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“You’re welcome.”
“Wanna smooch?” Dale’s question brought a giggle from her. Looking from him to Parker, she understood that “no” would be an acceptable answer, except for one thing.
She damn sure wanted to smooch.
“Yes. How do we do this?”
“You just let me settle you here on the sofa between us, and we’ll take care of everything else.”
Dale suited his actions to his words. She nearly complained about missing his heat. And then Parker moved in closer, and she had the heat of them both surrounding her.
“You’ve had a long day, and you’re headed for another, tomorrow.” Parker angled himself beside her so he was facing her, with his left arm over the back of the couch. He reached out and used his right hand to gently turn her head so she was facing him. “We’re not going to give in and try to seduce you tonight. We do, very much, want to make love with you. But later, when you’re ready. For right now, we want to kiss you and touch you. If you like what we’re doing, we’ll take it to a light second base. But no home runs, not tonight. That’s a promise.”
“Y’all make me wish baseball was my game.” Jenny was already aroused. She’d know, after tonight, just how much these two Montanans got her—and got to her. Keeping Parker’s gaze, she flirted shamelessly, in her mind, by licking her top lip.
Parker’s eyes widened, and she wondered if she only imagined the increase in the heat of his body, pressed so close to hers. Then his smile, slow and sweet, kissed his lips just like she wanted to. “Damn, woman, I love that sweet little ‘y’all.’” Parker lifted her chin then laid his mouth on hers.
When she’d tasted him outside earlier, she’d had to fight to keep her eyes from rolling back in her head. This time, she didn’t worry about that at all. Instead, she absorbed his flavor, cherished the warm, wet slide of his lips over hers, and when his tongue slid against her own, she opened wide so her tongue could meet his in this salsa of seduction.
There could have been sexy Latin music playing, for all of the rhythm and the emotion of this oral dance. Kisses had never been like this for her. She’d received her first kiss from Jimmy Lucas in third grade, and it had been so gross she hadn’t tried again until her senior year of high school. Even with her low expectations, that kiss hadn’t been anything to write home about, either. Neither had the ones she’d experienced in college. Not even Jerry Peters, the sophomore to whom she’d given her virginity, had ever given her any really good kisses.
How could she have known what she had been missing all these years? How could she have known the fault was in them, and not her?
“Stay with me, baby.” Parker’s words, pressed against the corners of her mouth, pulled her back from the morass of her embarrassing past life.
“I’m just discovering that kisses are sexy and delicious.” God, Jenny, could you be any less unsophisticated?
Parker didn’t seem to mind. He eased back, his grin huge. “Oh, yeah?”
What the hell. She’d already shown them how small-town she was at heart. “Outside, earlier, I thought those were flukes. But they’re not.”
“Well, you haven’t thoroughly tested that theory yet.” Dale whispered those words in her ear, so of course, she had to turn her head to face him.
He combed his fingers through her hair just above her right ear, cupping that side of her head. Then he kissed her. Wild and wanton, wet and wonderful, Dale Benedict’s kiss took her right to the edge of the cliff. She felt drenched in passion. Her arousal turned edgy and sharp.
Over and over his tongue dipped and swirled, leading hers in a sensual ballet. She drank him down as if parched for him.
He lifted his head, and she mewed, but then Parker turned her, laid his lips on hers again, and down she went once more.
Drowning in them, going down for the third count.
Thought evaporated as Dale laid sweet kisses and tiny licks along the side of her neck. Her tongue caressed Parker’s, his flavor invading her blood stream. Cocooned between these two men, Jenny melted, becoming boneless…and very needy.
