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Probably inwardly swoon. “I don’t know. Are you any good at it?”
One side of his mouth kicked up. “I’ve had no complaints.”
“Then there likely won’t be any issues.”
Warm lips grazed my ear as Kaleb pressed even closer. “Only one way for you both to know for sure,” he said, his sinful voice making the little hairs on my nape stand up.
“My thoughts exactly.” Resting a hand on my hip, Trace smoothly slanted his mouth over mine. Then he just took it. The kiss was deep and sensuous and hungry. I sank into it, fisting his shirt, breathing in his cologne—it was dark, spicy, and as intoxicating as the kiss itself.
Having grown up around actors, I wasn’t fazed by them. But a girly part of me was squealing in delight thattheTrace Lacroix was actually kissing me.
“My turn,” said Kaleb, a growl edging the words.
Trace pulled back, his eyes glittering as they bore into mine. He palmed one side of my face and gently turned my head.
Kaleb swiped his tongue across my tingling bottom lip. “Told you I wanted to lick it.” He took my mouth in a wet, explicit, downright dirty kiss that fired up my already prickly nerve-endings. He bunched the bottom of my dress in his hand but didn’t flip it up, no, just let the threat of it taunt me, intensifying the moment.
Trace raked his teeth over my earlobe. “I want you. We both do. Let us have you, Briar.”
My core clenched at that. Tearing my mouth free of Kaleb’s, I let out a shaky breath. I was about to speak, but then I caught sight of a passing male shooting both Trace and Kaleb aseriouslydark look. “What was that about?”
“Jealousy,” said Trace. “He’s another man whose interest you piqued.”
Kaleb nipped my jaw. “Lowe wouldn’t be able to give you what you need. From what I heard, he needs a little directionin the bedroom. He won’t be very good at making a woman feel helpless.”
I froze. I hadn’t told them that I liked to feel helpless. I hadn’t told many people, actually. I’d recently spoken of my sexual preferences to my friends at the bar in the Vault’s lounge, though. Recalling that these two men had been close by at the time, I narrowed my eyes as it hit me. “You eavesdropped on my conversation.”
“We overheard some of it, we weren’t purposely listening in,” Trace corrected.
Kaleb put his mouth to my ear. “Imagine having one man pin you down while another man fucks you. Imagine having two men control you, take what they want from you, give you no choice but to accept and enjoy whatever they do to you.”
I wouldn’t have thought that my body could both meltandroar to life at the same time, but that was what happened. Warmth bloomed low and spread outward. Some very interesting places began pulsing, throbbing, and buzzing.
“Come with us,” said Kaleb. That coaxing tone wasn’t necessary. His voice was a lure all on its own.
I swallowed, looking from him to Trace. “Where?”
“We booked a basic room just in case we found someone we wanted to play with.” Trace breezed his lips over mine. “Come with us.” The whisper was pure liquid seduction.
And I caved.
“You’d better make it good,” I said.
Trace’s mouth curved. “I like you, Briar.” He tucked my hair behind my ear. “One thing. Call it a warning or a promise or both: we don’t do gentle. We fuck hard. You still with us?”
“Only if there’s no anal. To be perfectly frank, my ass hasn’t had enough experience to take a rough pounding.”
Trace’s smile widened. “That’s all right. We both want your pussy anyway.”
He stayed in front of me while Kaleb took up the rear as we walked across the dome, out of the ornate doors, and through to one of the hallways that featured door after door—some led to themed rooms, some led to ones which were more basic. The whole time, my heart pounded and my stomach fluttered.
As Trace unlocked a particular door with a swipe of his membership card, Kaleb turned to me and said, “Listen, Trace and I can be greedy fuckers. But if you don’t like something, you say stop and we stop. That’s all it’ll take. Got it?”
I licked my lips, appreciating his reassurance. “Got it.”
He gave a satisfied nod and urged me to follow Trace into the room. I did so, finding that, like all basic private rooms, it resembled a luxury hotel suite. There was a huge double bed, standard furnishings, an attached bathroom, and even a patio door that would have led to a balcony if this was a real hotel.
Wound tight with excitement and anticipation, I almost jumped on hearing the door close behind me.
