The Playboy's Ménage (The Billionaire Bachelors Series) by RG Alexander

Author:RG Alexander
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2014-07-27T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Peter Faraday was a danger to her equilibrium.

He kissed her again, tangling his tongue with hers in a dance that made her wild. His hand was cupping and massaging her sex, his fingers slipping through her arousal as she pushed herself against him greedily. This was crazy. What she was feeling, it was too much. Last night he’d kissed her and it was like something had turned on inside her that she couldn’t turn off. Didn’t want to turn off.

All she could think about was Peter inside her. Henry and Peter taking her. She wanted him. His fingers. His tongue. His cock. She slid her hand down his chest toward his pants but he caught her wrist in a firm grip.

“No, Holly. We’re going to make you come for us first.” His skin was flushed with desire, his eyes narrow as he pulled back to study her. “Henry? I got my kiss last night, now it’s your turn. Consider it payment for this morning’s revelations. Why don’t you give her the welcome she deserves?”

Peter moved to her side and she looked away from him in time to see Henry dropping to his knees in front of her, the sunlight shining in from the open door and glinting in his sable hair.

Oh God, the door was still open and she didn’t care. She knew what Henry was going to do, what she needed him to do, and she didn’t want to stop it.

“Did I mention I love this dress?” Henry murmured, lifting up the skirt until he could see her bare skin. “Jesus, Holly, you have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. Sweet black curls and pink skin begging for my tongue. Will you hold this for me so I can have a taste?”

She held the skirt and whimpered in surprise when Henry lifted one of her legs over his shoulder and leaned in. Peter wrapped his arm around her, holding her steady against the wall as Henry groaned and opened his mouth on her sex, his tongue curling around her clit, his beard scratching her sensitive lips in a way that made her shudder.

“Fuck.”

“That’s what you get when you dress like dessert and offer yourself to two starving men.” Peter’s voice was deeper. Turned on. “You make us want what’s under the frosting even more.”

“Food again,” she gasped. “You two and your—oh God, Henry.”

“Can you blame us, Holly? You are delicious.” Peter reached behind her neck and untied her halter-top, dragging the fabric down to the snug high waist. “You’re… Fuck, Holly it’s been too long since I’ve seen you like this outside of my dreams. Would you like to know how often I’ve dreamt about these breasts? What I’ve done to them in my mind?”

Peter dropped his head and covered her nipple with his mouth, sucking hard.

“God,” she moaned. “Yes, oh yes.”

She dug into Henry’s back with her heel and pulled him closer, rocking her hips against his face and leaning her head back against the wall for balance.

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