Hot In Here (Ashton Heights Fire # 3)

by Sami Lee

“This was our way of trying to catch you before you disappeared again,” Leo explained. “We were about to leave when we saw you walking across the car park.”

  “Leave? You just got here.”

  Leo’s eyebrow kicked up. “How do you know that?”

  Her face heated at her slip. “I guessed.”

  “Liar,” Blair accused. “You saw us and tried to run again.”

  “So we don’t even warrant a polite hello?”

  This came from Leo, who stood now with his arms crossed over his chest in classic defensive posture. While she’d felt a little guilty about inadvertently injuring Blair, the thought that she’d hurt Leo’s feelings was so much worse. “It’s not like that, Leo.”

  “Why are you avoiding us then?” he asked.

  “I wasn’t.” She flushed at the lie. “Okay, I totally was. I guess I didn’t know what to say to you guys. I didn’t want to give you the impression I was going to cling or anything.”

  Leo took a step closer, until they were standing toe to toe. “Why would we think that?”

  Because I wanted to have more mind-blowing sex with you and I was afraid it would show in my eyes. Ally opened her mouth to say something else, something that wasn’t quite so embarrassingly truthful. Any words that might have formed died on her tongue when Leo lifted a hand and cupped her jaw.

  “Because you still want us,” Leo concluded, and swiped his thumb over her lower lip.

  The gesture made Ally’s mouth water in anticipation of a kiss, and she knew that even in the night shadows, Leo was bound to see her desperation. She tried to turn her face away, but he held her fast, pinning her gaze with his.

  “I want you so bad, Ally. I haven’t stopped thinking about you since last week.”

  Oh, be still her throbbing libido, he knew how to make a girl feel special.

  “Me either,” Blair added, coming to stand at her side. “Although I didn’t want to admit it.”

  “You guys…” Ally shook her head and took a step back from both of them. Their magnetism was too strong. She was going to fall into their arms and beg them to do her if she didn’t get away from them. She was going to cling like she’d said she didn’t want to. “I should really go.”

  “So you can disappear again?” Leo asked. “What are you so afraid of, Ally?”

  “You’re the one who ought to be afraid,” Ally said wryly. “If you knew who I really was, you’d probably run screaming for the hills.”

  A look passed between the two men. A telepathic understanding seemed to be reached. “Let’s put that to the test,” said Blair, his tone challenging.

  “What do you mean— Hey!” Ally exclaimed when Blair suddenly picked her up. He tossed her over his shoulder as though she weighed nothing and started carting her through the car park. “Again with the fireman’s carry? You guys need to get a new routine.”

  “We won’t need a routine if you agree to keep seeing us.”

  Blair’s statement shocked her almost as much as his picking her up had. “What?”

  He said no more until they reached a dark blue sedan parked in the corner of the lot. The two men had a disagreement over who was going to drive, until eventually Leo agreed to do it and slipped into the driver’s seat. Blair deposited Ally in the back and followed her in. The engine had started and they were out of the car park before Ally could protest.

  They were in Friday-night traffic before Ally could get a word out. “Where are you taking me?”

  “I’d say wherever you want to go, but that would be a lie,” Leo said. “We’re taking you back to our place.”

  Ally glared at the back of Leo’s head. “You realize this is kidnapping?”

  “Based on your self-defense skills, I reckon you could get away easy enough.” Blair studied her from his side of the back seat. “If you want to.”

  Ally avoided answering in the affirmative, because they might take that seriously and stop the car. Already her nipples had gathered into sharp points at the thought of going back to their house, which she remembered so well from last week. Well, she remembered the bedroom at least, and the shower, and the kitchen table… Oh jeez, and the couch too, where Leo had fingered her to a powerful orgasm while Blair had shot his come into her mouth.

  Fuckety fuck.

  “Is that what you want, Ally Cat?” Blair asked in a voice that told her he knew the answer already. “Or do you want us to seduce your secrets out of you?”

  He wasn’t even touching her now. He hadn’t even moved closer to her as he’d asked the question. Yet Ally responded with raw physicality to Blair’s suggestion. She wasn’t sure what he meant by the threat to seduce her secrets out of her, but she did know her body liked the sound of it.

  As though sensing her physical response, Blair did lean forward then. He did touch her. Ally gasped when he cupped her breast with a peremptory hand and took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He pinched lightly, and Ally couldn’t prevent a moan from tearing from her throat. “Jesus, Blair.”

  “That didn’t sound like a complaint,” Blair noted blithely. When she didn’t respond, he turned his attention to her other breast and performed the same action, this time adding a sensual tug that stretched Ally’s nipple out. She collapsed back against the seat as pleasure swamped her.

  “Ally, Ally, Ally,” Blair said, continuing to manipulate each of her nipples in turn. “You’re so fucking responsive. And you like the way I handle you.”

  She couldn’t deny it, given the fact she was squirming with sexual need under his touch. “I…I don’t like being told what to do.”

  “Not usually, but you do like it when I take charge.” He sought proof of it by slipping a hand beneath her skirt, moving it higher until he encountered her wet panties. “Do you know how hard it is to find somebody who not only accepts my needs, and Leo’s too, but revels in them? Someone who’s strong and independent, but isn’t afraid to be soft and female too?”

  He pressed two fingers to her clit and moved them in a circle. Sensation flared from that point, radiating outward until her already sensitized nipples ached further. Nothing but a few simple touches and he’d turned her to putty. He hadn’t even kissed her. Had she always been this easy, or was it them?

  “I could make you come.” Blair’s pronouncement was cocky, but Ally could hardly deny it. And his very cockiness, his high-handed treatment of her body, only turned her on more. He was right about that. She did like the way he handled her. “But I won’t. Not yet. You won’t come tonight until you tell us everything we need to know.”

  Ally let out a mewl of protest when he removed his fingers from her sensitive flesh. He had no idea the position he was putting her in. If she did tell them she was Corey’s sister, they’d probably stop touching her immediately. If she told them nothing, Blair wouldn’t let her come.

  Either way, she wasn’t getting an orgasm any time soon.

  Unless she lied.

  Or one of them lost control before she did.

  Ally was still weighing up those options when Leo pulled the car into their driveway. He parked in the carport under the house, next to a powerful looking road bike. “Who owns the bike?”

  “I do.”

  Leo’s response surprised Ally. He exuded a nice-guy aura, whereas the motorbike screamed bad boy. The contradiction hinted at a complexity she hadn’t even scratched the surface of yet. He was the kind of man she could really fall for. And Blair, with his wise cracks and overbearing sexuality, was a worthwhile challenge, an intriguing individual she would enjoy figuring out.

  Ally began to wonder what her real secret was. Could it be as simple as her last name, or was it more frightening than that? Was she in danger of falling for two men?

  She pushed the thought away, not wanting to dwell on the possibility when there was no way she could have a relationship with Leo and Blair. If she fell for either one of them, or both, she was only going to wind up hurt. Common sense told her she ought to escape right now. If she to
ld them honestly she didn’t want to be here, they’d take her home.

  The thing was, she honestly did want to be here. So much so her body was drawn as tight as a string as Blair guided her out of the car. His sure touch on her arm made her flesh tingle, and the remembered deliciousness of his fingers on her nipples and clit still had her pulse thudding thickly through her veins.

  So that took her back to where she started. The only way to get what she wanted tonight was to lie or make one of them lose control and take her like the animal he really was. She’d prefer not to lie, so she figured the latter was her only choice. And that Leo, the nice guy who seemed to have a genuine soft spot for her, was her best chance.

  Ally sidled up to him as he alighted from the car. “That’s hot,” she said.

  He looked at her askance. “What is?”

  “The bike. I like the idea of something that big throbbing between my legs.”

  He responded to her throaty innuendo with an amused quirk of his lips, but Ally could see the way his green eyes flared in the dim illumination of the carport light. “Do you, now?”

  “Yes.” Ally ran her tongue over her lips slowly. “Kiss me, Leo.”

  He groaned softly and swayed forward, his gaze on her mouth. Before he could make contact, Blair tugged on Ally’s arm. “Not here. Inside.”

  The spell broken, Leo turned and led the way up the stairs. Okay, so it’s not going to be that easy, Ally thought. She could still turn things around.

  Inside, Leo went to a bedroom, where he turned on a single light. The lamp cast an amber glow over the room. Ally realized it wasn’t the same bedroom as last time. That had been Leo’s. This one was Blair’s. The bed had a large timber frame and was neatly made. There was a full, but not overflowing, bookcase against one wall and a large window covered by heavy blue drapes.

  “Straight to the bedroom, huh?” Ally quipped. “You should really offer a girl a drink first.”

  Leo smiled and touched her face. “Are you thirsty?”

  “Only for that kiss,” Ally replied and stood on tip toes to offer her mouth.

  This time, he didn’t disappoint her. Leo slanted his lips over hers, brushing them back and forth in a sensual teasing motion that had her parting hers immediately. He swept his tongue inside her mouth briefly, before he pulled back and nibbled lightly at her lower lip.

  The man knew how to kiss. The gentle way he explored her turned Ally on as much as Blair’s peremptory grasping of her breasts had in the car. Blair had fired her up, and now Leo was making sure she melted. They were one hell of a dangerous combination.

  Just when she was falling, falling into the kiss and half-drowning, Leo pulled back with a sigh. “God, baby. Your lips are so sweet.”

  Ally pouted the lips in question. “So don’t stop kissing them.”

  “I have to, or I’ll lose control and take you right now.”

  Ally merely smiled. “Okay.”

  Behind her, Blair laughed. When he put his hands on her hips and pulled her against him, his body heat penetrated her cotton blouse and skirt. “I think that’s what she’s going for, Chats.”

  Leo quirked a brow at her, letting his silence be a question. Ally sighed. “You got me here, didn’t you? I admit it, I want you both again. I tried to avoid you tonight because I didn’t want to look desperate, but since you want me too…why don’t we get this show on the road?”

  Leo appeared bemused. “What a romantic suggestion, Ally.”

  “You want romance?”

  She’d asked with a tone that let him know how ridiculous she thought that was, but Leo didn’t laugh. In fact, his handsome face turned serious. “Maybe. I know I want to see you naked.”

  Ally was so stunned by his heartfelt maybe that she didn’t move, not until Blair placed one hand on her neck and gently squeezed the muscles there. “You heard the man. Take off your blouse.”

  The command was quietly worded but threaded through with steel that weakened Ally’s knees. Her fingers trembled as they went to her buttons and started undoing them. Leo watched avidly as she revealed the lace bra beneath her white cotton blouse, then her bare midriff. Blair stood back a little so she could pull her arms from the short sleeves, apparently preferring to watch while she disrobed as well.

  It made Ally feel conspicuous, nervous. It also aroused the hell out of her to think that both these men liked what they saw. They were both pretty darn delicious themselves, Leo in his faded jeans and grey T-shirt, Blair in dark jeans and navy button-down shirt.

  They’d look even better in nothing.

  When she’d dropped the blouse to the floor and she stood only in her lace push up bra and black skirt, Leo let out a slow breath. “Beautiful.”

  “Now you,” Ally said.

  Thankfully, Leo didn’t argue, grabbing a fistful of his shirt from between his shoulder blades and pulling the whole thing off in one sexy move. As soon as she got a look at his washboard abs and strong chest, Ally wanted to put her lips all over them. She remembered how it had felt to rake her fingernails down those powerful arms as he’d entered her, and her pussy clenched as though missing him. Her panties filled with damp heat.

  Then Blair’s shirt landed on the pile of discarded clothes and her clit did a little dance of anticipation. Needing to see him too—his chest and abdomen was lightly dusted with fine dark hair that she’d loved running her fingers through last time—Ally tried to turn around. Blair held her in place with two firm hands on her waist. “Take all of it off. See how much Leo likes to watch you.”

  Ally saw the way Leo’s chest rose and fell with his indrawn breath and was infused with a forceful desire to please him. It was that as much as Blair’s demanding tone that had her unzipping her skirt and stepping out of it. Her shoes were practical pumps, so she took them off too. Next time, she’d wear something stilt high and sexy so they could fuck her in them.

  Was it possible to have a next time, and a next and a next with two men?

  She moved to the front clasp of her bra and unhooked it. Leo’s gaze was trained on every movement of her fingers, so she removed the bra as slowly as she could, drawing out his visual pleasure. When the garment was on the floor with her other clothes, she returned her hands to her breasts and fondled them, squeezing the mounds of flesh and teasing their stiff peaks with her fingers.

  “Jesus,” Leo breathed. “You’re killing me.”

  “Touch me, Leo. Please.”

  Her own ministrations were making her breathless, and she wondered if she was exciting herself more than Leo when he shook his head. “Too damn sexy. I have to watch.”

  “Give him more, Ally Cat.” Blair had gathered her hair in his hand and was holding it in a twist at the back of her head. He bent his head and trailed kisses over her nape. “Pinch those nipples. Make them all red and pointy.”

  His mouth on her neck, his rough command, made Ally’s clit throb. She was helpless to do anything but follow his instructions. She pinched her nipples, tugged on them and teased them until they were flint hard. Leo’s appreciation was obvious in his accelerated breathing and his sharp gaze. His interest excited her. Blair’s hot kisses all over her neck thrilled her. Unable to curb the instinct, she slipped a hand into her panties and started fingering her clit.

  Her breath hitched at the much-needed contact, but before she could get too into it, Blair grasped her wrist. “Nuh-huh. No orgasm yet, sweetheart. Unless you’re ready to tell us your name.”

  To hell with it, Ally thought, needing a climax more than she needed to protect her identity. She opened her mouth to speak and then had a quick mental flash of how it would all go down.

  My name’s Wachawski.

  As in Corey Wachawski? You’re Corey’s sister?

  Yep.

  Oh shit. You should have told us. We would never have touched you if we knew that.

  Leo would be disappointed. Blair would probably be angry that she’d kept the information from them. And she would most definitely be out in
the cold, with no orgasm to show for her honesty.

  At last she said, “All right. It’s Blofeld. Ally Blofeld.”

  She must have given herself away somehow. Maybe she’d been too quick to offer the lie, or Blair felt some infinitesimal way she’d tensed when she delivered it. He used his grip on her hair to tilt her head back so he could study her face. After a moment of intense scrutiny, he raised one mocking brow. “As in the James Bond villian? Are you serious?”

  It had been the first fake name she’d thought of that was better than Smith or Jones. Her father had a love for classic bond films, and Ally had grown up watching them. Just her luck that Blair was a fan too. “It’s a name, isn’t it?”

  “But it’s not your name. You’ve disappointed me, Ally. Lucky you’re such a pretty little liar,” he said with an amused grin. “I’ll only spank you lightly for that.”

  Ally’s gaped at him. “You’ll what?”

  “You heard. Get down on the bed. All fours. Now.”

  Still gaping, Ally whirled around to face Blair when he released her. “You’re crazy.”

  “Nope. Just horny.” He casually unbuttoned his jeans and took them off. From the way his black underwear was stretched at the front, Ally knew his descriptor was accurate. “I want to see your bare ass in the air, ready and waiting for a spanking.”

  Behind her now, Leo started deftly removing her knickers. He kneeled and kissed her ass cheeks as they were revealed. “Such a pretty, tight ass. It’ll look so nice all pink from your hand, Blue.”

  Oh Jesus. If Leo was into this idea too there was no way she could stop Blair carrying out his threat. Well, no way other than to expressly state she didn’t want it. But that would be just another lie and she’d probably be punished double for telling it.

  Well, fuckety fuck. She wanted Blair to spank her. Her thighs were wet from the mere suggestion. Her sense of adventure had struck again.

  “Fine,” Ally said, pretending disdain when her pervading feeling was a mixture of trepidation and giddy excitement. She climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees as instructed. After a moment, during which she sensed two pairs of hot male eyes on her ass, Ally prompted, “Well, what are you waiting for?”