Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44297 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44297 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
I kiss her, soft at first, then deeper when she opens for me, her fingers curling in the fabric at my chest. Wade’s lips trail down her neck, and she arches between us, her breath spilling out in a broken little sigh that’s nothing short of devastating.
Everything moves slower then, a moment suspended in new and tender feelings laced with heat.
Her hands reach for both of us, and the world narrows to the warmth of her body and the soft, hopeful sound she makes as we close in around her.
Chapter 19
Joelle
One rugged, sexy cowboy is overwhelming enough, but two? I don’t know where to look or who to touch. Shirts are stripped and jeans unbuttoned, and suddenly I’m surrounded by heat and muscle and men who want me with a focus that steals the air right out of my chest and makes the walls around us draw closer.
Wade’s at my back, solid and warm, his hands braced on my hips, anchoring me to him. Caleb stands in front of me, all soft eyes and restrained strength, his smile gentle enough to undo me even before he reaches for my face.
My pulse skitters and my breath shakes. I’m caught between them, anchored by their desire and my own.
“What do you need, Jo?” Caleb murmurs, voice low and coaxing. “Tell us.”
I swallow hard, feeling Wade’s breath at my neck, his lips against my spine, and Caleb’s thumb brushing my cheek. Two men waiting on my answer. Two men willing to stop, move, or change everything based on one word from me.
The power of that makes me giddy.
“I need…” My voice trembles. “I need you to show me what it’ll take to be the woman you need.”
Wade’s breath rumbles like a growl against my ear. Caleb’s eyes are warm, deep, and molten.
“You already are the woman we need, Jo,” Wade says, his hand sliding up to rest over my heart.
My breath leaves me in a rush of relief.
Caleb smiles, kissing my lips, then murmuring, “But we can show you what it’ll be like to be ours.”
“Yes,” I gasp, as Wade’s hand cups my breast. “That’s what I want.”
“Okay, sweetheart.” Caleb rubs the tip of my nose with his, a gesture so gentle, that any fear I had about what this might be like evaporates.
“Lie on the bed, Joelle,” Wade says, tapping my ass with the flat palm of his hand, making me jump. As I climb on, the mattress shifts around me. Wade settles next to me, his fingers teasing my sensitive nipples to aching points.
Caleb parts my thighs, sighing as he drags my damp panties down and exposes my most private place. “You’re so wet, sweetheart,” he says, dragging a finger through all that slickness. When he bends to lick me, Wade whispers, “Watch him,” in my ear. I blush again, forcing my eyes open so I can keep my gaze fixed on his brother’s focused attention; his flicking tongue, his fingers gently parting me, the heat in his eyes as he teases me.
Wade mirrors the circling of my clit on my nipples, whispering, “Good girl. See how much he loves the way you taste… so sweet and perfect.” He latches on, gently sucking the milk left behind by Caleb. The ache twists through me, connecting to the pleasure between my thighs, and in the shortest time, I’m falling and falling into pleasure so pure, I don’t know how to keep myself together.
“Oh god… yes… don’t stop!” I gasp, gripping handfuls of both their hair, holding on while I drown in the darkness behind my eyes, my body twitching with relief. I’m barely conscious when Wade rolls me over onto my belly and tugs beneath my hips so I'm brought to my hands and knees. His dick is hard against my still fluttering entrance, pushing inside me in two deep thrusts, already familiar to my body. Caleb strokes my hair from my face and runs his thumb over my lips.
“Does that feel good?” he asks, watching his brother thrust into me in slow strokes.
“Yes,” I admit. “So good.”
He takes his cock in hand, as thick and long as Wade’s, teasing the slick head. I reach out to take him in my hand, and he groans. “Let me taste you,” I say, not wanting him to be left out. I’ve never had a man in my mouth before, but Caleb has always been so good to me. I need to show him how much I want him even though Wade is inside me, spreading me so wide, I feel like I might collapse from sensation all over again.
Caleb groans but shifts closer, trailing the slick head over my bottom lip. He’s so hot and salty, and I duck my head, taking him as deep into my mouth as I can without gagging, hollowing my cheeks to make it tight. His hand is in my hair, not to control but so he can see everything. Wade curves over my back, his hand reaching to play with my nipple.