Page 67 of Trouble

I glance at him, offering him a grin, my heart rate taking off at the fire ignited in his eyes.

“And that’s what you want?” Declan asks the grinning man next to me.

Cade takes a single step forward. “Fuck yeah.”

“Lock the door,” Declan grits out. “And shut the shades.”

The whimper that slips up my throat can’t be stopped.

“And you—” Declan’s tone is deep, his eyes eating up every inch of me. “Do you remember your colors?”

I nod jerkily, heat pooling in my core.

The sound of the shades sliding shut behind me is like a starting bell.

“I want to watch you undress her.” Declan relaxes back in his chair, his arms behind his head, asif he’s unaffected.

I, on the other hand, am so keyed up I can barely catch my breath.

Cade steps up behind me and gently brushes my hair off one shoulder, then presses his lips to my neck, sending goose bumps skittering down my arms. “You ready for this, Trouble?”

“Yes.” It’s a whimpering breath of a word.

I keep my attention fixed on Declan as Cade slips his hands beneath my sweater. He fondles my breasts, squeezing each one, then follows Declan’s order.

“Bra too,” Declan says, his voice thicker now. I can only imagine how hard he is beneath his pants.

Cade unhooks my bra, and I relax my arms, letting it fall to the floor. Then he’s pulling at my pants, sliding them down my legs, and removing my shoes. Crouched in front of me, he lifts his head, his expression hungry, and rakes his gaze over me, before licking his lips.

The attention makes my core pulse in anticipation. I want his lips on me. His tongue. His fingers?—

“Bring her to me.”

Apparently, Declan has other plans.

It wouldn’t surprise me if Cade ignored the order and dove in. Instead, he doesn’t so much as flinch at Declan’s command. He lifts me into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. With his hands settled beneath my ass, he crosses the room and gently lowers me to the desk.

For a moment, no one speaks. No one moves. Cade and I are both transfixed, waiting for Declan’s next directive.

“Fuck, Melina. I’ve been thinking about eating you on my desk since the first time you visited me in here.”

Heart stumbling, I suck in a breath. “Me too.”

“Spread those beautiful legs for me, sweetheart. Let me see how pretty you are when you’re wet for both of us.”

Without a single ounce of modesty, I swing my legs wide. Both men have licked me, fucked me, and watched one another pleasure me.

Finally,finally, if I’m lucky, I’ll get them both at the same time.

Declan leans in close and slides his thumb between my lips. “Look at that,” he says to Cade. “Look how fucking wet she is.”

Cade steps closer, right into Declan’s space, and leans down until they’re shoulder to shoulder. “Bet ya she tastes really sweet right now.”

“Why don’t you test it for me?” Declan suggests, his voice wavering just a little.

The little slip makes my stomach flip. Despite the stern tone and stoic expression, he’s nervous. Just like I am. Just like Cade.

He holds me open and shifts to one side. At the same time, Cade presses a hand to my thigh and angles in. With a groan, he licks me from my opening to my clit, brushing Declan’s thumb along the way. Declan’s responding hiss has me gushing, and when Cade turns, tongue still touching me, and holds Declan’s gaze, my core pulses.

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