Page 32 of Conquering the Skies

His lips returned to her neck and his hand traversed her abdomen until he arrived between her thighs. “Always so worried about making the wrong decision. It’s almost comforting to know some things will never change.” He cupped her mound, one fingertip trailing through the wetness dampening her slit. “Like I said—repeatedly—you don’t have to choose. You could take both of us at the same time.”

She squirmed in his arms, desperate for some sort of relief, but neither one was willing to grant it to her. “I like the way you think. However, we still have to figure out who goes where.”

Marcus withdrew from her, and before she could bemoan the loss of contact, she felt his hand at the small of her back. “I do love all the things you can do with your mouth. Or, we could just take turns all night, like we’ve done in the past.” His teeth nipped at her earlobe as his fingers dipped lower and lower, teasing at her ass. “But think of how amazing it would be if we both fucked you. Together.”

“Oh.”Fire crept into her cheeks at his salacious suggestion. She craved more of his intimate touch, yet part of her was apprehensive. “I…I don’t know. Believe it or not, I’ve never done that before.”

“Neither had I, until I reconnected with you.” He traced in careful circles, applying only the faintest pressure. “We’d go nice and slow, and you could change your mind at any time.”

The unfamiliar sensations sent a flurry of sparks prickling over her skin. Geneva inhaled, trying to think through the haze clouding her mind, but lust consumed her. She gazed upward, her lips parted. “Ash?”

“Up to you. Whatever you feel comfortable with.” Enthusiasm lit up his ardent stare, and his cock twitched against her leg. “I won’t lie, though. I bet you’d look hot as hell.”

She dug her fingers into his hip as Marcus continued to explore her. He brought his mouth close to her ear again, his next words so quiet, she thought she might have imagined them. “Part of you would always belong to me.”

Geneva shuddered, her cunt throbbing with need. At that moment, she would have done anything for him. “Okay,” she whispered.

He kissed her cheek then rolled away from her. “I’ll be right back. I have what we need in my suitcase.”

Ash flashed his trademark grin. “You really did come prepared, huh? It must have been a long flight with all those sordid plans racing through your mind.”

“I choose not to comment.”

Cool air flowed over her back with his absence and Geneva anticipated his return. While she waited, she wriggled closer to Ash. “Who knew the day was going to end this way?” she said, running her hands through the copper curls sprinkling his chest until they rested on his bulky shoulders.

“Never a dull moment as long as you’re around. Marcus, too.” Some of the cheerfulness faded from his face. “I didn’t talk you into anything you didn’t want to do, did I? Because if you’re at all uncomfortable—”

“No, I want to do this. It’s the first day of the rest of our lives, so why not celebrate with a new experience?” She laced her fingers behind the back of his neck. “Besides, he made some compelling points about being with the two of you together. Not to mention, if he can handle you…” A devious smile curved the corners of her mouth as she shifted on the mattress, trapping his erection between them. “You know me. Always up for a challenge.”

Laughing, he stroked her hair, letting his hand linger along the contour of her jaw. “There’s the Geneva I know and love, ready to conquer anything that comes her way.”

Marcus procured a small white bottle from his luggage and brought it to the bed. He sat beside her and caressed her thigh. “You’ll tell me if something hurts or doesn’t feel good, right?”

“Of course.” Her gaze wandered over him, from the intensity in his onyx eyes to his protruding cock, and a storm of affection and exhilaration bubbled in her chest. “I trust you.”

He took his prior position behind her, his hand resuming its steady pathways over her skin. She heard the pop of the bottle being opened, yet before she could react, Ash reclaimed her mouth with a fiery kiss. Her breasts flattened against his chest as she held him tight, submitting to both of them.

Marcus’s nimble fingers, coated with the slick fluid he’d applied, spread her from behind. Her breath caught in her throat when he grazed her tight hole, but Ash’s delectable lips muffled the sound. After circling around the rim of her ass, Marcus eased one finger into her, gliding inside with careful, controlled movements.

She tensed then relaxed as he slowly slid back and forth, exploring her. Little by little, he worked a second finger inside, and the additional pressure emphasized the ache within her core. She broke the kiss to draw in a deep breath, but nothing could extinguish the flames beginning to bloom.

Marcus paused. “Everything okay?”

“Mm-hmm.” Even with her eyes closed, the intoxicating rush made her dizzy with desire. “Keep going.”

His fingers delved deeper, stretching her. “I want to make sure you’re 100 percent ready for me.”

As he probed and manipulated her, Ash’s hands found her breasts again. He dragged his thumbs over her hardened nipples, and she whimpered. That no one had paid any attention to her pussy yet was unfathomable, and her insatiable yearning threatened to drive her insane. Despite her limited range of motion while pinned between them, she ground against his rigid cock, seeking out some sort of contact to help ease her torment.

He stiffened at her seductive touch yet made no move to reciprocate it. “Apparently, I’m not the one calling the shots tonight,” he said.

The close proximity of his thick erection, combined with Marcus’s fingers embedded inside her, made forming coherent thoughts difficult. “Marcus, I…” Another swift propulsion from him ripped the air from her lungs. “I need you,” she got out between gasps.

He stilled his movements again. “I don’t want to rush this.”

“You won’t. I mean, we’re not. Or…” She tried to swivel to face him, or at least reach out to touch him, but he and Ash prevented her from moving. The lack of control only enhanced her arousal. “Please, Marcus.”

“Well, if you insist.” He let his fingers slip out of her ass, and the resulting emptiness was unbearable. She didn’t have a chance to complain, however, before he grabbed her shoulder and rolled her onto her back. Her chest rose and fell with labored breaths as he sat up and snatched the bottle of lube from where he’d dropped it on the mattress.

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