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With his free hand, Gabriel traces the side of my neck. He slips his fingers underneath the neckline of the dress. He looks for bra straps. When he doesn’t find any, he makes a low noise into my mouth and cups one breast with his hand. He uses the pad of his thumb to tease at my nipple.
“We can’t see.” Newhouse’s complaint makes my stomach clench.
I always thought he was the most likely ally. He was the most resistant to murdering James and Natalie Hill, and he had to be forced to prove his loyalty. Now I see that he’s just like the others.
Gabriel lingers in the kiss for a few moments longer, then straightens up. He turns us so we’re facing each other, visible to all of them. Newhouse and Chambers shift in their seats so they can see.
“My apologies, gentlemen. Is that a better view?”
Newhouse grunts ayes.What an absolute bastard.
“Jacob.” It’s one word from Gabriel’s mouth, and it’s different from all the rest. The way he says Jacob’s name is warm. As if Jacob might need some convincing about all this, too. “Come here.”
“I thought you’d never ask.” I wonder if the rest of them hear the note of tension in Jacob’s voice.
Gabriel pulls me close to his body, his palms gentle on my waist.It’s okay,his eyes promise. I think that’s what he’s promising. He snugs my hips tight against his, and—
Oh.
He’s hard.
He studies me, and the glitter in his green eyes whispers something.Tell me to stop.His hands hold me still while he waits for my answer.
No. No, I won’t.
I hold tighter to his jacket. Tip my face toward his.
Then there’s heat at my back. Jacob.
His hands move to my waist, coming to rest just above where Gabriel holds my hips. Gabriel takes his eyes from mine and watches Jacob. They’re both taller. Eye level with each other. Being pinned between them is totally different from making out with Gabriel.
Jacob doesn’t press himself quite as close. A brief brush tells me that he’s hard, too. Jacob glides his hands up to my breasts. Gabriel watches. Jacob’s gentle with me. I can’t see his face. If I could, I bet I’d see him checking in with Gabriel constantly, the two of them having a silent conversation about what they’re doing to me.
Gabriel gives a shallow nod, and Jacob pinches one of my nipples. A sound escapes me before I can stop it.
“Do it again,” says Gabriel. “Harder, this time.”
“You want me to hurt her?”
“That’s why we’re here, isn’t it? Besides, she likes it that way.”
Jacob pinches, and this time, I don’t stop the sound. I don’t even try. It’s a show.He could pinch much harder. He couldactuallycause pain. They both could. I might not hate it.
“Do you think she wore panties?” Gabriel asks.
He already knows I’m wearing them. He must be able to feel them under my dress.
“I’m not sure,” Jacob muses. Then he’s hitching up my dress on the far side, where the other men can’t see. The fabric bunches above his hand. His thumb skims the waistband of thepanties, but then he presses his palm flat to my hip. “Yes, she’s wearing them.”
Gabriel reaches down, his hand meeting Jacob’s. He’s the one to play with the waistband of my panties. He’s the one to push his hand down into them. From the table, nobody will be able to tell which one of them is touching me.
“Have you fucked her before?” asks Jacob.
“Oh, yes.” Gabriel’s fingertips go lower and lower until they find my heat. My face goes a thousand degrees hotter. I’m very,verywet. The panties are more than damp already. Gabriel makes a soft, disappointed noise. “It wasn’t like this, though. I wouldn’t have been able to fuck her dry.”
Jacobtsks. “How could she be dry? Did you not kiss her properly? I thought you liked her.”
“Of course I like her. She’s a prime piece of meat. Delicious, when she’s willing.”
