Page 10 of Unforgotten Family (Ariel Kimber 6)

The grip Addison had on my hips tightened as his brother slowly pulled my shirt up my back, stopping just below my armpits. Now it was my choice to make. We could stop now, neither of them would care because unbelievably they had a wealth of patience when it came to me. Or, we could continue on, and quite possibly take things further than we ever had before, and out in the open no less. Granted, we had some cover due to the porch beside us and no one ever came back here besides the guys. And, thankfully, we were on the opposite side and away from Marcus's house so the one neighbor would be none the wiser.

To hell with it. I threw caution to the wind, broke the kiss, and sat up all the way on Addison's lap. My hands went to the shirt slowly sliding back down my stomach. I dragged it up and over my head, tossing it carelessly to the side and onto the grass.

You only lived once, and I was ready to stop living my life like I didn't deserve anything good in it. Where was the fun in that?

My eyes shifted back and forth between glassy, glazed over green ones and hazy with lust blue ones. It was a good look on both of them, and my heart stuttered in my chest at the sight of it. Maybe it would have been easier to handle coming at me from only one of them, but it would never work for me if they were separated. I took that whole packaged deal gig they had going to heart.

Abel's hand went back into my hair and my head was tipped to the side. His lips came to mine and he kissed me like a man possessed, consumed by the hunger inside of him. It was time to set it free.

Warmth blazed through me as the hands on my hips slid up. Big palms covered my stomach, fingers traced over each rib on their way up my body. I shivered in delight when they stopped just below my bra and his thumbs trailed along the skin just below the edge of the lace.

Abel broke the kiss first. His mouth trailed kisses along my jawline and slowly down my throat.

I moaned outrageously and if I'd been in a different state of mind, I would have been embarrassed with myself. As it was, I most certainly wasnot.

Abel kissed along my collarbone and over the raised skin of my scars as Addison sat up with his hands still holding me in place below my breasts. I didn't allow myself to think about the scars on my skin Abel was getting up close and personal with. They were there, they weren't going anywhere, and I needed to get over my hang-ups about them.

Addison kissed me on the lips unexpectedly, his tongue sliding inside. I forgot all about my worries, they seemed to just melt away as I sunk further and further into his kiss, losing myself to it and the sweet kisses his twin placed along my body. My hands went in opposite directions, needing to touch them both, to hold them to me. My fingers tangled in Abel's hair, clinging to the soft strands clutched in my fist. My other hand landed on the hard plains of Addison's chest. My fingers splayed wide and I slowly moved my hand down on a journey of great discovery. His muscles tensed beneath my touch, but that wasn't enough to stop my descent.

Compared to me, they had far too much clothing on. It didn't seem fair, and I had every intention of making the playing field even. Fair was fair.

I slipped my fingers beneath the soft hem of Addison's t-shirt and up. Greedily, I smoothed my palm over hard, packed, tight muscles that burned my hand in the best way possible.

I scraped my teeth along his bottom lip and ordered in a husky voice, "Take your shirt off. Now."

I usually wasn’t so bossy, but fuck it. I was going to take what I wanted and give as good as I got along the way.

Addison's hand fell away from my skin and he leaned back. I pulled my hand out from his shirt, immediately missing the feel of his skin as soon as I'd lost it. His hands dropped to the hem of his t-shirt, and without hesitation, he dragged it up his body, and in one smooth move it went up over his head and broad shoulders, and the next second he was naked from the waist up. His shirt landed on the grass not far from where my own had been discarded.

Abel's hands smoothed up my back, stopping at my bra. His fingers hesitated at the clasp, waiting for me. We all understood this was my decision to make, and if I said no this would all stop in a heartbeat and we'd go about burying the rest of my jars without any hard feelings.

Goodness, but I loved the both of them. Very much.

I nodded my head slightly, giving him permission, and he didn't waste any time. The clasp was unhooked in the next second and the straps were being pushed down my arms. Abel tugged the bra away from my body, freeing my breasts. The bra went sailing, flung to the side. I didn't care where it landed. The only concern I had about clothing at the moment was how quickly we could get it all off and if it would make me seem like a wanton hussy if I just flat out demanded they take all of their clothes off now and we get that part out of the way.

The scared little girl inside me had receded far into the back of my mind. Not gone for good, she'd be back to ruin my life another day, but for now the woman I'd worked so hard to become had come out to play with a vengeance. With any luck, she'd come out more often and I'd get all the things I wanted because I wouldn't hesitate to take them.

Abel's hands slid around me from behind and he cupped my breasts in his hands. His thumbs gently brushed across my hard nipples. My head dropped back to rest on Abel's shoulder and my mouth dropped open in a silent moan.

I tipped my head down in time to see Addison lean forward, toward my exposed breasts with a hungry, indecent look in his eyes that had wetness beginning to pool between my thighs. His tongue flicked out, swiping across my nipple, and my body began to shake uncontrollably with need.

Addison's tongue swirled around my puckered nipple, teasing me, and I arched my back, pushing my chest into his face like that wanton hussy I'd talked about earlier.

Addison murmured his appreciation as his twin held my breasts up for him to feast on. And he got right in there and went down to business. His mouth latched on to my nipple, his teeth scraped gently against the underside as he sucked it into his mouth. His tongue swirled around my nipple before he pulled away and moved over to the other one to pay it some attention too.

I turned my head to the side and looked back at Abel. "You've got far too many clothes on. Take something off... Please."

I tacked thepleaseon the end so as not to sound too much like a bossy brat. It didn't seem necessary, because he started stripping off his shirt before I'd even finished the first sentence.

His burning, hot chest pressed up against my back as he tilted my head and gently nipped at my mouth with his teeth. "What else do you want me to take off?" he asked me playfully. "My pants? Please say you want me to take my pants off."

My lips tipped up in a happy smile.

A smile that was wiped away less than two seconds later.

"What in the actual fuck do you think you degenerates are doing withmydaughter?" Rain snarled in a voice like granite that bled venom all at the same time.

The three of us froze on the spot for a brief second while the horror of hearing the sound of Rain's voice washed over us and the harsh reality that we were no longer alone sunk in.

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