Page 30 of His Mansion

He picked up his drink from the table and chugged it back, his throat moving rhythmically and Dara swallowed in time. Her entire body buzzed with adrenaline. She didn’t think she could move if she tried.

“Kane? Where’s Dara?”

Dara struggled to a sitting position. Jack stood with a filled tray, his gaze darting between her and Kane. She snatched her coat off the table and covered herself. Her cheeks flamed, her body even hotter.

Kane rose to his feet and grabbed his things. “Emergency work call. Glad you’re back. She’s a pistol. I thought I was going to have to rip her clothes off again, or tie her up.”

“Oh, we can do that later.” Jack growled softly. He put down the tray and handed Kane a piece of paper. “When you can make it.”

Kane took a few steps away from the table before glancing back at Dara. He licked his fingers, the ones he’d had buried deep in her body and she shivered. She really was going to die.

Jack sat next to her and kissed her cheek gently. Such a chaste touch after the porn-ranked actions of the past half hour. He pushed a plate of fries her direction before eyeing the boarders seated across from them. “Time to hit the slopes, boys. Conditions are good out there.”

“You won’t believe?—”

“Move along.”

Dara bit her lip and fixed her gaze on the table as the two guys left without another word. Canadians were so polite. They’d watch, but they wouldn’t say anything.

A new group claimed the vacant bench—a mom and dad with their two kids. Dara made sure she was properly covered, then she and Jack ate in silence, her blood pounding through her hard enough she felt breathless. An afternoon of skiing still ahead?

She would never survive.

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Alpine Responsibility Code

Rule #8—Before merging, always look uphill and yield to others…

“Ican’t believe you made me do that.”

They slipped back into their cabin. Jack held the door for Dara as she rumbled at him.

“Made you? Oh boy, we need to talk about willing accomplices and other things.” He peeled off her coat and paused to admire her breasts. “God, I’m a genius. You’re just dying for me to put my mouth on you, aren’t you?”

Dara whimpered and nodded, reaching up to plump her breasts, tugging her own nipples.

He grabbed her wrists. “Hey, hey, slow down. There’s no need to rush.”

“You’re not the one suffering here,” she complained. “Kane had me on the edge of an orgasm before he left.”

Jack snickered evilly and splayed his fingers against her lower back, rocking her against his erection. “Oh, I’m in pain, believe me.”

He tried to keep it light, joking far more than he usually would, but hewasfucking suffering. Not only were his balls blue from wanting her so badly, the urge to kick Kane out of the picture rose all the time. He didn’t like the sentiments he’d been experiencing toward his best friend. It was a hard contradiction—being turned on watching Kane and Dara together, and yet feeling jealous he wasn’t the one in charge.

The door flung open behind them and Kane stormed in. “Where is she?” His eyes lit on Dara and his frantic expression calmed. He shook his head sorrowfully. “Fuck it, that went a little farther than I intended. I’m sorry, Dara.”

She grabbed him by the collar and hauled him closer. “Damn right, and now you’re going to pay.”

A rush of lust and a flash of rage hit simultaneously. Jack forced himself to step back as he stripped off his ski coat. Dara was up to something, and she deserved the right to play this one out as she desired. She lifted her chin and her gaze darted between him and his friend. There was none of her usual submissive softness in her stance, just an all-out sensual burn that threatened to ignite the entire room.

“I want you naked, Kane.” Her voice husky, yet firm, made the hair on the back of his neck stand upright. His anger eased—Jack might not enjoy being dominated himself, but watching Dara lord it over Kane was a serious turn-on.

Kane nodded slowly and moved into the living room to comply. She turned her steely gaze in Jack’s direction and he raised a brow at her. Did she really think she could order him around as well?

“Kane and I are going in the hot tub to fuck like bunnies. You want to come?”

All his tension dissipated as he laughed and flicked open the button on his pants. Dara knew just the right thing to say.

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