Page 50 of Full Mountie

I deepen the kiss, cupping and squeezing the back of his neck until he groans in my mouth. If we were alone, I’d be shoving him to his knees right now.

Shit, maybe I should do that. I curl my tongue around his, twisting the kiss in a dirty direction. Full of filthy promises I’m not sure I can keep tonight.

Filthy teases are just as good.

And maybe…

I ease us apart and pull Beth between us, giving her to him again. He doesn’t hesitate, bending his knees so he can wrap himself around her.

I watch them kiss and trace my hands in lazy circles on her hips. I could fuck her like this, while they made out. I could push them down on her couch, on the floor, and slide my cock all over their bodies. Into her, into him.

I inch my fingers up, finding the bare skin at her waist. Higher, just a little bit. Her belly trembles under my touch.

Jesus. I weave one hand into her hair and tug her away from kissing the big guy. “I know he’s tasty,” I say quietly when she whimpers. “But I gotta ask…how much more do you want?”

She spins around, her eyes closed, and shamelessly rubs her ass against Lachlan’s bulge. My hands land on her ribcage and I stroke upward, teasing the bottom of her breasts.

“Beth. You need to tell us.”

“Shhh,” she whispers, still not opening her eyes. “Just kiss me.”

I can’t not give in to that. I mirror how Lachlan had kissed her, gentle hands and plundering tongue, and she writhes against me until he moves in closer and eliminates any space for her to shift between us.

His hands replace mine on her torso. I feel him cupping her breasts, then rubbing his way down her body and playing with the waistband of her pants.

Fuck.

I press closer, fitting myself against her, Lachlan’s fingers now rubbing both of our bellies. Hers soft, mine hard. There’s twice as much sizzle when they’re both touching me.

Beth whimpers into my mouth.

“You feel it too?” I nip at her lower lip. “Feel what you do to me? Both of you…”

“I want more,” she whispers.

Not specific, really. But Lachlan doesn’t seem to care. He slides his hands lower, into the front of her pants.

I could combust just from watching him do this.

We need to get more comfortable. I ease away from her, but before I can suggest the couch, the floor, the bed….anything, Lachlan’s got his hand between her legs and I’m frozen, watching as she slides into bliss for him.

He doesn’t get her all the way off, he just winds her up, and when he lifts his hand again, it’s glistening.

I step closer again and grab his wrist as he goes to lick them clean.

“Let me,” I growl.

“She’s delicious,” he says, his arm stiff. Not giving in.

“I know, I’ve had a taste.” I grin at him and squeeze his wrist, reminding him how much I like to get my own way. I suck her juices off his fingers, pulling them into my mouth longer and harder than is strictly needed to taste her. I bet he’s so hard it hurts. Maybe Beth should be the one who goes down on her knees. “While you were gone, in fact.”

Her eyes go wide as she looks up at me. “Hugh.”

He ignores her. “What else did you do?”

She swipes at me, but I dance out of the way. “That was enough.” I wink at her. “That was amazing.”

He ducks his head and whispers something against the curve of her ear. She listens as she watches me with naked arousal written on her face, then slowly shakes her head. “Not yet.”

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