Page 182 of Filthy Lovin Heroes

Sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

Whatever expression I wore pulled a low rumbled laugh from Jace that had my clit pulsating all over again and my cheeks scorching. After what I just did, I don’t know how they could be any redder, but I felt the hot burn and saw the way Cade’s eyes landed on my cheeks. He knew how they both affected me, and I didn’t know how I felt about that yet. Why, I didn’t know yet. But I could delve deeper on that thought later.

Cade’s firm lips parted, and I never expected to hear his next words. Or, feel the hot gush of juices run down my thighs because of them.

“We need to do filthy things to you, Elle Morgan. You better run while you can.”

I swallowed audibly and pushed myself up. It took all my strength to peel away from their warm arms and stand, but I pushed past my lust-drunkenness. I had to. What would they think of me if I let this go any further? They were professional football players with all the success spread out at their feet. Versus me—waitress by weekend and office grunt by week. We didn’t belong in the same worlds.

Shaking no less than a leaf in a hurricane, I pushed to my feet. Dress hiked up past my ass and my thoroughly pleasured boobs on full display, my mouth hinged open.

What have I done? With trembling hands, I made quick work of righting myself but I should have known they wouldn’t let me get far.

Both moved fast and swept me up. Locked away from the world in our small little nook, my college ex and his best friend cocooned me. Sexy, powerful. Not pretty in a polished way, but handsome with cowboy jawlines like the boys back home.

Cade leaned close, tucking me against him, his lips against my ear. I felt the ridges of their arousals into me. Jace from behind and Cade nudging my belly. “You can run if you like, baby, but this time we’ll find you.”

Cade

I felt her heavy breaths and the caress of her hard nipples rake against my chest. Watching her pretty face shift from insecurity to full on lust captivated me. We watched as my words sank in, and the pretty blush on her face had pre-cum spilling to wet my briefs. I was tempted to spread her out between us right now and show her just how much I’ve missed her. Show her what she missed by running away.

My gaze swept over her delicious, curvy body. Curious hands tripped down my chest and slowly teased the over my belt buckle.

I drank in the sight of a horny Elle standing before us. I grabbed a wet cloth from a tray left behind by the waitstaff, and I cleaned my mouth. I already couldn’t wait until I was back between her legs, tasting her sweet nectar. Again and again. But for now, simply being with her, holding her would do.

Knowing she will be mine again—ours—filled me with a surge of male satisfaction. I stroked a finger down her cheek. “Come home with us. We can talk there.”

With one hand I gathered a creamy thigh and dragged it up mine until I knew she felt the hard line of my cock.

“Oh, God, Cade.” Her eyes glazed over and for half a second both Jace and I stood there, rooted in place by the shift of power in the room. She held all of it and we hung on her next words.

All she would have to do is say yes and I would die a happy man. Jace too. I raised my eyes from her and looked at Jace, who moved the curtain of hair from her face.

War raged behind those pretty eyes. We were about to lose. I knew it. She would leave and force us to keep our word.

“That, uh, that shouldn’t have happened.” Her voice shivered, but I admired her holding our gazes. She cupped her face, but that only enhanced the wild red splashed across them.

Jace stepped in and turned her to him. He took her hands in his and kissed her lingeringly.

“Let us see you home safely at least. Tomorrow we will pick you up and then we can say everything we need to say.”

She stepped from our arms, and I let my hands fall to my sides. Bewilderment shined in her eyes. Jace looked like he wanted to scoop her up, toss her over his shoulder, and walk out. We didn’t need that kind of press this close to our first game of the season.

“That’s okay. I can take a cab.”

With a finger under her chin, I lifted her gaze to mine. “I’m sorry, I didn't mean for that to come out as a request.”

Five

Elle

Cocky, pushy bastards. Where had my head been last night? Horrible thoughts burned my mind. It seemed all our collective brains shut off and we let our bodies do the talking. But seriously, what the hell was wrong with me? I didn’t just fall into a man’s arms, much less two. It didn’t matter why.

But I had with them. And so easily. I leaned on my bathroom counter and tried to find the woman I knew versus the woman I became with them. One look, a stroke of a hand and I succumbed to all my desires. I couldn’t even blame it on the alcohol either. Well, enough of that. I didn’t have time to frolic and play in night clubs with ex-boyfriends.

Freshly showered minutes later, I gathered my dry hair in a twist and braided the length down my back. Standing naked, I used my towel to clean off the mirror and froze at the clear view of my body. My nipples were still sensitive, hard. I swiped a finger over one tip and jumped from the jolt.

Last night I realized something. I thought what I felt for Cade and Jace was a thing of the past. Clearly that wasn’t the case. My heart raced just thinking about them. My whole body tingled all through the night, and I couldn’t help but question why I stopped. Why I refused to go home with them. I frowned as a thought struck me. “They had to think the worst of me.”

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