by Petrova, Em
Abe waved a hand, bringing attention to where he lay. A knot lodged in Levi’s throat as he realized she lay in the wreath of his arms with her cheek pillowed upon his chest.
Yearning surged inside him. Yeah, he was going after what he wanted all right, and that was a sexy little vixen whose electric gaze zapped him to a pile of oatmeal.
His cock nudged his fly hard, demanding release. Coming farther into the room, he caught her fresh scent mixed with something earthier—her female musk. How many times had Abe loved her in this space?
Tonight it was his turn.
He stood at the end of the bed, letting his gaze kiss and caress her when his mouth could not. They’d agreed it was best to begin this way. She’d awaken at the strange feel and taste of Levi’s lips on hers if he delivered the earth-shattering kiss he really wanted to.
But he longed for the intimacy of starting slow. If she accepted him, he vowed to go back and do it right.
She was rolled slightly onto one hip. The lace string of her panties cut across her round upper thigh and her long legs were demurely crossed at the ankle. But the shadowy place between was what Levi would first kiss.
A shudder rolled through him. He smoothed the gooseflesh on his bare chest with a palm.
“Go on, Levi. She’s all yours.”
Levi’s gaze snapped to Abe’s. Chapel didn’t shift a muscle when he whispered. He peered at her lovely face, taken by the vulnerable pout of her lips and the pale glimmer of her skin beneath the moonlight. Emotion welled inside him.
“You’re overthinking this, man. Let your body take over.”
Passion was a crazed beast inside him. Did Abe know? Of course he had to realize. After all, Abe had once found himself in this position—dying to make love to her but probably wondering if she’d reject him.
Abe’s hand played over her hair lightly. She stretched, bringing one small foot inches from Levi’s thigh. His cock twitched.
With slow deliberation and a racing heart, he reached for her. His hand hovered over her ankle. Damn, it looked huge compared to her delicate bones. He could crush her.
But all he wanted to do was love her.
A flip in his brain shut off and he closed his fingers over her flesh. Lightning crashed deep inside him, releasing a floodgate of feeling. Her silken skin maddened him as he traced a slow path up to her calf, curling his hand around the sleek muscle. She didn’t move.
As he learned her shape, he forgot about Abe’s voyeuristic presence. His world narrowed to include only himself and the stunning vixen beneath his hands.
At the soft spot behind her knee, he spent a moment gliding his fingertip over the tender flesh. Without thought, he dipped his head and tasted it. His senses reeled. The supple skin under his mouth was like the first gulp of air to a drowning man. For years he’d been trapped in a limbo state, each day experienced over again. And now she’d gripped his hand and towed him to the surface of the living.
She made a soft noise that set him aflame.
He gripped the hollows of her hips and eased her flat on her back. Before he could lose his nerve, he plucked at the frail strings holding up her panties and guided them downward. She shifted a bit and released a coo.
Staring up the length of her body, he watched her face for signs of waking. Her eyes were closed and the thick fringe of her lashes lay in spiky shadows on her cheeks. Abe’s face loomed above hers, his expression intent.
Fire consumed Levi as her sweet scents hit him. Honey and musk. A starving man’s feast.
He was unable to still his shaking hands, they trembled against her flesh. He parted her thighs and lowered his face to her mound. Drinking in her feminine scents. His mouth watered for a taste, but on the edge of his consciousness, he never released the dream of taking her mouth, invading it with his tongue and sweeping the hot interior until she cried out.
He parted his lips and covered her pussy in one big bite. The instant she awakened, he knew. He felt her muscles hum to life. He couldn’t cut off his groan as her delicious cream burst on his tongue.
Stroking the soft folds of her sex with the point of his tongue, he ran it down the seam to her soaking core. When he flicked his tongue into the opening, her fingers twisted in his hair.
“What—?” she cried, rearing up.
Abe caught her. “It’s okay, baby. It’s Levi. Let him pleasure you.” “Levi?” Her voice was strangled. With excitement or fear?
He chanced a look at her face. Her round eyes blinked back at him, shock smeared across her features. “I won’t hurt you. Ever,” he whispered against her inner thigh.
A tremor ran through her, which thrilled him. Knowing he could cause a physical reaction in her heightened his own need until his shaft throbbed painfully. But it was oh so good.
“Relax, sweetheart. He wants this, and so do you. Let him get you off.”
“But, Abe—” Her words were cut off as Levi lapped her clit. The nubbin hardened beneath his tongue and a flood of juices slicked his chin.
“Shhh.” Abe’s fingers captured her nipples as Levi tasted her again and again, his mouth working her wet pussy until her struggles ceased.
She relaxed in Abe’s hold, her head thrown back as the two of them owned her body.
Levi moaned against her, rumbling against her sensitive flesh and ripping a cry from her. Her fingers found his hair again, twisting in the longer strands that had given away his identity. He reveled in the tingle of the shafts pulling his scalp. His mind spun and he continually reminded himself that she was his—her round ass in his hands, her hips rising and falling with each stroke of his tongue.
Her fingers scraped down to his jaw, her thumb working over the coarse hair there. “That’s it, baby. His mouth on you is so good. You’re getting close, I can feel it.
Don’t hold back. Let him take you over the edge.” Abe’s throaty whisper reached Levi.
Her soft thighs clamped around his ears and she guided his jaw harder against her quivering flesh. He nudged the hood of her clit back with his lip and gently licked the hard pearl beneath.
She ruptured with a raspy cry. Levi’s mind whirled as his mouth flooded with juices. He tightened his hold on her ass, lashing her to him, needing more, wanting to take her higher. She owned his heart. The least he could do was show her just how much.
Her pussy pulsed under his tongue and he slipped lower to lap up all the juices.
You did this to her. Gave her bliss.
One taste was never going to be enough. He’d become an addict and she his preferred drug. Gathering her cream, he met her tumultuous gaze. Abe had one nipple between his lips and a hand anchoring her hip tightly to his erection. He rocked against her rhythmically.
All at once, Levi needed more. He tore his mouth away, planted one moist kiss to the inside of her trembling thigh and surged up her body. Her gaze was glued to his, blurred with passion and still riding the high of her release.
“Now for the first kiss,” Levi growled, and claimed her mouth.
She opened to him at once, soft and warm and unbelievably hot. He ground his lips against hers almost roughly, wanting to mark her somehow so that when he broke away, she’d know his touch still.
Threading his hands in her hair, he held her immobile, but she wasn’t going anywhere. Her mouth was his. He plunged his tongue between her lips and tasted her scalding heat. When she ran her tongue over his, he thought he’d die.
White fire boiled in his groin. His cock was stiffer than ever before. If he didn’t get inside her soon, he’d come in his jeans.
Still, he drank from her, deliberately chafing his jaw against her tender flesh. Mewls of need escaped her. He swallowed each and demanded more.
He planted a knee between her thighs and ground it against her dripping pussy. Abe lifted his head from her breast and Chapel twisted from Levi’s kiss. Suddenly, she tensed.
“I’m s-sorry.”
Levi moved away a fraction to allow her room to think. He couldn’t i
magine the confusion in her mind. But they had to know. They had to make her talk.
“Why sorry?” Abe’s question was gentle.
She shivered and four hands caressed her, tried to ease her. “For this. For kissing Levi, and letting him…”
Abe smoothed her bangs out of her eyes. “You think I’d let it happen if I didn’t want it, baby?”
Her breath caught. “Why would you want another man touching me?” “Because I know you want it. And he wants it.”
“What do you get out of it?” Her words were uneven, as if she dared not hope he enjoyed her gaining pleasure from another man.
Abe nuzzled her lips. He spoke into her hungry little mouth. “It makes me fucking hot.” He guided her hand to the bulge in the front of his boxers. “Feel that?”
She moaned.
Levi could wait no longer. He had to taste her again. He cupped her face and brought her lips to his. “Touch him while I kiss you.”
Abe grunted his satisfaction as she wrapped her hot fingers around his shaft.
Levi nibbled her lips like he’d wanted to since the first moment he’d laid eyes on her. Learning each plump curve drove him wild. Over and over again he reminded himself this was real—he was touching her. And she was far from rejecting him.
He slowed the kiss until their mouths barely moved. The slight shimmy of the mattress as she fisted Abe’s cock excited the hell out of Levi. His erection pressed into her opposite hip, demanding touch too. But kissing was too good and he wanted to take it slow. Kissing her all night seemed like the most decadent ecstasy.
She reeled him in with an arm around his shoulders, slanting her mouth over his. Then she paused and shot Abe a glance. His eyes were pinched shut in bliss from the ministrations of her adept fingers. “You like that, baby?”
“Fuck, yes.”
“Your hot steel in my hand feels good. And Levi…” She faltered and both men waited for her to go on. When Levi understood she felt too shy or unsure, his heart throbbed to ease her.
“Sweetheart, we want this. You can say anything,” Abe assured her. He grunted as she flicked the pad of her thumb over his swollen head, smearing a drop of pre-come there.
Levi moaned at the vision.
Abe’s mouth twisted into a smile.
“See? Levi likes it. What do you want to do, Levi?”
“Kiss. Christ, I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long,” he murmured.
Her eyes were two shining gems in the pale beauty of her face. Her lips were inches away, so close and yet frightening as hell. Now that he’d started, he couldn’t stop. Pulling away from her was not an option. Not without leaving the state altogether.
“Then kiss me,” she breathed.
The soft words washed across his mouth and ignited him. With a growl, he claimed her. Abe writhed and she kissed Levi with a passion he’d never experienced. Whether it was for him or the man in her hand, he didn’t know. But he couldn’t stop.
“God, baby, I’m going to blow.”
She moaned into Levi’s mouth and pumped his cock faster. The bed rocked. Abe stiffened. And with a guttural groan, he came. She broke the kiss and they both watched hot spurts of come shoot over her hand and splatter on her hip.
Abe’s breath hitched and he bucked. She continued to stroke him until the last drops trickled from the thick head. He cradled her cheek and she turned to him eagerly, delivering a kiss that was no more passionate than that she’d given Levi.
For a moment, Levi wondered at his presence here. When he’d watched Abe finger her to completion, he’d been partly angered but turned-on beyond belief. Now that he understood Abe’s stance on the subject and her obvious agreement, seeing her jack off Abe only enflamed him.
Her breasts quivered and her nipples peaked into tight buds, beckoning to Levi. He gathered one mound into his hand and drew it to his mouth. She stopped breathing. Endearments revolved through his brain and he fed them to her between the flicks of his tongue.
“Baby, you’re delicious…can’t get enough, can’t get close enough…darlin’, I won’t let you go now.”
Her fingers worked into his mass of hair and lifted his face. Through the dimness, he met her shimmering gaze. Her wanting was clear on her face. Damn, to sink into her scorching body and share her pleasure would blow his mind. Was that what she wanted?
Abe’s hand came down on his shoulder. “Take her. I know you can guide her to release in your arms.”
Levi’s gaze drifted to his. He felt a shock rip through him at what he was about to do. Join bodies with Chapel—Abe’s woman. The act would forever alter their relationships. What if Abe couldn’t handle it?
A glance downward revealed to Levi that Abe was aroused again at the idea.
But Chapel was the real concern. Could she climb out of this bed and speak to him again? Look him in the eye?
He caressed the long hair out of her eyes. “What do you want, love?”
A shiver of emotion trickled over her features. Her lips worked, but the words didn’t come out. He stared at her for a long minute, half resigned that he’d be two- fisting his cock to completion tonight rather than slide between her round thighs. Rather than risk her, he’d do it.
Her breasts quivered with every breath. The nipples were still dark with blood and hard as knots from his sucking. If he ran a hand over the seam of her pussy, he’d surely find her wet for him once again.
Dammit, I need the words.
“I won’t do anything you don’t ask for, Chapel. If you don’t feel about me the way I feel about you, I’ll climb out of this bed now. I won’t push you.”
“You’re not pushing me. It’s just…new.” Her lashes closed over her smoldering gaze. When she opened her eyes again, she drew Abe into the exchange. “You want this?”
He leaned on one elbow, hovering over her as Levi did. “I want to give you pleasure in all forms. I know you desire Levi. And you can’t deny how hot he’s made you.”
She shook her head slightly. “No, I won’t deny that.” She looked Levi full in the face and knocked the breath from him. Her voice held a tinge of shyness that stirred his passions. “I’ve wanted you from the start. But I can’t go through with it if it causes tension.”
“No tension from me,” Abe said. “Levi?”
He let his gaze travel over her beautiful face, from her wide-spaced eyes to the delicate point of her chin. “I want you to be happy, baby doll.”
She gave a soft sigh. “What do you want?”
His cock throbbed. “I want to bury myself in your tight little body and make you come all over my cock.”
Her ankle hooked around his waist and she brought him flush against her moist heat. The sensation permeated his denim and he thought he’d spill his come right then. She surged upward and found his mouth.
With a growl, he possessed her. He tasted the soft spot behind her ear, the hollow of her throat, the fragrant valley between her breasts. His hand spanned her waist and he delved his thumb into the depression of her hip. Nipping her lower lip, he raised a cry from her.
“I want you, Chapel, but not just your body. You.”
She wrapped her arms and legs around him and drew him into her world. “I want to give it to you. To wipe that lost look from your eyes and give you a place.”
Abe made a noise of agreement.
Her nimble fingers popped the button of Levi’s jeans. The zipper’s vibration against his cock made his head reel. When her scalding fingers dipped into his boxer briefs, he thought he’d surely died and was in the hands of an angel.
He stripped out of his clothing and kicked the garments to the floor. The sound of a drawer opening brought his attention to Abe. His friend held up a condom.
Levi reached for it but Chapel snatched it up. “Let me.”
He leaned away to allow a woman to slide a condom over his stiff rod for the first time. Before prison, he’d never partnered with a woman who wanted to do it. And the woman in the hotel on the drive to Pennsyl
vania hadn’t been as eager a participant as Chapel. She sank her teeth into her lower lip as she adeptly rolled the sheath over his aching cock. He ground his molars against the need to spill all over her hands.
Then he poised at the quick of her. Gazing into her eyes, he forgot about the years spent in prison and the dozens of reasons why he wasn’t good enough for her. Even Abe’s presence felt right. Having someone else who loved her and had her best interests in mind gave Levi the freedom to give up the tight grip on his control.
In one slick motion, he plunged his cock into her core. A shudder shook his shoulders as he fought to keep from coming. Her white heat swelled around him, bathing his cock in blissful need.
Her cry of delight filled his mind and tore away his ability to hesitate. He had to move or die.
He withdrew slowly and then sank into her again, watching her pupils dilate. She lightly scraped her nails over his back and gripped him perfectly tight with her thighs.
Abe’s quiet tenor reached them. “Feels so good, doesn’t it, baby? As good as you thought?”
“Better,” she gasped, twisting her face into the sheets.
Levi slammed into her again, struggling to get deeper and maybe possess part of her soul. The pressure in his groin doubled, tripled.
He rocked his hips into her, aware now of only her cries and the mind-blowing ecstasy.
“Yesss,” she hissed. Her pussy pulsed around him, and he knew she was rocketing up the slope of release.
“Come on, baby. You feel so good. So fucking tight.” He growled the words as he bucked harder.
She met him thrust for thrust. Her muscles tensed. And she opened her eyes and met his gaze. A heartbeat ebbed between them, and then she shattered. Her wet heat bathed his cock, sending him over the edge too.
He lifted her against him, rising and falling together. Hot juices erupted from his cock. She contracted around him, her sharp teeth in his neck and her velvety tongue working over his skin. He buried his face in her hair and tried to absorb her into his being.
Love you, need you. Love you, his mind chanted this over and over again.