Page 37 of Kiss and Tell

Joey cupped one of her breasts, squeezing it firmly, but he didn’t lower his head again, too fascinated with watching what Miles was doing to her.

Miles raised his head, slowly slipping two fingers inside her, thrusting in and out a few times before withdrawing completely. They were shiny with her arousal when he showed Joey just how wet and ready she was for them.

“Jesus,” she groaned when Joey wrapped his hand around Miles’s wrist, sucking those two fingers into his mouth.

She writhed beneath them, on the verge of spontaneous combustion.

Joey released Miles’s fingers. “You want more, honey?”

She nodded emphatically. Joey chuckled, but mercifully, Miles responded.

Pushing his thick fingers back inside, he kept his pace slow and gentle as he lowered his head, putting his mouth back in the game as he sucked on her clit.

When he curled his fingers, she was all but lost.

“Fuuuuuuuck!” Lucy’s drawn-out curse let them know Miles had found that spot inside that never failed to send her into orbit. The one she’d discovered on her own…with the help of her vibrator.

“I… I…” Her face flushed with heat, her eyes closed tightly.

Joey leaned over until his bearded cheek was next to hers, his lips at her ear. “Come for us, honey. Yell our names and know that you’re ours. Ours.”

Her mind played over that pronoun, aware nothing had ever sounded sweeter.

She decided right then and there she definitely preferredourstomine.

She wanted to belong to them. To both of them.

“Joey,” she breathed, a split second before Miles stroked her G-spot again. “Miles!” she cried louder. She trembled on the table as Miles pushed her over the edge, slamming a third finger inside.

Her orgasm hit her like a two-ton truck, and her vision went gray. At this rate, she wouldn’t be surprised to come to and discover broken bones. Miles drew out her orgasm, slowing his thrusts but not withdrawing. Joey added more fuel to the fire, pinching one nipple tightly, sucking on the other.

Several aftershocks rumbled through her before her body finally went limp.

She lay on the table, her skin shimmering with perspiration, as Joey brushed damp hair away from her face, both men looking down at her with such awe.

“Ours,” Joey repeated.

Completely exhausted, all she could do was nod.

Lucy’s vision cleared and she realized she’d been scrubbing the same plate for five minutes now. She rinsed it off, placing it in the drainer, not bothering to reach for another.

Instead, she reached up, cupping one of her breasts, her nipple so tight it poked through her shirt. If she slipped her hand into her jeans, she knew her panties would be drenched. She’d never—ever—gotten so turned on from a daydream.

Lucy sighed blissfully.

Ours.

Yeah. She liked the sound of that.

ChapterSix

Miles sat on the edge of his bed, thoughtfuck it, and fell to his back, staring at the ceiling. They’d finished filming with Sam and Lucy at Rain or Shine Brewery this afternoon, and Miles agreed with Joey. It was going to be their best episode of the season.

He’d overheard his producer and the director excitedly discussing certain sections that were not only instructive but extremely entertaining. Sam Storm had a quick wit that paired perfectly with Lucy’s adorable giggle. Their close family relationship shone through every time her cousin playfully ruffled her hair or she tried to shove the giant man in true Elaine fromSeinfeldstyle.

They’d been fun to interview, as they were both very good at sharing their knowledge of brewing beer, while adding amusing anecdotes about failed brews and silly family stories. It had been flawless.

Their producer said she was sorry the schedule for the season was so tight because they could have easily done two episodes on the farm. That was when Joey suggested they add Lightning in a Bottle Winery to next season’s schedule. Given the fact their producer immediately cornered Levi after that conversation, Miles would bet a million dollars he and Joey would be driving back up this mountain in a year’s time.

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