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“That goes for me, too,” Declan added. “No matter what you might think—and feel—otherwise, we aren’t driven by our cocks.”
“We’re driven by you,” Cole replied. “Let me ask you this. Are you wet for us?”
I bit my lip, then nodded.
“Good girl. Now if I get all dominant with you, it’s because I want you to forget about everything but what we’re doing together, about what feels good.”
“Like BDSM.”
Declan took my other hand, kissed it. Now both men held my hands as I sat between them.
“If you’re into bondage, we’ll be more than happy to tie you to the headboard. Dominance is definitely something we like,” Declan continued, listing all the parts of the acronym BDSM. “I’m not much into doling out pain and I highly doubt you’re a masochist.”
Was I into pain? “Yeah, no.”
“So let’s try something, keeping in mind we’ll stop whenever you want,” Cole said. “Okay?”
“Okay,” I replied.
“Be a good girl and show us how you touch yourself,” Declan said, releasing my hand. He was repeating Cole’s earlier words. The tone was a touch different, but I didn’t miss his “in charge” personality.
When I turned to Declan, his small smile was encouraging but he was waiting for me. They wanted to see what made me hot. That made them good, unselfish lovers. Right?
Brad had done a number on me. Destroyed my confidence, made me think all men were just like him. I’d escaped him to live my life, but I was letting him control me still. Cole and Declan were not like Brad. At all. It was unfair of me to compare them. When they were bossy and all alpha male, I liked it. I really liked it. And knowing they were doing it because it was fun—and hot—I wanted to give over to it. To what I really wanted, and that was them.
My breathing was ragged as I slowly hitched up the hem of my dress. I was sure my face was bright red as I slowly exposed myself, but the cab of the truck was too high for anyone to know what I was doing. As if he could read my mind, Declan added, “No one else can see you, Hannah. Just us. We’ll never share you with anyone else.”
That eased my mind, knowing what we did was private. Special. Spreading my legs slightly, I pressed my fingers against my soaking wet panties and bit back a moan.
Oh fuck, I was really close to coming. How was that possible?
Cole made a tsking noise. “Sorry, darlin’, that’s not gonna do.”
I froze, my hand stilled as I flicked my gaze up at Cole, who winked.
Declan explained. “We want to see exactly what you’re doing, where you’re touching, sweetheart. Lose the panties.” His tone was kind, but stern. I didn’t think it was possible to get more turned on but his command did it. They’d eased my mind about that, which made it okay for me to like them all bossy. I shouldn’t like it after Brad—who hadn’t made it sexy at all—but I did, perhaps because they weren’t Brad. I sighed. Enough about Brad.
I lifted my hips and pulled my panties down to my knees.
“Spread your legs,” Cole said.
I did as I was told and was rewarded by their groans of pleasure at the sight of my wet pussy. It wasn’t even eight and the sun hadn’t gone down yet. They could see me clearly. They could see everything.
“Show us.” Declan’s voice was hoarse.
I moaned softly as my fingers found my clit, closed my eyes. This was so wicked, so dirty. I circled my fingers over the sensitive nub, shifted my hips, whimpered. I worked myself in the familiar circular motion, but I was wetter than I’d ever been and the sound of it filled the cab of the truck along with my ragged breathing. Knowing their eyes were on me made me hotter, made me close to the brink. I continued to play as Cole drove. “I can’t. If I do, I’m going to come.”
“We’ve got you,” Cole said. The truck came to a stop and the men started moving. Only then did I open my eyes as Cole slid out of the driver’s side and Declan shifted so he was facing me. “Lie down and spread your legs.”
“What?” I asked, startled and confused, but Cole undid my seatbelt, then eased me down so my head was in the driver’s seat. What the fuck was I doing? Before I could take that thought any further, Declan slid from the truck so he stood in the open door, hooked my knees and pulled me toward him. I gasped at the bold action, but then cried out when he did something even bolder. He put his hands on my knees and buried his face between my thighs. As his tongue licked my pussy, all I could say was, “Oh god, oh god,” and clamp my thighs against his ears.
He was good. Really good at this, flicking my clit with ruthless precision. With my fingers tangled in his hair, I came so hard I couldn’t see or hear anything but my own pleasure.
When I finally opened my eyes, I found myself looking up upside down at Cole’s extraordinarily smug smile. I lifted my head and saw Declan grinning at me, using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth. To wipe my arousal off his face. I started to scramble upright and both men reached out to help me. In an awkward maneuver, I started to tug up my panties that dangled about one ankle, but Declan snagged them, worked them off then stuffed them in his shirt pocket.
My mouth fell open when I realized he had no intention of giving them back. I wasn’t just bare assed, but I was bare assed where someone could have driven by.
“Oh god, I did that on the side of the road. Anyone could have seen us.”
