Page 32 of The Naughty List


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Since meeting them they’d piled on the compliments, sweet words, grazing touches that drove me crazy. The sex with each was mind blowing. Now I was completely theirs.

Danny was unbuttoning his shirt, and I was shivering with anticipation. “You okay with this? You okay with being with us both?” he asked, his finger tracing down his bare chest, tanned and muscular and so damn hot.

My hands tingled with the need to reach out and touch him. How could I say no to such perfection?

Max simply watched me like he’d forgotten how to breathe.

My heart was racing. I’d never felt like this before, not this intense where the heat between my legs felt like liquid fire. I could barely keep my hormones in check, and maybe I didn’t want to.

“Yes,” the word flew from my lips, and I was trembling ridiculously with excitement. I was ready to become their dessert. Danny pushed the shirt down strong, thick arms, and my breath hitched all the way down to my lungs.

Max pulled his up and over his body, and my mouth dropped at the sight of his ripped stomach...those hard pecs. Who were these guys, built like they belonged on the runway? He took his pants and boxers off in one go, and then he was naked. My gaze was swinging from one to the other, not wanting to miss anything.

Their skin seemed to glow beneath the fireplace’s flickering flames.

Both stood there with no shirts, just incredibly delicious bare chests, tapering at the waist in a perfect V, and I craved running my hands along every hard plane.

Danny wasn’t waiting and I had to laugh as he popped open the buttons of his jeans and dropped them in two seconds, revealing he’d been going commando all day. His erection stood upright and so hard, I struggled to look anywhere else. He grasped his thick cock. “You think you can handle this, naughty girl?”

I would have laughed out loud at his corniness if I wasn’t completely and utterly mesmerized.

“Come here, sexy.” He reached out a hand and I placed my fingers in his. He drew me closer, my feet stumbling forward, my stomach in knots. This was new for me, and I was so freaking excited, I could barely contain myself. My gaze flipped from one guy to the next, and each time they touched me, my skin rippled with goosebumps, a zip of electricity racing through me. The sensation dipped to between my thighs, and I knew that with one touch I’d explode.

Two chests pressed against me, hands all over my body, exploring, teasing. Me sandwiched between two sexy-as-hell naked guys, and I was thrumming like never before.

Me.

The good girl everyone said I was.

Me.

The one who never stepped a foot wrong.

Me.

The girl who’d just found her new favorite thing in the world.

They pulled and tugged my clothes off me, and I stood there letting them. Encouraging it with a smile, adoring the way they looked at me with eyes sparkling, mouths parted, breaths racing. Danny who stood behind me, unclasped my bra and slowly slid the straps down my arms, his mouth following the path until my bra fell to my feet.

Max’s strong hands unzipped my jeans and pushed them down together with my underwear. I stepped out of them, and he pushed all our clothes aside.

Danny’s hands were on my hips, his touch so hot. Fingers slid high, skimming under my breasts.

I took in a sharp, shaky breath.

His hands rose to cover my breasts, fitting perfectly into each palm. He squeezed them, his lips on my shoulder covering me in tender kisses. A moan slipped past my throat and I was blushing insanely at standing naked with them. We stared at each other, but I wasn’t backing away.

Max neared, his hands on my hips, mouth on mine, and he kissed me like the world was ending. Desperate and full of emotion. Pressing his tongue against the seam of my lips, I parted my mouth to accept him, tasting his muskiness, falling under his spell.

He dropped to his knees in front of me, and I shivered with anticipation, with nerves. I’d only been with one guy before and he was terrible, not understanding what the word foreplay meant.

Nothing compared to Danny and Max. Nothing.

Max left a line of kisses across my stomach, sliding lower and lower. I tensed as his attention dipped to between my thighs, his tongue flickering, finding my searing heat.

Danny held me up, his hands kneading my breasts, and I was already floating.

“You’re sexy as sin,” Max murmured. “I love the way you taste and smell.” His hand slid to my ankle gingerly and lifted it from the floor, his fingers skimming to my knee and he placed it over his shoulder. He shifted closer, prying open my thighs for easier access.

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