him more access. And all the time, his finger stayed there deep inside her, a gentle reminder, a soft presence.
    When he raked his teeth against the sensitive sinews of her throat, her pussy finally got the memo. Juices gushed onto his palm, welcoming him, and his chuckle said it all. But it wasn’t arrogant; it was victorious and content, a claiming.
    His finger started to move, and her hips jerked with it. Out of nowhere, the aches disappeared, to be replaced with a bone-deep need.
    “Take me. Please, Luke, please,” she mumbled in his ear, frantically pressing open-mouthed kisses to his hot spots.
    A low grunt escaped him, a sound that told her he’d reached the end of his tether, and she felt herself falling backward. Knowing she was safe, protected in his embrace, she relaxed. Let him move her about to his satisfaction.
    It came as no surprise to find she was lying on her jacket, a move Josh must have made, and that she was flat on her back, eyes narrowed against the bright sun and the