by Gina Kincade
“I know it’s really soon and some would call me crazy, but I love you too.” She pressed her fingers against his lips—as he tried to say something—effectively cutting him off. “You don’t have to say it back. I just wanted you to know.”
Grasping her wrist lightly, he pulled her hand from his face and placed his free hand firmly on the nape of her neck. He drew her to him, his lips sealing over hers in a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue swept into her mouth to twist with hers, causing his chest to rumble with need and desire. Dipping his chin, he broke the connection, resting his forehead against hers. Their masks cutting off some of the contact between their skin. “I love you. And I plan to remind you every goddamned day that you will let me.”
She laughed softly, her breath fanning over his lips. “I’ll never stop you.”
He groaned and stood, holding a hand out to her. “I think it might be time for us to call it a night and head home.”
“I second that.” Ty stood. “Otherwise, we are going to have to find a private corner.”
Malea’s gaze bounced lazily between the two men before her. Each offered a hand to help her up. Slipping her delicate hands into their palms, she let them pull her to her feet. They headed past the dance floor, waving bye to Jenna and Trent, who returned the gesture, but there was no way Trent was letting Jenna free of his embrace.
Chapter Fourteen
The limo door closed them off from the outside world. Ty wasted no time cupping the nape of Malea’s neck and crushing her lips in a bruising kiss. Her palms landed on his chest, one hand fisting his shirt to pull him even closer while the other slid down his chest and continued so she could stroke his hard flesh through his dress pants. Groaning, he kissed her even harder, lifting his hips to press himself into her palm.
Josh flicked open the button on Ty’s pants as Malea continued to caress him. She gently drew the slider down, the rasp of the teeth separating, caused heat to pool low in her body. Josh slid his hand under the waistband of Ty’s boxer briefs, freeing him of the fabric that contained his hard flesh. Malea fisted the base of his cock. Pulling back briefly, she eyed Josh with an arched brow. He grinned, a sensual curl of his mouth, before lowering his head and wrapping his full lips around the tip of Ty’s cock.
Ty cupped the back of Josh’s neck and pulled him closer, encouraging Josh to take him deeper. Malea released the base of Ty’s cock as a deep rumble reverberated through his chest, drawing her gaze back to his face and away from the hot, sensual scene playing out before her. Ty moaned and locked his piercing blue gaze on her.
“Is it too much for you?” he questioned gently after pulling her face close to his.
She answered with a breathless, “No.”
Ty kissed her tenderly, eliciting a soft whimper that turned his veins to fire.
“Mmm, I like that sound coming from your beautiful, pouty lips.”
She bit said lip and let her gaze wander back to Josh, as Ty’s impressive cock disappeared into his sinful mouth.
“I don’t think I have ever been so turned on,” she murmured.
Josh lifted his head and smiled. Reaching for Malea’s hand, he guided her between Ty’s legs. He kissed her gently before sitting back to watch her take Ty into her very skilled mouth. It was Ty’s turn to feel what he had earlier that morning. His hand rested on Ty’s chest as Ty slid his to the back of Malea’s head and fisted her long locks. His hips lifted each time her head bobbed down to take him deep into her warm mouth.
Ty groaned. “Fuck, Lea... swallow, baby.”
Malea smiled around his hard flesh, relaxed her throat, and took him deep. Breathing out of her nose, she swallowed, her throat contracting around the sensitive head of his cock.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned again, pleasure arcing down his spine, causing his balls to tighten. “I’m gonna come, baby.”
Relaxing her throat again, she took him just a bit deeper and swallowed over and over again, milking him. His seed shot hot and hard, coating her throat.
Ty’s grip in Malea’s hair loosened. She kissed the tip of his cock before tucking him back into his pants. Closing the button and drawing the zipper back up, she finally looked at the two men watching her. Each grabbed an arm and drew her into their laps. Ty capturing her mouth before pulling back so Josh could draw her mouth to his, finishing off the ride back to the house with a dizzying kiss. Josh pulled back and grinned at her as the limo rolled to a stop. Malea climbed off them and snatched up her purse as the door opened.
They barely made it inside with the front door closed and locked before Ty had discarded his mask and had Malea in his arms. Cupping her ass, he lifted her against his chest, grateful that she hadn’t gone with a larger skirt on her dress. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and he made his way up the stairs and into her room. Letting her slide down the length of his body, he set her on her feet. He took her face in his hands and kissed her softly. Malea’s heart pounded, her soul soaring at the tender touch. Love welled as her tongue swept over his.
Josh gently untied the ribbon holding Malea’s mask in place and unclipped her hair, letting her sable locks free to fan around her striking face. He then drew the zipper on her dress down, slowly. His hands slid down her sides, his fingers caressing her skin through the soft material of the black corset she wore beneath her beautiful costume as he guided her dress down her body so the silk could pool at her feet.
Ty released her lips, kissing along her jaw, down the column of her slender neck, and over the swell of her breast. His teeth rasped against her budding nipples, his tongue laving against the satin and lace that still covered her. Moving down her stomach, he knelt before her. Holding her hips, he rested his forehead against her lower belly. Closing his eyes, he breathed her in.
“I love you, Malea,” he whispered.
She ran her finger through his flaxen hair and smiled when he finally lifted his gaze to her. “I love you, too.”
He smiled back and unsnapped the elastic straps that held on to her lace-top thigh highs. Ty lifted each foot and removed her heels, pulling her dress free as he did, before slowly guiding the sheer nylons down her legs.
Josh began unclasping the hooks that ran the length of her back and soon had her freed of the corset that hid her flesh. Discarding it somewhere on the floor behind him, his arms wrapped around her, sliding up her bare abdomen to gently pinch her pert, pink nipples. She whimpered at the contact, her head falling back to his shoulder. Josh pressed his naked body against her back. Dropping his head, he caressed her shoulders and neck with his sinful lips as his fingers worried her nipples.
Ty pressed another kiss to her lower belly. This time, his lips found flesh and his tongue snuck out to circle her navel. His fingers hooked in the waistband of her black lace panties to slide them down her shapely legs and bare her completely to his hungry gaze. His hand grazed over her firm ass cheek, down the back of her thigh, and lifted her leg over his shoulder. Ty repeated the action with her other leg, and a small, anxious gasp slipped past her lips.
Josh remained at her back, nuzzled her neck, and whispered. “I got you. Neither of us will let you fall. You’re not going anywhere, love.”
Leaning against his hard chest, she closed her eyes as Ty gripped her hips and his tongue slowly caressed her folds. She whimpered again, looking down her body to the blond head between her legs. “Please, don’t tease me.”
Ty’s response sent hot, wicked pleasure licking over her body as his tongue dove past her lips and made first contact with her swollen pearl. Her fingers thrust through his hair and her back arched. He laved at her sensitive flesh, causing her to cry out in pleasure.
“Bed,” Ty nearly growled. Malea barely registered what was happening as his tongue continued to tease and caress her flesh. Josh, still holding her, shifted and laid her back on the soft silk of her bed. Her knees remained over Ty’s shoulders as Josh’s mouth descended on her breast, sucking her peaked nipple.
“Oh God,” she cried out, one hand
thrusting through Josh’s dark, shaggy hair and the other fisting handfuls of Ty’s lighter locks. “Don’t stop.”
She was reduced to begging as dual shards of pleasure cut through her body. Her back arched as the pleasure crested. Her hips rocked against Ty’s mouth and her body seized as heat washed over her. Her skin flushed and screams were ripped from her throat.
Ty grinned against her sweet flesh as he lapped up her release.
Josh lifted his head and grasped the back of Ty’s neck, pulling him to his mouth. “I want to taste her on you.” His tongue thrust into Ty’s mouth as his finger slid between Malea’s legs and stoked the fire still raging in her body.
Josh nearly growled as he released Ty and pulled her further up on the bed. He moved forward to center himself between her thighs. Fisting his cock, he rubbed the head over her hypersensitive flesh. He then leaned over and kissed her softly.
“Are you ready for me?” he asked, wanting her to be comfortable and remembering his promise to never push her. Silently, he prayed she wouldn’t say no now, but he knew if she did, he would crawl into bed with her and Ty and sleep like a baby in the arms of the people he loved to his very core.
“Yes.” She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close and lifting her hips to guide him deep inside of her slick sheath.
She moaned and captured his mouth as he stilled briefly before beginning a slow, merciless rhythm that reignited the embers that smoldered deep within her. His hips rocked as he leaned back, holding Malea’s hips. She was eternally grateful she had gone on birth control. She couldn’t imagine there being a barrier between their skin as his intoxicating flesh stroked against her walls.
Having shucked his clothing, Ty climbed back on the bed, pressing his bare, heated skin against her side. Cupping her breast, he worried her nipple between his index finger and thumb while his free hand snaked under her neck and held her close. He ran his finger over the ridges and dipping valleys that created her ribcage as her back arched. Her soft flesh called for his lips, but he couldn’t bear to look away from her beautiful, desire-filled face. Keeping his head resting on their shared pillow, he let his finger drift lower to her slick, swollen folds. He knew if he were to look down her body where Josh thrust deep inside of her, he would find the small, trimmed thatch of curls at her core glistening from her dripping pleasure. His long digit circled her clit, causing her to whimper as her men pushed her to the brink.
“Oh, sweetheart, you are tight,” Josh groaned.
“Mmm,” she moaned. “Harder.”
Josh picked up his pace while Ty pressed down on her bundle of nerves. Josh roared as his own pleasure danced through his veins and crested deep within him. Malea screamed as Ty flicked her clit, sending the crashing wave sweeping over her body. Her walls pulsed against Josh’s heavy length.
“Fuck, sweetheart,” he shouted as her sheath milked him of every last drop of pleasure.
Josh all but collapsed on top of her. Shifting, he curled up against her side. He kissed her forehead and brushed the wet strands of hair that stuck to her face.
“I love you, Malea,” he told her as he caressed her cheek.
“I love you too,” she said softly, holding his gaze for a long moment before turning to Ty, who still lay there, watching her. “I love you both.”
Ty smiled and kissed her lips gently. “I love you too, Lea.”
She smiled as her heavy lids fell closed and sleep pulled her under, into a dark canvas of bliss.
THE WARM LOUISIANA sun peeked through the window. Malea stirred, heat instantly pooled in her lower belly and a soft whimper pushed past her lips as two arms tightened around her, stilling her movements.
“Are you always an early riser?” Josh’s sleep-thickened voice groaned against her hair.
She laughed quietly. “Just had to make sure it wasn’t a hot dream.”
Ty chuckled, cracking open one lid to peer at the two of them. “Not a dream, Lea. You’re stuck with us now.”
“Mmm,” she moaned, knowing her dreams could never compare to what reality held for the three of them. “This is wicked perfection. I could never let you two go.”
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When you’ve always lived by the rules, how can you fall for two men who live to break them?
Stacey Gamble had it all. The perfect life, the perfect partner, perfect children. Or so she thought, until her husband had a mid-life crisis and ran off with their housekeeper. And the kids decided to follow.
Seeking refuge in a small country town, Stacey wants nothing more than to re-find her niche in a society that embraces the conventional.
Her new neighbors, Teale and James, throw a wrench into her plans. Literally. When the two sexy men rescue Stacey from a broken-down car in the dead of night, she can’t help but be drawn into their lives, and eventually their bed.
While their relationship intrigues her, Stacey’s heart still yearns for acceptance.
Is it possible for someone who has always lived by the rules, to break those rules for love?
Chapter One
Stacey
No one told me it gets darker out of the city than in. Like, pitch-black dark. I can barely even see my hand in front of my face, which is not a good thing when I’m sitting in a broken-down car in the middle of a country road. At midnight.
My two sisters said shifting to the country would be good for me. They said it would offer a fresh start, where I could forget all the shit that went down in the city and begin to move forward with my life. It all sounded very reasonable, and since moving here to this small rural oasis in the south-eastern part of Australia, I’ve finally been able to breathe once again.
I like the name of my new home. Peaceton. The town has a serene vibe that speaks to me in terms of what I’m looking for, and I haven’t regretted my decision once in the four months I’ve been living here. Till this moment.
A street light or two would be nice. I check my mobile phone for the tenth time in three minutes and there’s still no signal. Plenty of battery, mind you, because
I never leave home without making sure my mobile is fully charged. The sensible one, my family call me. Always organized. Always prepared. Only, sensible does one no good at all if there’s no phone signal. Apparently, my car broke down in a dead zone.
Awesome. So, I can sit here moping, or... Or what? What does one actually do in the country in this situation? It’s too dark to identify any recognizable features so I’m not even sure how far I am from home. Close, I think, but...how safe is it to get out and walk? Are snakes more likely to come out at night? Are there dingoes—wild dogs—in this region? Are there...serial killers waiting to descend?
My heart is beating way too fast and I can’t seem to draw in a proper breath. I’m pondering my best course of action in an attempt to rein in my too-vivid imagination, when a dark SUV drives past and then slows to a stop. The brake lights flash red, then the reverse lights come on and back up toward me until the vehicle sits idling right in front of mine.
Relief rushes through me, followed closely by trepidation when both the driver and passenger doors open and I realize the only weapon I have, if they turn out to be crazy nutters, is my handbag. Mind you, that’s a pretty heavy-duty weapon. I flick on my headlights so I can see them a bit more clearly than my intermittent hazards allow.
A tall, lanky guy gets out the driver’s side, and a slightly shorter but more heavily muscled man alights from the passenger side. Two guys, coming to my rescue. Two really fucking sexy guys, heading my way. My clit, a part of my body I thought long-dead, flickers to life with a throb. I hope they’re here to rescue me. I hope they’re not serial killers.