Page 197 of Entangled

Cum and my own desire pools between my legs, and Lucky swipes through my lips, gathering it on his tongue. I can’t stifle my whimper, and I nod wildly.

It’s warm as summer out here, I’m sure of it. Or perhaps the bonfire got out of hand, and the woods are on fire all around us.

I don’t think I would stop, regardless.

Lucky takes another leisurely swipe, and I flinch as he brushes my oversensitive clit.

Jasper glances down at his watch. “Do hurry up, Lucien. You have somewhere to be.”

Lucky makes a muffled sound against my pussy, then grabs my ass in both hands, anchoring me against his mouth. He doesn’t stop to tease this time—he’s truly licking me clean, seeking out every bit of himself on me. He buries his tongue inside me, making me kick up on my toes at the sensation, but he yanks me back down and licks out my slick entrance until I’m a shaking wreck.

Despite trying to avoid Jasper’s eyes, I get caught in them. They measure me thoughtfully, and I feel my orgasm build.

“That should be enough. Thank you, Lucien.”

“No,please,” I gasp. “Please don’t stop.”

Lucky gives my thigh a sympathetic squeeze as he stands.

Jasper looks at Lucky, then smiles slightly. “Ah, you have a gift. Kiss me, then, my wretched boy.”

I’m lost, utterly confused, until Lucky gives me a mischievous wink. Jasper grasps the short, wet bristles of his beard, then pulls him in for a kiss. As Lucky’s mouth splits open, I see the moisture, the white, slick, too-glossy tangle of their tongues. Jasper kisses him luxuriantly, tasting my orgasm, Lucky’s cum, with as much fervor as Lucky had while licking me.

Jasper is tasting my pussy.

The moan that escapes me is needy, almost a whine.

Non-sexual.He’s mynon-sexualdominant.

Dear God. No. I know I’m out of touch, but surely this doesn’t count asnon-sexual.

Jasper strokes Lucky’s cheek with the back of his fingers. “I do appreciate a creative apology. Consider yourself forgiven.”

Forgiven? For Lucky teasing him about the kiss earlier? I glance between them, dizzy with need. The fusing of their mouths is seared on the back of my eyelids, burning into me every time I blink.

I need more.

“You had best hurry on,” Jasper murmurs, glancing down at his watch again.

“In a second,” Lucky says in a thick voice. “Do you have a pen?”

Jasper purses his lips and looks up at him with mild bemusement. “Do I look as though I’m the type of person who carries a pen with them at all times?”

Lucky grins.

Jasper sighs, then pulls a pen from his pocket. “Take it.”

Lucky slides me a wicked look. “I’m writing a note on the other side.”

The other...? I barely stop myself from stomping my foot. “No!”

“Other side?” Jasper frowns.

Lucky laughs, then moves back around behind me. I scowl.

“Only if you tell me what Beau wrote,” I bargain.

“Just bend over and let it happen.” He flips my skirts again and pauses. “Which, incidentally, you might need to do with Jayk.”

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