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“You obviously need to relax,” Jackson said, his hands coming up to massage my shoulders as his lips moved over my neck. His beard rasped my skin and I shivered.
Dash’s grin was wicked as he dropped down to his knees in front of me. “You want toe numbing, baby doll? I’ll give you toe numbing. But you have to stay quiet. Your pleasure’s only for us to see and hear.”
I heard Jackson’s soft chuckle as I gasped in disbelief, when Dash’s hands worked my ugly sea foam dress higher and higher up my thighs. They wouldn’t. They couldn’t—
Dash had it bunched around my hips within seconds.
Oh yes, they could.
Dash’s gaze heated as he took in my thigh high stockings and black lace panties. “Hold that dress up for me,” he said, his dark eyes never leaving my center. “Don’t lower it or you won’t come until we get you home.”
I whimpered at the thought, but when I took hold of the dress for him and his fingers ran over the edge of the stockings to touch that spot of sensitive skin, he growled.
Thank god I’d gotten dressed with the intention of getting laid. This little episode wouldn’t have been nearly as sexy if I’d been wearing Spanx.
But as it was, I was fucking turned on by the sight of him in his black suit on his knees before me, his large, strong hands on my delicate lingerie. In one quick move, he tugged the panties down around my knees, making me moan in anticipation.
Jackson managed to slip the top of my dress to my waist during the shoulder massage and now his hands were cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples just as Dash leaned forward and clamped his mouth over my pussy.
Oh, holy shit! I cried out and then pressed my mouth shut. I was a screamer. They knew that and I was thankful for the quantity of coats and jackets to muffle my sounds.
“Someone from the wedding party could come in at any moment and find us here,” Jackson said, his breath fanning along my neck. The danger of that alone had me close to coming—or it might have been Dash’s tongue and wicked fingers.
My head dropped back on Jackson’s shoulder as Dash lapped at my clit.
“I’m going to come,” I breathed.
“Good girl,” Jackson said as Dash’s free hand gripped my butt and pulled me into him even closer. As Dash had his mouth on my pussy, Jackson had his mouth on mine, swallowing my sounds of pleasure. And when Dash curled a finger deep inside me and pressed against my g-spot, Jackson stifled my scream of release. The scent of my arousal filled the back corner of the coat room. I was sweaty and hot, my breath coming in pants. I felt so good. So sated and relaxed. They could drag me off to do that to me any time they wanted.
When I opened my eyes, Dash was rising to his feet, using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth.
I grinned at him, tugging up the top of my dress. “You were right. That was so much better than wine. I’m totally drunk on your orgasms.”
“Can you feel your toes?” Dash asked.
I shook my head.
He winked. “Then I was doing it right.”
Doing it right? If he did it any more right, I’d be unconscious.
“Mmm,” I said, stretching formerly tense muscles that were now limp and relaxed. And my family problems? What family? “That was just what I needed.”
Jackson dropped a kiss on my shoulder. “Sweetheart, we’ll always give you what you need.”
“But what about you?” I looked them over in their crisp suits and neatly combed hair. Jackson’s beard was tidy and I ached to get my hands on them and muss them up. To get them naked and perhaps suck their cocks. My mouth watered at the possibility.
“Once I sink into you, I’m not going to want to leave. Later.” Jackson shifted his cock in his pants. “Stay at the reception as long as you need. Just know, sweetheart, that as soon as we get you back to our place, we have plans.”
Dash eyed me darkly. “Lots of them.”
12
AVERY
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Two days later, I found myself alone in my childhood bedroom reliving the naughty wedding episode. I was a worldly woman but being eaten out in a public coat closet during my sister’s wedding? That was a first.
