Page 48 of Tangled up in You

"Maybe longer," he murmured, bringing his lips to hers—the kiss just as searching as his gaze—his next words broken with eating kisses, while his hands went to her thighs and lifted her, and she grabbed hold of his shoulders. "We’ve been waiting…I’vebeen waiting… For you."

"I don’t know what to say," she finally managed when their lips fully parted. And she didn’t, but only for a second. What he needed to hear was also so very clear in those expressive eyes, as his cock pressed against her opening. "I’ve waited too."

"Lyssa," he growled, joining his body with hers in one powerful surge—filling her needy core. His mouth took hers again, his hips rolling into hers, while his whole body moved with his thrusts where he’d pinned her against the wall.

This captive sensation they wielded over her so effortlessly—the need they’d elicited to be possessed only by these men—probablyhadruined her. When would another man be able to give her so much, while taking from her at the same time?

She whimpered at the thought and Josh stilled, his lips parting from hers.

"I’ve hurt you."

She raised her gaze at his devastated voice, finding concern in his eyes that hadn’t been there before.

"No," she whispered, holding his frowning stare. "You haven’t hurt me." She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulling them tight, then encouraged him to move by twisting her hips into his. His eyelids fluttered and another groan sounded from him. "All I feel is pleasure. But taking a shower alone from now one is going to be very disappointing."

Her intention to lighten his expression through her grinning reply didn’t work. Instead, his features hardened and eyes narrowed. "You’ll never be disappointed again."

Those quiet words were spoken with a roll of Josh’s hips into hers, taking—giving—his eyes on her loving. At least in her mind that’s what she thought love might look like if it was ever cast her way.

But the look slowly vanished as she closed her eyes and let herself be transported by Josh to someplace else, while his mouth took hers in a kiss full of promise.

It wasn’t a hard or fast loving. It was slow—gentle—while his hands took their own journey over her body, then between them, his fingers working her clit as he kept his steady rhythm.

Her fingers could do nothing else but dig her blunt fingernails into his shoulders, gripping him tighter and tighter. She had no fear of slipping from his hold. Josh held her that easily. But she needed the leverage to move how she need to in order to ease the throb centered at her clit.

She was close.

Again. But she needed…

"Fuck me harder," she heaved out.

With a harsh grunt, Josh did.

Fucking into her as she ground against him. Seconds later, heat raced from her core, through her belly, spreading until the welcome, familiar feeling started—one she wished could wait at some level. Strange, she knew, after working so hard for it. But this time with Josh had been so wonderful.

But soon she was coming apart, her head nearly slamming back against the shower wall when she let loose the scream she was unable to hold in.

The low groan sounding from Josh accompanied him pounding up into her until he, too, tensed. His cock pulsed inside her, filling her again.

She didn’t care. The need to question it had faded little by little until she’d realized why she hadn’t protested. She wanted that part of them filling her, saturating her with their essence.

Their heavy breaths blended in with the water that had gotten colder, and she shivered.

"Let’s get you out of here," he breathed out, while shutting the water off, then stared down at her with a slow grin. "So, eggs?"

Snake eyes!

"Oh, come on," Alyssa groused as she held her thimble game piece over Boardwalk. Why couldn’t she have rolled a three? One more space and she would have hit Go and been home free, well, at least until her turn came up again. The tycoon sitting at the table—AKA Jonah Laverty—owned BoardwalkandPark Placewith hotels on each. Not to mention most of the other properties on the board.

"Let it drop," said tycoon chuckled out from his place across from her at their square kitchen table.

"Every…single…time," Josh said, shaking his head.

"Does he cheat?" Of course, he hadn’t, but it felt like it. Payingrenton Boardwalk with that little red hotel sitting on it would completely wipe her out, afterjustpaying rent on Park Place after she’d landed onit.

"No," Jake said, grimacing. "But it sure as hell feels like he does."

"Exactly," she said, laughing, then let out a sigh and cut her eyes toward Jonah. "You wouldn’t let me roll again, would you?"

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