“Logan,” I gasp, squirming against his big body. “What’s your idea?”
His voice rumbles low in my ear. “I touch you and tease you until you’re good and wet.” The tips of his fingers dance at the edge of my slippery cleft, and I shudder as he slips one inside.
“Mmm.” He moans when he finds me already sopping. Stirring a finger inside me, he whispers into my ear. “Look who’s way ahead of me.”
I whimper as he toys with me, swirling my arousal over that tight little bud. Trent shifts on the bed, his golden eyes burning with need. “She’s always been an overachiever.”
Logan chuckles. “She’s so wet, Trent. Bet you’d love to feel this.”
A shudder unravels me. I’m not sure if it’s the way Logan’s stroking me or how he just said Trent’s name. With a moan, I lean back against Logan, letting him carry my weight on his chest. “That feels good.”
“Mmm, so do you.” He plunges a finger inside me again, drawing back just to tickle my clit.
How is he doing this? My knees start to buckle, but Logan’s big arms keep me upright. He’s rolling that tight little nub with one fingertip, making Trent watch me squirm in his arms.
Logan’s voice rolls up the base of my spine. “You want a taste?”
Trent starts to get up, but Logan stops him. “Stay right there.” He chuckles and drives two fingers inside me. “Sara hasn’t given her blessing yet, has she?”
Oh, God. There’s something he wants me to do, but I’m not sure what it is. His fingers keep thrusting, moving inside me as the heel of his hand rubs my clit. My mind’s going fuzzy and I’m so close to coming it’s nuts.
“Here,” Logan rumbles, dragging his hand from my panties. I whimper, then gasp as he holds out his hand to Trent. “Have a taste.”
Oh. My. God.
I stare wide-eyed at Trent, who stares back at me with equal parts longing and shock. The fingers in front of him shine with a gloss of arousal.Myarousal.
Logan’s fingers.
Trent clenches his jaw, then releases it. Slowly, he opens his mouth.
“There you go.” Logan slips two digits between Trent’s lips. His thumb grazes Trent’s jaw, and a hot throb of need surges through me. “Delicious, right?”
Nodding, Trent meets my eyes. Slowly, he sucks Logan’s fingers. He groans like he’s tasting peach pie for the first time, not taking his eyes off mine.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve seen in my life.
Then it gets hotter as Trent’s cheeks hollow. He’s sucking off every last drop of my juices, releasing an audiblepopas Logan pulls back.
“Well done.” Logan plunges his hand back into my panties.
This time, he’s not messing around. Two fingers thrust deep inside me while another one strokes that tight, throbbing nub. I last less than ten seconds like that.
“Oh, fuck!” I go off like a big stick of dynamite, bucking and coming so hard I fall back against Logan’s hard chest.
“Good girl,” he breathes, withdrawing his hand from my body.
I can’t see his face, but I see Trent’s gaze aimed over my shoulder at Logan. Just like before, something passes between them, but it’s hotter this time. More intimate, even if neither man touches the other.
For the first time ever, that thought crosses my mind.Wouldthey touch each other? Is that something they’d like?
Would I?
My body’s still buzzing with the last zings of orgasm, but the rest of my senses tingle now, too. I’m not sure what’s happening, but I know that I’m part of it.
And I know I want more.
“I’ve changed my mind.”