The Promise of Love by Billi Jean Read Free Book Online

there, immediately taking her lips back as if he’d simply let Will have a taste. She latched onto him even as Will returned to stroking her body with his hands and mouth. The passion burst along her, more so when David took over. She surrendered, letting him show her every single delicious thing he could do with his mouth. He groaned and drove in deeper. He controlled every aspect of the kiss until she matched him stroke for stroke. She loved it, didn’t even care when her boots were taken off and her jeans unbuttoned and smoothly tugged down her legs and off. David made a low, appreciative sound and slid his hands along the top of her butt.
    Will kissed her there, surprising a gasp out of her. She shivered and turned her head to see him squatted down, both big hands cupping her flesh as he pressed kisses along her skin.
    David hugged her in closer to his chest and unlatched the fastening of her bra so he could ease it forward over her shoulders. He licked along her neck and down every inch of her he revealed. Any doubts she had disappeared at the admiration in his eyes. There wasn’t room for thought, not with the heated kisses and low, intense sounds of pleasure both men made at her body.
    Will suddenly stood, cursing under his breath, and turned her sideways, kissing a path to her lips even as David murmured how beautiful she was in her ear.
    She held her breath when David suddenly bent and sucked her nipple. He groaned around it, then started rubbing it roughly inside his mouth as he stroked his hand down her ribs and around behind her back to cup her ass. She felt dizzy and hot, then chilly. Her breasts grew heavy and she absolutely knew this was what they’d been made for—David’s amazing mouth.
    He lifted up and took her mouth again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and meshed her body to his. A thrill raced downward at the rough tickle of his chest hair on her freshly devoured nipples. Everywhere they touched thrilled her.
    But it wasn’t just them touching her—it was their bodies brushing along hers, their warm skin and the scents of them—cleanly masculine—that, combined, were perfect. She couldn’t keep her hands off them. There wasn’t hesitation or doubt on whether she should touch or how, all that had gone with the ability to stop this.
    Between them every inch of her seemed to earn their notice, until she knew if they didn’t do something—anything—she might just collapse.
    How can this be so good? I should feel bad, dirty, but I feel—free.
    She knew David was easing her panties down, but he was also leaving hot kisses along her outer leg as he pulled them from her. At the same time, Will stroked his hands up and down her body from her hips to her breasts, then down again, each time growing closer to her bare mound.
    Do they like that I’m bare?
    The thought echoed through her head, but she was beyond worry. She leaned in and meshed her body to David’s, kissing him deeper than ever. He gathered her hair in his hand, and built the kiss higher by angling her head just so for his mouth. It was perfect, so hot she had to touch him, had to feel the thick erection she knew he sported. She did, stroking over his pants where the bold outline warmed her palm.
    “Paris, baby, damn.” David’s murmur against her skin had her shivering.
    “So beautiful. Get hot, Paris. Show him what you want,” Will said huskily.
    Will’s hot breath shivered along the back of her thigh even as David brushed his fingers along her pussy. Before she could gather her thoughts, he caressed her intimately until he circled her clit. She moaned at the pleasure.
    “So beautiful and soft. You like that, princess?” he whispered for her alone.
    She turned her head and nodded into the hot, solid muscle of his shoulder. His warmth calmed her fears, but at the same time, excited her.
    “Good, good, let me show you more,” David coaxed.
    Will laid his hand along her hip then caressed slowly to her leg and lifted it