Tiny Dancer [Divine Creek Ranch 13] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Heather Rainier Read Free Book Online

touching you,” Ben murmured softly.
    Camilla sat up between them and turned, perching on the couch so she now faced them. “It was easy. You’d be surprised how many of them were concerned that they’d inadvertently do something to get kicked out.” Ben’s nerve endings went on full alert as she reached for his hands and placed them flat on the couch on the outside of his knees. “I’d tell them to keep their hands right there or to sit on them.”
    Ben demonstrated by sliding his hands under his knees, his heart hammering as she suddenly moved. He saw Quinten’s eyes flare as she straddled Ben, facing him. She landed in his lap so gracefully his breath left him in a rush. Her breasts were just inches from his face and she looked into his eyes and gave him a seductive smile. Arching her back, she leaned toward him, shifting her succulent ass on his thighs, pushing his lust into overdrive. Ben held his breath, waiting to see what she did next.
    “If they did that, then I could do this and they never had to worry about getting kicked out.” Letting out a long, happy-sounding sigh, she put her hands on his shoulders and squeezed his muscles there before sliding them down to his biceps and caressing them. She stroked his lower lip with one fingertip and looked straight at him again. “Your eyes are beautiful, Ben. So dark and intense.” She leaned forward for a split second but then hesitated and backed away. She reached for her shot glass on the end table.
    He glanced at Quinten, and his friend mouthed, “ Holy fuck .”
    His skin felt branded everywhere she touched him, with her thighs spread over his lap and her ass perched on his knees. Just a few layers of flimsy fabric separated him from what he wanted most in all the world. She fit him perfectly. All she needed to do was scoot closer. Much closer. Her body heat radiated through the thin layers of her outfit and sent a stronger corresponding wave of heat through his body, centering in his cock. He wanted very badly to touch her but kept his hands where they were. She seemed oblivious to his aroused state as she tilted the shot glass back and swallowed.
    He forced himself to stay still instead of leaning forward to kiss the smooth expanse of her throat or sliding her forward so her pussy pressed against his cock which was aching ferociously.
    “I think that was my last one, guys. I’m feeling pretty sleepy.” She looked Ben in the eye and suddenly seemed a little confused as to how she’d wound up in his lap and he smiled up at her. He’d known tonight was not the night so he couldn’t be irritated. At least not at her. She was adorable when she was tipsy and captivating when she’d climbed in his lap. His cock wanted different but he was in this for the long haul, not a quick lay. She seemed to be struggling for something to say so Ben helped her out.
    “You’ve had a long day. When you wake up, we’ll go and see about your car, okay?”
    “Okay. You’re so good to me, Ben. Thank you.” She leaned forward and pressed her forehead to his, her breasts perilously close to tumbling out of her top. He might be noble, but he was also man enough to admit he was desperate for a taste. “It’s been a long day.” She relaxed against him for a moment before she sat up and reached for Quinten, unfortunately leaving his lap and taking her silky warmth with her.
    Quinten grinned at him over her shoulder as she hugged him sweetly, pressing those succulent breasts against Quinten’s chest. Ben stifled a chuckle when Quinten’s eyes rolled back in his head and he licked his lips.
    “You’re so much fun to play with, Quinten. I want to play more again sometime soon.”
    Quinten looked like he was in hog heaven as she snuggled against his chest, and he slid his arms around her. He groaned blissfully and murmured, “Me too, baby.” He made a show of biting his lip since only Ben could see.
    He groaned softly as he squeezed her and she turned her face to his