He dragged his palms inward until his thumbs trailed down the line of hair dipping from David’s belly to his—
The bathroom door opened and they stepped apart. Mati stood in her long, sexy nightgown, framed in light, her hair piled into a messy knot on her head. She tossed a bundle of clothing into her bag and jumped onto the bed, holding her hands out to them.
“Come here.”
For the sake of his sanity, Reese had never allowed himself to imagine what Mati might be like in bed, but he could never have imagined how powerful she was. How direct and utterly in command, asking for what she wanted.
He couldn’t have imagined how much he’d like that, either.
He climbed onto the bed and Mati fell onto her back, her hand still held out for him. He took it and lay down beside her.
The windows went dark, and the mattress dipped as David crawled closer. A shiver went down Reese’s back, every nerve in his body tuned to the two people in bed with him.
Mati smiled and threaded her fingers into Reese’s hair. “I have ideas.”
“And I can’t wait to hear them,” he said as she towed him closer and into a kiss.
Chapter Eleven
The hum of arousal beneath David’s skin grew into a buzz as he watched Mati and Reese. He’d never thought of himself as having a voyeuristic bent, but clearly he hadn’t realized the potential. Then again, when you watched other people kiss, you normally didn’t also get to touch them.
He lay down so that he and Reese were stretched out on opposite sides of Mati, and drew his palm over her arm, her hip, and along the top of her thigh. She moaned, pressing into his touch. Carefully gauging Reese’s reaction, David brushed his hand over him, too, from knee to hip. Reese shivered and wriggled closer.
David fought the instinct to strip them bare and learn every inch of their bodies with his hands and lips right that instant. He was desperate to leave his marks all over them and have them do the same to him—but he didn’t want to rush, either.
First, because a lot of this was going to be new to Reese, and David would be damned if Reese didn’t enjoy each new experience thoroughly. But second, because David wanted to savor every moment. They had longer than these two nights to explore each other, but he didn’t know how much longer. He intended to make the most of every second he got.
And there was so much to learn.
He ran his hand up Mati’s shoulder and tested how stretchy the nightgown was, pleased to find the answer was very. He nuzzled her neck, his shoulder nudging Reese’s and getting a playful nudge back. David grinned against Mati’s soft skin, teeth nipping delicately at her collarbone.
She groaned and wiggled until her hip was wedged against his growing erection, the pressure a relief and agony all at once.
He cupped her breast and she arched into his palm.
“This okay?” he asked as his fingers squeezed and stroked.
Her kiss with Reese ended with a gasp. “God, yes. Please.” Mati’s lips were swollen and wet, her glasses a bit fogged.
David smiled, charmed. “Should we take those off?”
She nodded and Reese gently pulled them off and put them aside on the bedside table. Face flushed and hair standing on end from Mati’s fingers, Reese looked debauched. His heavy-lidded gaze scanned over them, like he couldn’t see enough.
David remembered thinking that the flustered Reese he’d met in Chance’s waiting room might look the same when he was turned on. David had been wrong. It was that times a thousand. A kick to his solar plexus.
He was fucking gorgeous.
And Mati…she was gorgeous, too, but it was more than that. She wanted them. She didn’t hide that or try to be coy. She let them see her desire with breathtaking honesty.
Reese stroked David’s stomach, fingers bumping over his abs. “God, hard as a rock,” he muttered.
David resisted pointing out his hand was about six inches above the part that was really hard as rock. He’d save the cheesy porn dialogue for another night.
Mati touched David’s cheek, pulling him closer. She licked into his mouth without so much as a peck first, and another wave of arousal crashed over him. He groaned when he saw how Reese watched them, his eyes flitting from grinding hips to meshed mouths to Reese’s hand skimming over David’s ribs.
“You’re both beautiful,” Reese said in a quiet voice.
His bright green eyes tracked David’s lips across Mati’s cheek and down to her jawline as he nipped bone and sucked skin and reveled in how it made her squirm.
There was something exquisitely arousing about being watched liked this. So carefully. So closely. Just as he hadn’t guessed he might be a voyeur, he’d never dreamed he’d be an exhibitionist. He had a lot to learn about himself, as well as them, it seemed.
Tugging the neckline of Mati’s gown to the side, David stretched it over her shoulders. Mati eagerly helped, wriggling until her arms were free and her chest was bared. She crossed her wrists above her head, shameless and magnificent as she put herself on display.
She was breathtaking, and quite possibly going to be the death of Reese. His mouth hung open, his breathing shallow and quick as he stared at Mati’s pale breasts.
David cupped one pale breast, lifting a dark-cherry nipple for Reese to suck between his paler pink lips. Reese kissed, nuzzled, and licked a path across her sternum to the other nipple, his tongue curling around the tight nub.
David ground his aching cock against Mati, feeling graceless and desperate. Christ, this kind of petting hadn’t gotten him so close since he’d been sixteen years old. Let alone watching it.
Mati arched her back, shoving her breast into Reese’s mouth, and gasped, “Harder.”
Reese screwed his eyes shut, his cheeks hollowing.
Humming with pleasure, she drew Reese’s hand to her other breast. He traced his fingers over her nipple, teasing it gently.
Mati groaned, frustrated. “Harder.”
Reese plucked her nipple with his fingertips and David chuckled at the face Mati made, adorably turned on and annoyed.
He laughed outright when she pinched Reese on the ribs.
His mouth left her breast with a pop and he gaped at her. She pinched him again, the skin turning red. Reese’s eyes narrowed and he pinched her nipple, equally hard.
Mati jerked when the sensitive nub slipped free of Reese’s grip. “Yes, like that.”
Reese’s eyebrows went up—so did David’s, because that looked like it would hurt—but he did it again. The third time, she licked her lips and dragged his head back down to her other breast.
Mati cried out. Reese was apparently a quick learner.
David slid his hands over them while Mati’s hip rubbed his cock again and again. Getting his briefs off was becoming imperative, the cotton burning along his sensitive skin.
Reese turned his attention to Mati’s other breast and she groaned, one hand scrabbling for David’s shoulder. David captured it and sucked two of her fingers into his mouth, watching the flush on her face spread down her neck and across her chest.
She drew her leg up, trying to get closer, but he stilled her with a hand on her belly.
“Why not?” she whined.
He drew her fingers from his mouth. “It’s starting to hurt,” he admitted with a half-laugh that choked off when she cupped his cock in her palm.
“Well, for Christ’s sake, take your underwear off,” Mati said.
Reese’s head popped up.
This was why David had been waiting—foolishly, it seemed, since Reese looked nothing but eager. David lingered on his swollen lips and broad shoulders before he dragged his gaze back down to Mati.
Reese had left vivid red marks on the slope of her breast. David wanted to suck one between his teeth and make it darker, add his own color. He wanted to see it in the morning and know he and Reese had done that together.
Fucking hell. With two good shoves, David’s boxers were around his thighs. He took his cock in hand an
d gave it a long, firm stroke, shuddering with relief and need.
Reese made a pained noise, his eyes glued to David’s hand and cock. David stroked himself again.
”Now you,” Mati said, hooking her fingers in Reese’s waistband. He immediately wiggled his hips to help, but his eyes never left David. The moment his briefs were over his hips, Mati curled her hand around his cock.
David’s mouth went dry. Mati had small hands, but David didn’t think the sheer length in her grasp was an optical illusion. Reese wasn’t as thick as David, but he was long, his shaft riddled with veins and the head flushed dark pink and shiny.
David’s ass clenched, because goddamn that would feel amazing.
Mati drew her fist from base to tip and Reese’s stomach quivered, the air stuttering from his lungs. She curled her other hand around David’s cock, her grip hot and tight. Jesus fucking Christ if Reese kept staring at him like that, he wasn’t going to last long.
Desperate for a distraction, he nipped and kissed at Mati’s neck, her shoulder, trying to keep his head screwed on straight while he stroked his hand up her thigh. He moaned when his fingertips traced through slick moisture, then trailed a path back toward her knee.
“You’re a fucking tease!” Mati moaned, arching her back.
It wasn’t clear who she was talking to since Reese was blowing on one nipple and running his knuckle gently over the other.
David almost wished she would chastise them again while wearing her glasses, but then he’d surely be done way too soon.
Mati stroked her fist up the considerable length of Reese’s cock and twisted her other down the greater width of David’s.
She must have done something really, really terrific in her last life to have ended up here. She just needed more arms, so she could also thrust her fingers into Reese’s hair, or run a palm down David’s broad, muscular chest.
She ached inside, empty, her need growing. David’s big, calloused hand dipped again beneath her gown and up the inside of her thigh. She eagerly spread her legs so he could trace his fingers over the crease where her thigh met her body and finally, finally, over her swollen, slick folds.
She sighed. “Oh, thank god.”
Reese released her breast. “What’s he doing?”
His voice was wrecked, his lips swollen. Mati stared at him and thought she’d never really seen him before. This man, with his wild hair and flushed face and glowing, heavy-lidded eyes, was another person altogether. She had a moment of total disbelief that it was his lean, hot body pressed to hers, his hands curved around her ribs and cupping her breast, his hard, blood-hot cock in her hands.
She wanted to do everything to him, with him, for him.
David’s fingers bumped over her clit and she shivered. “He’s got his hand…his fingers…” She gasped. “On my clit.”
He wasn’t slow or gentle about it either. Each flick was perfect. Taking up a rhythm and building speed. Reese tweaked her nipples each time she twitched.
“Oh god,” she groaned, her head spinning.
She was losing coordination fast, so she trapped David’s cock against her hip, pressing it into the soft fabric of her gown with every roll of his hips.
He flicked her clit harder, faster.
“I should have taken this stupid gown off,” she growled. “I want to feel you against me. I want you to come on my skin.”
David muttered a heartfelt, “Fuck.”
Reese let out a low moan, the sound raw.
David looked at Reese, their faces flushed and lips pink. David leaned closer, barely an inch, and Reese met him halfway, their mouths crashing together.
Fuck, that might be the sexiest thing she’d ever seen. Their tongues darted in and out of each other’s mouths, little gasps escaping each time they parted.
David moved back, his breathing ragged. “What do you want?”
Reese looked feverish, his eyes glazed.
David’s fingers were still driving Mati out of her mind, her need growing along with the empty feeling inside. “I want something in me. I want you in me.” She didn’t specify who because she honestly didn’t care, as long as they were both here, in her arms and under her hands.
“Reese,” David said urgently.
Reese blinked at him, clearly not understanding.
David’s smile was sweet, and maybe a shade pitying. “You should be the one,” he explained.
“Oh god. Yes. But you—”
Mati groaned and arched again. “Are we really going to debate this?”
A ghost of a smile quirked Reese’s lips. He looked at David. “Whatever you want.”
Mati’s heart squeezed painfully in her chest.
Then David was gone.
She reached for him at the same time as Reese, failing to catch an arm or a hip as he rolled out of the bed.
“No!” she gasped.
Reese frowned. “Where are you—”
“Easy,” David said, his smile flashing brightly in the dim room as he strode to his bag and dug out a familiar box. He climbed back onto the bed and held a strip of condoms out to Reese.
Reese sat up on his knees and took one. Then he dropped it. Twice.
David took pity, plucking it from Reese’s normally dexterous hands. “May I?”
Reese nodded, rolling his eyes when David tore the foil open with no issue. His mouth fell open when David curled his hand around his shaft and gently rolled the latex into place.
“Oh god,” Reese whispered.
Mati grinned. “You like David’s hand on you.” It wasn’t a question.
Reese swallowed. “Yes.”
“Imagine what his mouth would feel like.”
Reese’s long, elegant fingers curled around the base of his cock in a death grip. He let out a helpless, desperate noise.
Mati reached for him and he fell to his elbows above her. She pulled him into a kiss and wrapped her legs around his waist, their groans muffled between their mouths as his cock slid along her clit.
David crawled closer, still on his knees, one hand running down Reese’s spine. Reese’s hips stuttered against hers when David’s hand slid over his ass.
“Did you mean it?’ David asked, his voice hoarse.
Their kiss ended with a gasp. “What?” Mati asked.
“You want me to come on you?”
“Yes,” Mati said.
Reese’s hips stilled, his eyes squeezing shut. The head of his cock dragged over her clit and down, until it was pressed to her entrance, guided there by David’s grip.
Reese looked like he was about to lose it.
“Please, Reese,” Mati said, breathless. “I want you in me.”
Reese opened his eyes, his gaze bright and focused, and slid his cock into her to the hilt.
God, that felt fantastic. Thank fucking god for goal-oriented men.
Reese laughed, and Mati realized she’d said that out loud. She didn’t care. She had more pressing issues.
“Please, Reese. Please move.”
His long shaft rubbed over thousands of electrified nerve endings, withdrawing until only the head was caught inside her, teasing her, before he pushed back in with a single, powerful thrust.
She cried out, arching against him. “Yes! Go hard. Go now.”
Reese hooked his hands around her shoulders and did exactly as she’d demanded, hips plunging again and again, their bodies meeting with solid, satisfying thumps.
God, she’d fucking missed this. Her body felt stretched and used and wanted in ways she’d forced herself to forget she needed.
She squirmed, desperate for more. For release.
David’s fingers slipped between their bodies and Reese stuttered to a stop with a moan.
“No,” she cried, using her legs to pull him closer.
He shook his head as if to clear it and started fucking her again. David’s fingers were everywhere, tracing where Reese’s shaft disappeared into her body, flicking over her clit.
“Yes!
Fuck, harder!” Mati shouted.
Reese dug his knees into the bed, lifting higher and shoving her nightgown up so he could cup her ass cheek in his palm and tilt her hips up. Mati threw her head back when on the next thrust he got the angle just right.
“Fuck, you two are amazing,” David ground out. He stroked his cock with one hand, hard and fast, while the other was spread across her belly, his fingers working her clit.
A bolt of pleasure shot through Mati, the flutter low in her belly growing. “God, don’t stop.” He didn’t and she floated higher. “Yes. Yes. Fuck.”
And that was it. The last words she could speak as every muscle in her body drew taut and, suddenly, blissfully, released.
Her climax crashed over her, tearing a cry from her throat as she thrashed against the bed, muscles clamping down around Reese’s cock.
“Fuuuck,” Reese groaned, thrusting deep and pressing his hips tight against hers, his body shaking as he came.
“God, David,” Mati gasped. “I want to see it.”
David’s head dropped as if his neck would no longer hold it up, his teeth sinking into his lower lip. His hand flew over his cock and he made a noise as if someone had reached down deep inside of him and ripped out something vital. Thick white stripes landed on Mati’s bunched up nightgown, wet warmth spreading across her hip.
With a final trembling exhale, all three of them collapsed onto the mattress.
Chapter Twelve
Reese hummed, content all the way to his bones as he floated on the truly awesome afterglow he had going on. He’d barely had the wherewithal to tie-off and toss the condom before faceplanting onto the mattress.
Mati and David weren’t doing much better, wallowing with David half on top of Mati and Mati’s hand in Reese’s hair, holding him close.
It was a long time before Mati shifted restlessly. “I hate to break this up, but my gown is starting to stick to me.”
Reese knew from personal experience the night before how gross that could be, so he heaved himself toward the side of the bed and almost fell on his ass because his thighs were bound together by his forgotten underwear.
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