She didn’t look him in the eye when she nodded.
Hunter answered. “How about one of us watches the other two for the first time, and then we’ll switch? One guy to deal with at a time isn’t so unusual, right? And as a matter of fact, I’ll even volunteer to take the first watch.” He grinned suddenly at his little joke, displaying his beautiful perfect teeth. Lilianna was transfixed by the utter gorgeousness of his full, unsmirking, unhindered smile.
This was the first time she’d seen that he even had teeth. He was absolutely magnificent. She’d be willing to bet that Hunter had broken more than a few hearts along the way of his life path with just the brilliance of his expression when he gifted those around him with a big, generous smile as he did to her now.
The idea of having Hunter watch her have sex with Dylan sent her pulse skyrocketing. That thin streak of exhibitionism reared its lusty little head, cheering the coming sexual show. Let him watch.
“Okay.” She nodded to add validity to her agreement.
Dylan twisted his head as if surprised she’d agreed so quickly. He looked like he’d been trying to talk himself out of a disappointment when something even better came along as an option.
Lilianna put her focus on Dylan. He too was simply a magnificent specimen of man candy to watch. His ready smile was all bad boy charm and confidence. She’d be willing to bet he’d seduced legions of women into bed with his bedroom brown eyes alone.
She stepped closer and started quickly unbuttoning her shirt. She wanted to be naked this time. He stilled her hands before she got to the second button. “Slow down. We don’t have to be in a hurry, do we?”
“I guess not.” Aren’t all men in a hurry? Apparently not. Or she wasn’t about to have any clothing removed for this sexual romp either.
“Plus, I’d really like to be the one to undress you, if that’s okay?”Ah, he wanted to do it. Excellent.
She pushed out a relieved breath. “Yes. Good. Fine.”
His hands slid to her waist, gently squeezing her sides through the cotton shirt. He kissed her lips gently, then he did it again. She was so focused on his mouth rubbing across hers, she didn’t notice what he did with his hands.
Without her even feeling the movement, his fingertips were suddenly under her shirt stroking her bare flesh. She shuddered in bliss and wrapped her arms loosely around his neck. She planted a soft kiss on his jaw, his cheek, the corner of his mouth. He leaned his head in close and kissed a path downward until he softly nuzzled her neck.
Sparks of arousal shot hard and fast through her body. Dylan nibbled, kissed, and licked his way to her mouth again in a most seductive way.
Sure, she was in over her head, but it seemed like he was taking the lead, and she was happy to follow. Maybe this would work out nicely after all. Maybe they wouldn’t learn how utterly out of her depth she was right now. Above all else, she didn’t want them to regret bringing her home with them.
One of his knees moved between her legs as he danced her backward a few steps. Before she realized his intent, the backs of both of her thighs brushed the foot of Hunter’s large bed.
Dylan suddenly opened the front of her shirt wide and began shrugging it off of her shoulders. She pondered briefly how he’d managed to get her top unbuttoned without her even noticing but figured it was good. At least he wanted her naked for this coming sexual encounter. She kicked off one shoe and then the other to help the process.
Out of the corner of her eye, Lilianna noticed that Hunter was seated in a low, sleek chair to the side of the bed. Once they were between the sheets—or on top of them—he’d be able to see absolutely everything that happened. Thud went her heart at the mere idea of a single-person audience.
Was it odd for him to watch only and not participate? Her vibrant imagination fed her inquisitive mind possible images of what would happen if he too were to join them. She shivered in tingling arousal at the mental images flashing in her brain, and she made a mental note to go back and visit that later.
Dylan dropped her shirt at the end of the bed beside them, then startled her by releasing the clasp on her bra before the fabric even hit the footboard bench.