Page 116 of Chasing Lynda

But her kisses? Those are worth going twenty-thousand leagues under the sea and jumping into the fire for.

I seize her lips the same way Bennett did just a second ago, and like every time I kiss this woman, I feel like nothing else matters.

Not even the fact that we have an audience and Bennett is still standing there, looking at us.

His groan makes her turn to look at Bennett. “Come here, babe.” She pants, pulling him to her by the fabric of his t-shirt.

I don’t even know how it happens.

As Bennett takes Lynda’s lips in a hot kiss, her delicate, slender neck is exposed and I can’t resist the urge to drag my open mouth down its length.

When I reach her shoulder, I bite softly in that particular spot that always makes her moan.

“Oh.” She exhales against Bennett’s lips and I don’t even think before I slide down the fabric of her robe to expose more of her soft, ivory skin.

When Lynda’s fingers untie the belt that keeps her robe closed, I help her step out of it.

Both Bennett and I stop to look at her sexy, naked body; when we met her, about six weeks ago, Lynda was rail thin.

Now I know that it was because she was running away and often had no money to eat regular meals.

My heart swells with happiness when I notice that now her hips have a softer curve to them and there’s more meat on her arms and legs. I’m glad that since she’s been with us, she’s been safe and she hasn’t had to worry about where her next meal will come from.

But truth be told, my heart isn’t the only thing that swells with happiness; my cock is definitely doing some swelling of his own and, judging by the hard bulge in Bennett’s shorts, he’s having my exact same reaction to the situation.

“I was about to take a bath.” She smiles. “Were you guys going to shower before the party?”

A look passes between me and Bennett, but I’m the one who answers her question. “Yeah, that was my plan.”

Lynda links her fingers with mine. “Then why don’t you guys jump in with me? This tub is ridiculously big, more like a hot tub and we all know how important it is to save water. You know, for the planet.”

Yeah, that’s why I’m prepared to do anything to make sure that she’ll want to be my wife for real, not just on paper. This woman is everything I’ve ever wanted and never knew I needed.

She isn’t just beautiful, sweet and caring. She’s also feisty, funny and sexy as hell; but I know she’s also been through a lot and I’d never want to take advantage of a situation, no matter how tempting. “Both of us?” I ask.

She steps into the tub. “Yeah, both of you. If you don’t mind.”

Ok, so ... fuck.

Bennett and I look at each other again; we’ve never shared a girl before. The thing with Chrissie was totally involuntary on our part and none of us knew that she was sleeping with us all.

After our friendship almost imploded because of the jealousy that Chrissie stoked at every opportunity, we stayed far away from each other’s interests. As soon as someone informed the others that he was into a girl, she’d be off-limits to the other three.

Until Lynda.

But even when we agreed that we could all pursue her, we never thought that we’d be with her on anything more than a one-on-one basis.

Bennett’s gaze is as full of doubt as my own as we both hesitate. Is it possible for us to be with her at the same time? We’re too possessive and crave to be in control way too much for that not to end in disaster ... Right?

Lynda lowers herself into the warm, scented water with a sexy little sigh. “So? What are you guys waiting for? The water is wonderful and I need someone to wash my back.”

That’s definitely all the incentive we need. Bennett and I are out of our clothes and sitting in the tub, at either side of Lynda, in virtually no time.

“I got here faster,” he says with a shit eating grin. “Do I get to wash you back, GT?”

He soaps up a wash cloth and begins to lather Lynda’s shoulders way more gently than I’d ever give him credit for.

Lynda sighs contentedly, pulling me to her front. “While he washes my back, can you help with my front, Dodge?”

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