Page 53 of Devil’s Escape


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“For?”

“For never letting me get away with my shit, for making me face the hard stuff, no matter how much I wanted to turn the other way and pretend it didn’t exist,” I whispered, taking another step closer. I trailed my finger gently over his bicep feeling the hard muscle beneath. A groan slipped from his lips, as though that small touch would be enough to send him over the edge.

He closed the distance between us, and I tipped my chin up to look at him. He didn’t bother leaning down and softly closing his lips over mine. No, his hands cupped either side of my ass and lifted me against him. My legs automatically wrapped around his waist, as though that was where they were simply meant to be, just as his mouth closed over mine.

The kiss was hard, hot, and demanding, his tongue wasting no time as my lips eagerly parted for him, his tongue delving in and stroking mine. I moaned into him and he swallowed the sound, my hips moving with a mind of their own and grinding against him.

Before I could even register the movement, he pressed me up against the gym wall, my back cushioned by the thick padding. He drove his hips against mine, his cock already hard and ready for me and showed me just how strong he was as he held me with them alone. He gripped my wrists and peeled my hands from where they clung to his shoulders, dragging them up and over my head, and pinning them with one of his.

He pulled his mouth away from mine for a moment and a whimper of protest left my lips at the loss, but the sound cut off as I saw the look in his eyes. They took in every inch of my body, devouring me greedily as though he might combust if he looked away. My chest heaved as I caught my breath, my body on display for him, and only him, in this moment. His free hand ran over my curves, pausing to run his thumb over my already hardened nipple, peaking through the thin material of the sports bra.

“So fucking perfect,” he growled, before his lips found mine again, starving and desperate. I met them with just as much fervor, tasting them like they were the only thing I needed to live.

“Get ready you two, we’re going out tonight,” Spade shouted from the top of the stairs, apparently unaware of what he’d just interrupted. My heart jolted at the sound, our lips parting in shock, Merrick muscles tensing and poised to attack until he registered the voice.

I dragged in a deep breath through my swollen lips, our chests brushing against each other with how close we still were. I couldn’t help the smile that stretched across my face as I gazed into Merrick’s eyes. A missing piece of my heart seemed to fuse itself back together with the realization we would be alright. We had a second chance, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to waste it.

I was strong. I had the power to bring anyone who came after me to their knees by my hands alone. And with these three men by my side, I knew we could take on the world.

Chapter twenty-four

Giana

Now

“Youstillhavetheold piece of junk?” I quipped, patting the restored 1962 Chevy Impala on the hood. “Hey, the red paint doesn’t even chip off anymore.” I grinned at Merrick who was already glowering back at me.

“You and your smart mouth are going to get you in trouble one of these days, little devil,” he growled, stalking over to me like a predator stalking his prey. His eyes hungrily devoured me as he approached, and I shivered in anticipation, craving his body close to mine.

A giggle slipped from my lips as he pressed up against me, his hips pinning mine against the side of his car like he’d done in the gym a few hours before. His wide palms circled around my wrists just over my leather jacket and lightly held them against the car, my body shuddering as desire sparked within me.

“Do you need me to take you back downstairs?” he asked, unable to keep the husky sound of lust out of his tone.

“Yes please,” I purred, rubbing my body up against him.

He stiffened as I rubbed up against his cock, his length already hardening for me. I smirked up at him, my brow raising in a mischievous look. I bit my lip as my gaze roved over him, my mind wandering to our interrupted moment earlier, wondering if he’d taken matters into his own hands during his shower afterward … because I certainly had.

“This is fucking hot,” Spade groaned as he watched us intently.

“I’m going to stab you,” Merrick grunted, narrowing a glare on Spade.

Kellan huffed out a breath of amusement as he opened the driver’s side door, and one of Merrick’s hands slipped from my wrist to toss him the keys.

“Sugar, can you sit between us in the back?” Spade asked, prowling closer to us, a devious smirk curling on his lips.

My mouth parted about to answer him, but Merrick cut me off. “Why?”

“Because I want to make our girl squirm between us. It is a ten-minute drive after all, I wonder how many times we can make her come.” His smile stretched even farther as Merrick cursed under his breath, but I felt his cock press harder against me, clearly turned on by the thought.

“I vote no to that,” Kellan choked out, his leg poised halfway into the car.

“Why is that?” I asked, turning my head to face him since Merrick still pressed his hips against me. Personally, I really liked the way Spade’s mind was heading. After last night, I was ready to reclaim my body and relish every moment I could with these three men.

“Because if I need to listen to that while I’m driving, there won’t be a chance in hell that we’re making it to the bar,” Kellan assured me, his sable eyes roving over me, pausing at my exposed cleavage in the sequin crop top to punctuate his words.

Heat erupted over my skin everywhere he looked, everywhere Merrick touched, the combination lighting me up. I could’ve sworn I was about to combust—that or usher them all back inside to take turns acting out the promises their words and bodies made.

“Don’t worry, sugar, if you’re a good girl there’s always the ride back.” Spade grinned before climbing into the passenger seat and closing the door behind him.

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