“Your mom told me just how friendly they were.”
His mouth opened. “She didn’t.”
“I’m afraid so. I don’t think she was lying. There are three of you, and you all seemed hell-bent on sharing me.”
He grinned, and her heart melted a bit. He was equally as good-looking as Hawk, but Clete had finer features.
“Would having three times the love be so bad?”
“I’m not about to find out, but I can only imagine the chaos of trying to please three men. Obviously, I failed to satisfy even one man.”
He kissed her hard. “That man was a fool. Trust me. Try it and see if you don’t think you’ve found heaven.”
“Right. And when Hawk tells me he can’t stand the sight of me, then what? I get my heart broken three times as much?”
“That would never happen.”
He looked so sincere she almost believed him. “Even if that’s true, I don’t do cold weather, and I need my culture. I admit I’m spoiled, but I like to be surrounded by friends and see a play every once in a while.”
“That can be arranged.”
Clete did seem to be the type to be able to make miracles happen.
He leaned in close again and kissed her. “Give me one chance. Please, Miami? You won’t regret it.”
She rubbed her hands down his jacketed arms. “I’ll think about it. How’s that?”
He reached around her and patted her butt. She instantly thought of Raven.
“It’s a deal.”
* * * *
Bella spent the rest of the week putting the finishing touches on the website. Before she launched it live, she wanted to get Hawk and Raven’s approval. She’d managed to corral both men and made them sit at the table while she went over the webpage.
They both scrolled through the links and discussed what they might want to change.
Hawk leaned back in his seat. “Bella, this is amazing. You really have talent.”
Too shocked to respond, she glanced to Raven.
“I agree with Hawk. Let’s go live!”
Her accomplishment swept through her. She’d made a contribution to the business. “Let’s hope this brings in a ton of business.”
Hawk took her hand, something he’d done maybe never. “I can’t thank you enough.”
How did he go from so stern to incredibly sincere in a flash? He confused the hell out of her. “Thanks.”
Every night he’d come to bed, get under the covers, and go to sleep. But have her spend an extra ten seconds in the bathroom and he’d freak and ask if she was okay. She’d never understand that man.
She pulled the computer toward her and selected the publish button. “Done. Now we wait.”
Clete had been in and out of town during the past couple of days, busy with something. When he was home, he made everyone great meals and told wonderful stories.
At dinner on Friday, he asked everyone to join him. “I have an announcement.”
She looked at Hawk and Raven, but neither appeared curious. “I’m listening.”
“I have invited a few friends over for a party tonight. I want everyone to meet Miami.”
By now she’d gotten used to her nickname. “Did you two know?” She searched the other men’s faces.
Hawk shrugged. Raven nodded. Why hadn’t Clete told her? It didn’t matter. The thought of meeting others excited her.
Automatically, she searched her selection of clothing. “I hope this is a jeans affair.” That was all she had.
“Actually, it’s rather dressy.” He pushed back his chair and held out his hand. “Come with me, my dear.”
Hawk grumbled. “Well, I’m not wearing a suit.”
Clete exhaled heavily. “I didn’t expect you to. If you did, all of Pleasure would faint dead.”
“A real comedian,” his brother shot back.
Clete walked her to his room. Since he hadn’t tried to seduce her already, she figured he’d be good. From his closet he pulled out a box. “I’d like you to wear this.”
“You bought me something?”
“I found it when I was in Boston.” He grinned. “Open it.”
She lifted the lid and pulled out a red, fitted dress. The material was stretchy, the neckline low, and the length came to about her knee. “It’s beautiful.”
“Try it on.” She started to walk out the door. “In here.”
She was wearing underwear, but undressing in front of him seemed a little inappropriate.
He stepped near. “My good friend and my brother have both seen you naked. From what I’ve gleaned, your body is perfect. There is nothing to be ashamed of.”
“I’m not ashamed, just modest.” He probably was right. If he’d wanted to make love to her, he already would have tried something. Besides, her underwear was more covering than her bathing suits. “Fine.”
She slipped out of her jeans and sweater, and stood before him in her black, matching Victoria’s Secret lingerie.
His gaze ran down the length of her, but he didn’t make a move. She allowed her mind to accessorize the outfit as she stepped into the dress. She did have black heels, thank goodness.
“Need a hand?”
She realized her dilemma. The zipper was in the back. “Thanks.”
He ran his warm fingers over her shoulders and down her back. After he zipped her up, he lifted the hair from her neck and kissed her below the ear. Her body melted.
“Let me see you.”
She turned around. He probably wasn’t aware that he kept dragging his tongue across his bottom lip over and over again.
“So?”
“It’s almost perfect.”
She had to chuckle. “That took some nerve. I’m almost perfect?”
He routed through his drawer and pulled out a velvet box. “You are perfect, but the outfit needs something extra. This was my grandmother’s. She had expensive tastes. When she died, Hawk got one piece, and I got another.” He opened the box.
She gasped at the array of diamonds strung together, separated by rubies. “It’s beautiful.” She’d seen a lot of expensive jewelry, but this might have been the nicest piece she’d ever seen. “Do you loan this out to all your women?” That would be foolish.
He lifted her chin with a finger. “Stop with all the women comments. I’m not some lothario.”
Now she felt bad. “Sorry.”
He turned her back to him and clasped the necklace around her neck. “If you must know, I’ve never lent it to anyone. Just you.”
Could she feel any lower? Fingering the beautiful stones, she faced him. “Can I take back everything I said?”
“Take back?” He chuckled. “Like we used to do in high school?”
“Yes.”
“That depends on how well you behave tonight.”
That intrigued her. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
He stroked his chin. “I want you to flirt terribly with me all night long.”
She laughed. “You have a reputation to uphold?”
He ran a knuckle down her cheek. “There you go again. Making assumptions. No. I just want you rubbing that luscious body up and down mine.”
“Funny.” She stepped away and unclasped the necklace. “Are you sure you want the world to know this beautiful piece resides in this house?”
“It’s insured, but it doesn’t do any good unless I get to see it on a woman such as yourself.”
“You so have a way with words.” She turned around. “Unzip me. I’ll need to shower before the party. What time does it start?”
“Around eight.”
It was close to seven now. Excitement slammed through her when she pictured lots of interesting people to talk to. She hadn’t been to a real party since the night she found Bill doing the nasty. “I’ll be ready.”
“So maybe we should practice first.”
She placed a palm on his chest. “What do you mean practice?”
He picked her up and placed her on his bed. �
�I’ll show you.”
Tell him to stop.
When his lips touched hers, she lost all of her resolve. Her body seemed to float upward as if she were in a dream. He slipped the dress down her shoulders, taking the bra straps along. Excited about what he could show her, she wanted his fingers to caress her breasts.
“I want you naked.” Had she really said that?
He held her tight and backpedaled to the bed. They both dropped onto the comforter. The moment he pressed his body on hers, she’d wanted him. She’d seen the man for who he was, his vulnerabilities, his pain. His willingness to share created a strong bond between them.
Clete rolled to the side and discarded his shoes, pants, and shirt. At least this Knight brother wore underwear, or rather had worn underwear since he was now naked.
With a gleam in his eyes, he climbed on top of her. “Now let’s see about divesting you of this fine dress. We don’t want to get it wrinkled before the party.” He lifted it over her head and placed it on the end of the bed.
“No. Never.” She laughed.
His lips traveled lower. He peeled back the bra cups and licked her nipples. A jolt of electricity shot through her.
“This needs to go.” With a flick of the clasp in back, he lifted off her bra and tossed it on the bed. “So much better.” His eyes roamed over her. “You are exquisite.”
She searched his face and found only sincerity. His cock nudged her panties, and she widened her legs. Her pussy dampened thinking about taking in all of him. She expected him to drop down between her legs, but instead he remained torturing her breasts.
His thumb brushed one nipple while his mouth played deliciously with the other one. His teeth pulled one crest taut then let it slip out of his mouth, scraping the edges until pleasure surrounded her. Clete knew his way around a woman’s body.
Her fingers itched to feel his skin. She slipped her hands over his shoulders and pressed tight. When his head bobbed up and down, his muscles flexed. She trailed her hands over his shoulders and up his neck. While his hair was short, she explored the bristled ends with her palms. The sensory overload was driving her crazy.
His hands slipped down her waist, and he bestowed kisses down the middle of her body. The expectation shot tingles straight to her pussy.
He nuzzled his nose in her belly and inhaled. “I love how you smell.”
Could he say the right thing at the right time, or what? He dipped lower. All she could reach was his head and shoulders. Her fingertips traced a line over his ears.
Then he pulled down her panties and waves of contractions slammed into her. He spread her thighs and had the nerve to take little nips on her inner thighs.
“Lick me.” Yes, she sounded desperate, but she needed him. With all the stimulation she’d gotten from Raven, and even Hawk, her body had been on edge for days, pulsating with desire.
His nonverbal response was to widen her thighs and suck close to her desired destination. She mentally urged his tongue to go higher, but he seemed content to tease her. His hands roamed. He reached up and touched her breasts as if he wanted to make sure they were still there. Then he dragged his knuckles down her sides. In its wake he left excited nerves eager for more of his touch.
While his mouth explored her thighs, his thumb finally brushed against her clit, and she nearly came off the bed.
“Easy, Miami. We’ve got an hour before the party starts.”
“That’s barely enough time to get ready. What if the guests came early?”
“Shh. Don’t worry.”
His one finger skirted the edges, avoiding her sensitive spot. He must have realized she needed a bit more, for he slid two fingers into her opening. Joy blasted her. He crooked his fingers and hit some spot she didn’t know existed, but when he pressed again, her pussy flooded his fingers. Even she could smell her scent.
“Please, Clete.”
“Please what?”
She loved his teasing tone, but right now she needed more. “Fuck me.”
He laughed. “Such a dirty mouth on a pretty girl.”
She thought he’d slide into her, but did he? No. He must have been determined to drive her totally insane. He better not think about stopping. If he did, he’d have to tie her up and gag her, for she’d come after him at the party if she had to.
Desperation clawed at her. His mouth finally clasped onto her pussy. “Oh, yeah.”
He knew every spot to touch. His touch, his mouth, his fingers feverishly attacked her pussy. Only when a set of knees appeared in her view did her heart lurch.
“Raven?”
Clete retreated and sat up. “You’ve come to join us?”
Her body tensed. Okay, tense might not be the right word. Her bones had mostly melted by now and she was in a haze of desire.
“If it’s okay with Bella, I’d love to. I even brought something special for her.”
He must be talking about his cock. Right now, she needed a cock, not two. “I’m not so sure.”
Raven quickly stripped and climbed next to her. “Can I kiss you then?”
Since every inch of her body was on fire, she’d take any and all hands. “Yes.”
Raven slid down beside her. He held her gaze and trailed a finger across her cheek and over her lips. Just as he leaned over, Clete began eating her pussy again. Dear God. How could she focus on both men at the same time?
Somehow they got into a rhythm. They must have sensed her body reacting, or watched how she moved and breathed each time they touched her. She let go of her hang-ups and got into the sensuality of the experience.
Raven slowly lifted his head. Only at the last moment did their lips separate. Their breaths mingled, and his gaze held hers forever. His hand found her swollen nipple, and he pressed it tight, making her back arch. That coincided with the onslaught of nerves firing between her thighs.
“Can I try something?” Raven’s lids lowered. Her answer seemed important.
“What?”
A glasslike cock appeared from behind him. He waved the huge object. “You will love what I can do with this.”
Her pulse sped up as she remembered his deep desires. “Where do you want to put it?” She knew the answer but wanted confirmation. She’d used vibrators in her pussy and liked them.
“In an unexplored territory. Trust me.”
His lips descended on hers. His tongue speared her lips and she opened up. The tang of beer floated in her mouth. He alternated the speed and pressure as if he was truly trying to be one with her. All she could do was nod.
Clete must have noticed her consent, for he pulled back. The deprivation escalated into desperation.
Clete joined her on the other side and pulled her on top of him. His passionate kisses took over her mind. He pulled her knees upward until she was sitting on his hard cock. Yes. The pressure on her pussy gave her some much-needed relief. She dragged her body up and down his length. Bubbles of pleasure filled her.
Clete grabbed her hips. “Don’t move, unless you want me to come right now.”
Before he plunged his thick cock into her? No way. “Okay.”
She’d been so distracted that she’d hardly paid attention to Raven until he lifted her hips, forcing her to hold herself up with her hands.
“Hold still and relax.”
She didn’t get the chance to ponder his comment when Raven’s finger slid into her pussy. “You sure you know what you’re doing?”
“You’re about to find out.”
Chapter Ten
Raven removed his fingers from her pussy and dragged her goo up her divide. Using slow, circular movements, he circled the liquid around her hole. Her breath increased. Was she ready for this? Raven seemed so intent on pleasing her. She had to give him a chance.
His finger threaded his way past the tight muscles of her ass. Instinctively, she clamped down on him.
“Uh-uh. What did I say about relaxing?”
She tried to obey, but when two fingers dove in, she had n
o choice but to squeeze her rear tight. The fingers retreated. A hard spank nearly toppled her forward.
Anger at the unnecessary action rushed up her gut. “What was that for?”
Raven rubbed her ass. “You didn’t listen. Spanking will make you relax.”
That was rich. “I don’t think so.”
His hand came down again and her ass heated up. Clete gently took hold of her arms as if he expected her to bolt. “You’ll find you’ll enjoy this in a minute.”
“I don’t see how.” Her eyes watered.
The slaps lessened in intensity but increased in frequency. By now her ass must have been bright red. She couldn’t remember the last time anyone spanked her. Her dad was never home to deliver any kind of punishment.
Only these men didn’t think of this as a reprimand. On the next slap, Raven’s forefinger brushed against her clit. Her juices spewed out. A long, rolling spasm built inside her and nearly toppled her.
The spanking abruptly stopped. When a greased glass cock pressed against her puckered ring, her ass was so tired that it slid in about an inch.
“Good girl.” Raven patted her butt.
Clete reached out and twisted her nipples, taking her mind off what was in her ass. The plug didn’t hurt, but she wasn’t sold on how much pleasure it could bring. Raven got behind her and dragged his cock over her pussy. The skin-to-skin contact nearly sent her over the edge. Lust pooled at the apex of her thighs.
When he twisted the plug into her ass, she didn’t really mind. The sensation was different than when his cock had been inside her, but it wasn’t bad. When he pulled out the plug then pressed it in, he must have hit something.
Like riding waves of sunshine, delight emanated from every direction. “Oh.”
“She likes it, Clete.”
Between Clete playing with her nipples and kissing her and Raven rubbing his cock up and down her pussy, the plug’s travels barely registered. However, when it was fully seated, Raven pressed hard on the end. Only then did she realize what the plug could do.
Raven scooted over to the side as Clete pulled down on her ass. “Sit on me, Miami. Make love to me.”
A condom appeared in Clete’s hand and he slipped it on. She positioned herself over his cock. Wanting to return the favor by touching him, she wrapped a hand around his dick and squeezed. His eyes widened. Then she guided her pussy on top. Given how he’d taken his time, she wasn’t going to let him off the hook.
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