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“Slade.” One word, and somehow Slade knew exactly what Jagger wanted. I was off my knees before I could blink, and then Slade had me in his arms, walking me down the short hallway to the bedroom with a view.
Oh shit, the view. Anyone can see us…
As though he read my mind, Jagger followed us and drew the curtains shut. Just in time, too, because Slade lowered me to the bed, leaving me naked. Exposed. Completely open to them. My heart beat overtime along with the pulsing between my thighs. God, I was so wet and ready, but from the look on their faces, they wanted their own taste of me first.
Fuuuck yes.
Slade climbed onto the bed beside me as Jagger reached for my ankles and pulled me down to the edge of the mattress. Then he dropped to his knees and placed both of my legs over his broad shoulders, and holy shit, the sight of Jagger licking his lips as he looked at me had me squirming closer to his face.
Just as Jagger leaned in and took his first long taste of me, Slade’s lips descended on my breast, and I was lost. The combination of their mouths licking and sucking at me had me arching up off the bed and crying out. It was too much pleasure hitting my senses all at once, and I reached for Slade, gripping his bicep with one hand as I held him to me with the other.
“How does it feel, wildcat?” Jagger’s voice was so deep with lust that it was practically gravel. But I didn’t want his mouth off me, not for a second. When I wriggled closer to cross my ankles behind Jagger’s head, Slade took my wrists and pinned them out at my sides. His wicked mouth curved up on one side, his grey eyes sparking as he bent down near my ear.
“Tell us you want more,” he said, his breath ghosting across my neck.
God, yes, I wanted more. I wanted it all, and I wanted it now.
“I want it.” My words came out in a rasp. “I want both of you. I want you to touch me. Kiss me.” I brushed my lips across Slade’s and made eye contact with Jagger. “Fuck me.”
Chapter Five
AS SOON AS the final two words left my mouth, the storm that had been swirling in Slade’s eyes exploded. His hands tightened around my wrists, and not a second later, he was hauling me up until we were nose to nose.
“That’s the perfect fucking answer,” he said, and then nipped at my lower lip. “But I don’t think wildcats fuck lying on their backs. Hands and knees, beautiful.”
I shuddered as he released my wrists, and when I shifted into position and crawled to the end of the mattress, where Jagger remained kneeling, a firm hand smacked my ass. I flinched from the blow, but when I glanced over my shoulder and Slade winked at me, my pussy clenched.
I was about to get in so much trouble here, and I couldn’t fucking wait.
“Eyes on me, wildcat.” Jagger’s voice was like a rough caress between my thighs as I came to a stop at the end of the bed.
My breasts felt swollen and heavy, aching for someone to touch, lick, or suck them, and as my hair tickled my nipples, I braced my hands and waited for whatever was about to happen next.
Jagger reached forward and tipped my face up so my eyes were on him, then he bent down and whispered across my lips, “You are fucking gorgeous.”
I sucked in a breath, his words sending a wave of pleasure through me, because I knew just how many women these two had had in and out of their beds. They were rock stars, for God’s sake. But when Jagger’s fingers slid into the long strands of my hair and he gripped it tight, I could see the intensity in his eyes, and knew there was nothing but truth behind his words.
He was consumed with desire, and it was all for me.
“Kiss me,” I said.
Jagger traced the tip of his tongue along my lower lip, and when I moaned and leaned toward him, he finally gave me what I wanted. He fisted my hair and took a long, deep taste of me, and when I sucked on his tongue, more than willing to tangle with him, Jagger let out a rumbling groan that vibrated through me.
“Damn, that’s hot,” Slade said from the head of the bed, and the sound of a bottle opening and a condom packet being torn had me rocking back toward him. “You have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. I can’t wait to get inside you.”
I whimpered against Jagger’s lips, Slade’s words making the ache between my thighs intensify, as he reached out and drew a finger along my wet slit. But it wasn’t until he circled my clit, and then pushed that thick digit inside me, that I tore my mouth off Jagger’s and let out a cry.
