Page 77 of The Very Naughty List

This is insane and I know it, but I can’t stop myself. I spread my legs a fraction of an inch, silently inviting Reid to keep going. He smiles devilishly at me before he slips his fingers a little higher and drags them slowly up and down my slit before he presses one of them inside me.

My teeth clamp down on my lip to keep myself from making any noise, and I focus my eyes straight ahead, both to keep an eye on Lucas and because I know if I look at Reid, something is going to come out of my mouth and give us away.

Reid slides his finger in even deeper, then starts slowly working it in and out. His hand is thankfully covered by my dress, but I have to grip the cushion of the seat to hold back the moan that’s bubbling in the back of my throat. Lucas’s conversation with Sebastian and Nick definitely wouldn’t be enough to cover it up.

“So, what did all you think of the ball?” Lucas asks the whole car, and I tense up. It takes everything I have to keep a straight face, to not betray any hint that one of his best friends has a finger buried in me as we speak.

But Reid must really be in the mood to torment me, because just as I open my mouth to answer Lucas, another finger slips into me, choking the words in my mouth.

“F-fine,” I stammer.

Lucas nods, not seeming to catch on.Thank fuck.

“I can’t speak for the rest of you, but I had a fucking great time,” Sebastian says, glancing at me in the rearview mirror from the driver’s seat.

His eyes glint at me for a moment—until he spots Reid’s hand in my lap. I watch the comprehension play out on his face as he puts two and two together, and I silently beg him to be quiet.I give him the tiniest shake of my head I can manage, and he winks at me. I don’t know whether that’s a good or bad sign.

“It was all right,” Nick says, thankfully taking the focus off me as Reid starts fucking me faster with his fingers and massaging my clit with his palm. My breath catches in my throat, and my eyes burn at the corners from the effort it’s taking to hold in all the noises I’d love to be making right now. “But I’m glad we blew out of there early.”

“Hah. Nick has never been one to get into the holiday spirit,” Sebastian teases him, and Nick flips him off in the rearview, making the whole car laugh. Then Nick turns to face me, and his eyes land on the spot where Reid’s hand is moving surreptitiously beneath my dress.

What the hell are you doing?he mouths silently at me.

I give him a look before darting my gaze to Reid, reminding him thatI’mnot the one who’s doing this. A heated, amused look spreads across Nick’s face, and instead of doing anything to rescue me from my current predicament—although I’m not sure Iwantto be rescued, no matter how risky what we’re doing is—he settles back to watch, his eyes glinting in the lights that flash by outside the car.

“I’ve been feeling a little more cheerful than usual this holiday, honestly,” Sebastian says, still looking at me in the rearview.

“Me too,” Reid agrees as he pushes his fingers all the way inside me.

“Wow. That’s a Christmas miracle,” Lucas says, and the guys all laugh.

I appreciate that the triplets are doing their best to keep Lucas talking and distracted. God knows I need the help right now, because it’s taking every ounce of willpower I have not to melt into a moaning puddle in the back seat with Reid’s fingers working me over. Between the adrenaline rush of doingsomething like this and the way Reid seems to know my body even better than I do, I’m not going to be able to hold it together much longer.

“It’s nice having you back in town though, sis,” Lucas comments. “Just like old times, getting the whole gang back together. It’s awesome.”

“Yeah, it’s great,” I say stiffly with a forced smile, even though he can’t see my face from where he’s sitting in front of me. I can barely get the words out around the moan that’s burning in the back of my throat and threatening to give me away. Reid curls his fingers inside me, and I clench my thighs around his hand, my hands curling into fists as pleasure shoots through me.

Nick’s nostrils flare as he watches my response, his eyes dark.

Lucas, bless him, is totally oblivious. He slumps back in his seat and looks out the window. “Are we there yet?”

“Almost,” Sebastian answers, glancing up at me in the mirror as he makes a turn. My body weight shifts with it, driving Reid’s fingers deeper into me. “Something tells me you aren’t the only one in a hurry to get off this ride.”

His words are thick with innuendo, and a shiver races down my spine because he’s right. As good as Reid is making me feel, he’s also driving me crazy, and I can’t wait to come—the risk be damned. While Lucas is looking out the window at the streets of Chestnut Hill as the scenery slowly passes by, my eyes lock with Reid’s. I nod at him shakily, silently pleading with him to bring me over the edge.

He smirks and starts to work my clit and my pussy at the same time, sliding his fingers in and out as his thumb circles my clit. Sebastian turns to Lucas, asking him a question even as he reaches out to turn the music up a bit, and a rush of gratitude fills me as pleasure spikes in my veins.

Reid glances at his brother, then shifts his expression back to me.

He subtly leans a bit closer to me, dropping his voice as he murmurs, “This is for thinking I still have any interest in Sutton, trouble. Remember this next time you feel jealous of her or any other woman. None of them could ever compare to you.”

He drags his fingers out of me and pinches my clit gently, making me jolt and dig my nails into my palms. The rush of sensation sends me soaring closer to an orgasm, and when Reid repeats the action once more, a little harder this time, I fall to pieces.

I raise one hand to my mouth and bite down hard on my knuckles to keep from making a sound, my gaze still locked straight forward. Sebastian glances up, watching the scene play out in the rearview mirror without giving anything away or crashing the car, and somehow, he manages to keep up his conversation with my brother through it all. But although his tone is even and casual, I can feel the weight of his gaze like a physical touch.

Reid circles my clit with the pads of his fingers, working me through the end of my climax, and a tiny squeak escapes me.

“You okay, Hailey?” Lucas asks. “I can scoot my seat up if you don’t have enough room.”

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