Desirable by Nicole Sanchez

Author:Nicole Sanchez [Sanchez, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-04T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

We keep drinking in the limo, splitting a bottle of champagne between us. The goody bags from the party include several different sex toys. Jean Pierre offers to show us exactly how to use them. It’s clear from how Jean Pierre is looking at Parker that I’m a means to an end.

I can relate. Sometimes, I wonder if Parker can see the same mooney-eyed, lovestruck expression on my face when I look at him.

Once we're in the room, there is a moment where no one knows what to do, but in keeping with my desire to not chicken out, I kiss Parker. I unbutton his jacket, running my hands up his firm chest while our mouths remain locked together. His hands are on my hips, drawing me against him to feel just how much he wants me. Jean Pierre is behind me, plucking out each pin and flower from my hair.

Parker angles my head so he has better access to me, deepening the kiss between us.

I know that I am falling in love with him and I am so screwed by that. I could stop this right now, and everyone will go home a little disappointed, but my feelings, my heart, might survive the night.

But I don't.

Instead, when Jean Pierre starts to kiss my neck, I tilt my head back while pressing my hips into Parker. I’d forgotten that Jean Pierre is even here.

Parker breaks the kiss, reaching to kiss Jean Pierre, who trills in delight. I'm not forgotten during their exchange because while Jean Pierre is working on the buttons of each of their shirts, Parker's hand is stroking my thigh in the space between the stocking and my dress.

I reach for Parker's pants, undoing the buckle so I can slide the belt out. He might be kissing Jean Pierre, but when I look at him, he's watching me, watching how I slowly slide the zipper down his length so I can free him.

"I think Holly is feeling a little neglected," Parker says hoarsely, prompting Jean Pierre to laugh. There is something in Parker’s hooded gaze. As he marks every spot that Jean Pierre touches me.

"Well, we can't have that." Jean Pierre pulls Parker's pants down all the way, leaving him in his boxers and his shirt unbuttoned. Parker hauls me over his shoulder, slapping my ass as he carries me to his bedroom.

He tosses me onto the bed, and I land neatly in the middle of the king-sized mattress. He looks at Jean Pierre, who is finishing to undo the buttons on his shirt.

"By all means, I'll wait my turn," Jean Pierre promises as he takes the rest of his clothes off. He drops unceremoniously onto a chair in the corner and makes himself comfortable with his cock in his hand.

Parker grabs my wrists and pins them over my head, pulling my attention to him. I let out a groan of frustration. I want to touch him and feel him, but he only gives me a frustrating smirk.

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