Page 22 of Stick Around,
I raised my hips, allowing him to slide the soaked lace down my legs. The vulnerability of being so exposed outside should have made me nervous, but all I felt was a heady anticipation as Kellan’s gaze raked over me.
“Just as perfect as I imagined.” He gently pushed my thighs wider. “Fuuuuck. Look at this pussy glistening for me.”
A movement in my peripheral caught my attention. My eyes darted to an upstairs window, where I thought I’d seen a shadow shift. The window was open, but I couldn’t make out anythingdefinitive in the darkness. Just an empty frame staring back at me.
I wondered momentarily who might be up there. It was either Reid or Enzo. The thought that one of them might be watching set off a flicker of heat I wasn’t ready for.
Before I could dwell on it further, Kellan’s mouth was on me, stealing my focus and my breath in one devastating move. His tongue traced me teasingly before finding the spot that made my hips jerk as I gripped his hair.
He hummed against me, the vibration adding to the sensation. “You taste even better than I imagined.” He pulled back just enough to speak. “I’m going to make you come so hard, Quinn.”
His fingers joined his mouth, one sliding inside me while his tongue continued its relentless attention on my clit. My pleasure built rapidly as he worked me with practiced skill.
“That’s it,” he encouraged, adding a second finger and curling them expertly. “Let me hear how much you want to come.”
I was trying to stay quiet, but it was impossible. Anytime a man said they were going to make a woman come, there was always that doubt that crept in. But with Kellan? He knew what he was doing, and he wasgoodat it.
My eyes fluttered open briefly, my gaze drawn back to the upstairs window. This time, I saw a bearded face, partially hidden by the frame.
Reid.
He was watching us. Watching me.
Rather than feeling scandalized, a fresh wave of arousal washed over me. The knowledge that Reid was witnessing this, seeing me come undone beneath Kellan’s tongue and fingers, was unexpectedly erotic.
The combination of Kellan’s touch and the forbidden thrill of being observed pushed me rapidly toward the edge. My thighs began to tremble, and my breaths grew heavier. “Kellan, I’m close.”
“Give it to me.” His fingers pumped faster as his tongue circled my clit with renewed energy. “Let me feel you come all over my fingers and mouth.”
My eyes locked on the window one more time, catching Reid’s gaze directly. The connection was electric, his presence intensifying everything I was feeling. My orgasm crashed through me, my body clenching around Kellan’s fingers as pleasure pulsed outward.
I cried out, uncaring of who might hear, my back arching as Kellan worked me through it, easing off only when I became too sensitive.
As I came down from the high, I noticed Kellan glancing over his shoulder toward the window. He’d seen Reid too. My cheeks heated with embarrassment. Not at what we’d done, but at being caught enjoying the audience.
Kellan turned back to me, a knowing but uncertain smile playing on his lips. “Does him watching bother you?”
I hesitated, my heart still racing. “No,” I admitted, surprising myself with how true it was. “Does it botheryou?”
“Not at all.” His tone suggested this wasn’t the first time something like this had happened. It made me wonder about the dynamics between the three men who ran this ranch, but before I could contemplate it further, Kellan stood.
Water cascaded down his chest, and the fabric of his swim trunks did nothing to hide his impressive erection. The sight made my mouth go dry. “Want to give Reid more of a show?”
I nodded as I glanced up at the window again. I couldn’t see Reid anymore, but knowing he might still be watching—or might even be joining us—sent another pulse of need through my core.
Kellan helped me out of the hot tub, his hands steady as my legs threatened to give way beneath me. He guided me toward the railing at the edge of the deck, positioning me so I faced the breathtaking view of the stars twinkling against the dark hills.
“Hold onto the rail,” he instructed, his chest pressing against my back as his lips found my ear. “Can I fuck you raw, Quinn? I’ve been tested.”
Was it possible to come from just words? Because I was about to. I’d always used condoms, but even though I hadn’t known this man for long, my intuition told me to trust him.
“Yes.” My skin broke out in goosebumps, my body already anticipating him. “I’m on birth control and tested too.”
I heard the rustle of fabric as he pushed his swim trunks down, then felt the hot, hard length of him pressing against me from behind. His hands gripped my hips firmly as he guided himself to my entrance.
“Let Reid see and hear how perfectly you take my cock.” He slowly pushed forward.
The initial stretch made my breath catch, my body still sensitive from my earlier orgasm. He moved patiently, allowing me to adjust to his size until he was fully seated, his hips flush against my backside.
