Page 54 of Tangled up in You

Those short, heaving pants and flush crawling over her skin meant she was about to come. And that’s exactly what he wanted.

"Oh… God, Jonah." So close. But not close enough. Her swollen clit teased his tongue, so he suckled at it, then nibbled, Her body bowed up, while her hands clutched at the edges of the couch. "Mmm… Yes…"

And then there were no words. Only whimpers and long, drawn out sighs while she rode out her orgasm and his tongue lapped at her wet core.

And while he and his brothers had shared for years. Being with Alyssa on his own didn’t leave him with that feeling of discontent he’d found before they’d begun the journey of pleasuring one woman together.

But none of those women were Alyssa.

It was amazing. One on one or making love to her together, none of it felt wrong.

"Jonah, now."

He lifted his head, licking his lips to keep her flavor on his tongue, to find her dazed eyes on him.

"I need you."

She didn’t have to ask twice as he eased himself up and over her body. His arms straining to hold himself above her instead of blanketing her the way his body begged him to, his cock poised over her rich, wet core.

Before their talk, he’d have already been plunged inside her—returning to the home he’d already found once in her body. But theyhadtalked, and before he dared take her the way he craved, he had to be sure aboutherwants. His desperate need—and that of his brothers’ too—to be with their chosen one without any kind of barrier wasn’t a decision they could continue taking from her.

"Alyssa?"

Her eyes held his, the knowing look in them telling him she was aware of what kept him from going any further.

"Everything," she whispered, answering his unasked question. "I want all of you." Her hips rose under his, sliding her ready pussy over his aching dick. "Every drop."

"Then that’s what I’ll give you."

How Alyssa had woundup on top of him after they’d made love, he wasn’t sure. She hadn’t ridden him, although that was on his list to do—a lot—for the future. They’d just sort of shifted into this position after he’d leisurely fucked her until she’d gonewild under him. Going slow had nearly killed him, but it had been worth it when she’d come apart for him again.

But now he had to get her upstairs and in the bed.

After that, he and his brothers had a lot to do.

Ten minutes later, their woman was tucked in, a slight smile playing over lips before he turned the lamp off.

The numbers on the beside clock glowed green, reading 11:34.

"Dammit," he groused, leaving the room and shutting the door behind him as quietly as he could. His own room was right next door, making it his first stop, where he hurriedly dressed and bundled himself up in a pair of flannels, then sweater, jeans, coat, and boots.

They didn’t have much time, so he made his next stop at the room beside his.

"Josh." He shook his brother’s shoulder. "Come on, man, wake up."

"Cut it out, Dad, just another few minutes."

"Dad?" Surely he didn’t sound like their father. Or did he? The idea of that had him frowning before he shook it off. That would be something to think about later. "Josh, we’ve got to get Jake." Okay, Josh covering his head with his blanket proved that wasn’t working. But this would. "It’s Alyssa."

"What?" Josh shoved the blanket back, bolted up in bed, and fumbled on his nightstand for his glasses. "What’s wrong with Lyssa?" he said in a panicked rush while putting his glasses on and bounding from the bed.

"Nothing."

"Nothing?Nothing?" Josh’s heaving chest was clear even in the darkness, before he bent over at the waist with his hands on his thighs. "Youtryingto give me a heart attack?" he panted out while glaring up at him.

"No, but it was fun to watch."

Josh’s eyes narrowed on him even more.

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