Page 68 of Seeking Two Lovers

Grey feathered his thumb over the top of my pubis, and I shifted, trying to help him along.

“Yes.” I all but moaned the word as my body woke with full force.

“Like a sweet rose,” Grey whispered against my ear, his teasing caress not dipping low enough to ease my ache. “Petals satiny soft.” He lazed a fingertip along the crease of my thigh, knuckle barely brushing over my labia.

I wondered how many other women got to wake up to Blaine’s sweet breath and Grey’s gentle touches.

Jealousy swirled like a toxic witch’s brew in my stomach at the thought of anyone but me between them.

Blaine pulled back. “What?”

Guess that stiffening of my body hadn’t gone unnoticed.

Grey’s hand slid down over my core, cupping my pussy, and my body went pliant as his hot exhale caressed over my ear. “What?” he repeated Blaine’s question.

“Do you…” Shit. I did not want to sound like a jealous bitch. “Do you guys always do this?” I spewed out anyway, needing the answer one way or another.

“Do what?” Grey pushed, his index finger tracing over my damp slit.

I fought the need to shift, to encourage him to slide inside my body.

“Wake up your hookups with mind-blowing sex?” I blurted when he continued to tease, not giving me what I needed.

“We never allow a woman to stay the night,” Grey said, his words ghosting over my ear and rippling goosebumps over my skin, “and you’re no hookup, Lily.” He sucked on my lobe, and Blaine watched him while trailing his thumb over my lower lip.

Good God almighty, what had I gotten myself into? I tumbled headlong down a steep slope, my heart ready to crash into their open arms.

At least, it seemed Grey and Blaine held them wide, ready to catch me.

I-I hadn’t wanted anything serious. I wanted to live, taste all life had to offer…

“Is that true?” I asked, my heart fluttering.

“Yeah.” He smiled at me with a hint of shyness, and goddamn him, my insides melted.

I pressed forward and kissed him, morning breath be damned because he needed assurance—even if I wasn’t sure I was ready to give it.

“You two are so sexy together…make me so fucking hard.” Grey’s groaned words, the twitch of his cock along my ass crack had my core clenching.

I tore away from Blaine and angled my head, taking Grey’s mouth. “Fuck me,” I murmured against his lips.

“You want my dick deep inside this sweet hole?” he asked, sliding two fingers into my pussy.

“Yes, please.”

Grey rolled, grabbed a condom from the bed side table, and closed back in on me, sheathed and ready to rock my world with those damn hips of his.

He lifted my thigh and sank into my body with one slow glide, both of us releasing noises of absolute pleasure from the delicious friction.

Grey’s hands tightened on my hips, and he moved inside me like he would if putting on a stripper show for a crowd of women. Body undulating, hips flowing in and out like water in a sensual wave of fuck yes.

“The way you move…” I moaned, my eyelids fluttering closed.

Blaine closed his mouth over one of my breasts, and I gasped, my eyes popping back open.

“Yes.” I grabbed at his hair, holding him close, my gaze catching on his flexing forearm hidden between us.

He jerked off in time with Grey’s pumping hips—in sync—both men’s breaths and moans heightening in unison.

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