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“That answer your question?”
A tug at her waist prevented her reply. She turned to see Adam cutting in, a cocky expression on his face.
“You’re hogging her, little brother. ”
“Later, babe,” Ryan said, promise etched in his eyes.
Adam tugged her into his arms, a wicked grin on his face. “You two trying to make it on a public dance floor?”
She blinked innocently at him.
“Oh, I saw your hands down his pants, baby. ”
“Jealous?”
He grinned. “Hell yeah. Only I don’t want your hands there. I want those sweet lips wrapped around my dick. ”
Her body jolted at his explicit words. Her nipples hardened to the point of aching. He smiled a slow, satisfied smile. “Are we turning you on, baby?”
“Is this a plan y’all have hatched?” she demanded. “Try to make me as horny as possible in the middle of a restaurant?”
“Is it working?”
“Hell yes,” she muttered.
He chuckled and nipped playfully at her ear with his teeth. “Good. ”
Another tug at her waist, and she moaned in protest. “This isn’t fair and you both know it,” she complained.
“Are you wet?” Ethan whispered as he took her into his arms. “Are you imagining the three of us licking, sucking, biting, fucking…?”
She groaned low in her throat. “Oh my God, you have to stop,” she said weakly. “Can’t we skip dinner?”
He laughed, low and husky. “Oh no, doll. We have all night. ”
She closed her eyes and thunked her head against his chest. “I’m so going to make you all pay for this. I’m gonna give prick tease a whole new definition. ”
He threw back his head and laughed. “Somehow I think I’ll enjoy whatever punishment you come up with. ”
He picked his head up and looked over her shoulder. “Food’s here. ”
She looked over to where Adam was motioning to them.
She walked back over and wilted into her chair. She shot them all dirty looks and ignored their innocent grins.
“Ohh, this smells heavenly,” she said as she sniffed the delicious aromas floating over the table.
“Try mine,” Ryan offered, holding a fork out to her.
She examined his offering. “What is it?”
“Bacon wrapped shrimp in butter sauce. ”
“Mmmmm. ” She opened her mouth and he gently tucked it between her lips.
“Such a sweet mouth,” he murmured.
He extended his finger and wiped a small bit of butter from her lip then slid his finger into her mouth. She sucked at his finger, swirling her tongue around the tip.
“Witch. ”
She withdrew, smirking at him.
She cut into her steak and savored each and every bite of the tender meat. In between bites of her own food, the men gave her samples of their entrees, each one given with a dose of sensuality that left her weak and aching. She’d never existed in such a haze of sexual awareness. Each look, each touch sizzled and burned, awakened a powerful yearning within her.
She knew they were drawing attention from nearby tables, and she didn’t care. Let them look. How could she possibly feel awkward about something that felt so intrinsically right? Never in her life had she felt with such absolute conviction that she was where she needed to be.
“What are you thinking about, doll?”
She smiled at Ethan, allowing the full force of her contentment to shine.
“I was thinking how perfect this evening is. ”
“And to think it’s just getting started,” Ryan murmured.
Adam slid his hand over to rest on her thigh. His thumb drew lazy circles above her knee, and his fingers slipped further between her legs.
“I’m glad you’re having a good time, baby. ”
She leaned back in the chair, her glass of wine in hand. She sipped leisurely at it.
“Anyone up for dessert?” she asked.
Three pair of eyes sizzled over her skin. She shivered in reaction.
“I know exactly what I want for dessert,” Ethan drawled.
Her cheeks blazed, and her legs clenched together to squelch the unbearable tightening in her pussy.
“I can’t wait to taste you,” Ethan whispered. “So sweet. Soft. ”
“Maybe we should go,” she mumbled.
“Something wrong?” Adam asked.
She shot him a dirty look. Then she leaned over, brushing her breasts against his arm. She dipped her hand low, slid it over his thigh, between his legs until she cupped his bulge in her hand. She squeezed gently, kneading and fondling.
“Not a thing,” she said sweetly.
He stood and hauled her up next to him. “Never let it be said I didn’t accommodate a lady. Let’s go. ”
The ride home was quiet. Tension radiated throughout the vehicle, and Holly’s legs stayed tightly pressed together. Her clit pulsed and hummed. If she so much as touched herself there, she’d go off like a rocket.
When they arrived at the hotel, she walked to the elevator on shaky legs. Once inside, Ryan pulled her against him, his hands fumbling with her jeans.
“Off,” he ordered.
“We’re in an elevator,” she whispered.
He gave her a wicked grin as the elevator did a slow rise to the third floor. “Don’t make me rip them off you. ”
She swallowed then quickly shucked her shoes and jeans. Oh God, don’t let anyone be going up!
Ryan unbuttoned his jeans, pulled them down then hoisted Holly up in his arms. In the time the elevator climbed to the sixth floor, he had sunk his cock deep inside her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in the curve of his shoulder. His palms cupped her ass, squeezing, lifting as he plunged deeper.
