Loving On the Edge 5-Book Collection: Crash Into You, Melt Into You, Fall Into You, Caught Up In You, Need You Tonight. Roni Loren

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      While Reid leaned to the side to grab the bag he had brought with him, a vinyl-clad waitress stopped in front of them. Her heavily lined eyes danced across Brynn’s two companions, her interest obvious. “Do you need anything from the bar… or from an attendant?”

      Reid lifted his head, and Jace continued to caress Brynn’s leg. Reid traced a finger along the edge of Brynn’s bustier. “I think we have all we need right now.”

      The girl’s bottom lip jutted out a bit, but she nodded and moved on. Brynn sniffed. “I think you guys have a new president for your fan club.”

      Reid laughed and pulled a pint-sized container from the paper bag. “We’ll see. You might want to apply for the job once we’re done with you tonight.”

      She lifted an eyebrow. “Confident, aren’t you?”

      “Jace, I think our sub has a bit of a smart mouth.”

      Jace shook his head. “Seems so. I think it’s this outfit. It’s making her feisty.”

      Reid yanked at the laces holding the front of the bustier together, sending her breasts spilling out the top. She gasped and her hands instinctively flew to cover herself.

      Reid frowned. “Drop your hands, Brynn, or we’ll be forced to tie you up.”

      Her gaze darted around the crowded room. She had known that public display would be involved in this, but knowing it and experiencing it were two different things. A couple sitting a few yards away openly ogled the scene, and Brynn had the urge to grab the paper bag and put it over her head.

      Reid’s fingers grasped her chin, and he turned her face toward him. “Look only at us. You’re here to please me and Jace—no one else gets the privilege of your attention. Now I’m giving you one more chance to drop your hands or I’m pulling out the cuffs.”

      Cuffs. The word tried to slip through the hold she had on her fear. Restraints equaled panic. She stared into Reid’s eyes, feeling his grip on her face, letting his unwavering focus draw her back to center. She let her arms fall to her sides, and her nipples instantly tightened from the exposure.

      Reid’s gaze traveled over her breasts as if he was seeing the female form for the first time, and she couldn’t help but warm beneath the full glow of his appreciation. He kissed her bare shoulder. “Thank you. A body this gorgeous deserves to be worshipped not hidden.”

      “Amen to that,” Jace said, his normally genial face turning serious.

      She knew there were far more beautiful women in the room, knew that her belly was a bit too round and her breasts a bit too heavy to call perky. But in that moment, the two men’s hungry perusal made her feel like a goddess upon an altar. The traces of panic started to drain out of her completely.

      These men wanted her, would take care of her. And suddenly she found herself wanting them back. Really wanting them.

      Reid pulled off the lid of the container he’d brought and dunked a finger inside. “Ready for dessert, sugar?”

      He lifted his hand to her lips, rubbing something thick and warm over them, then lowered his head and claimed her mouth in a slow, possessive kiss. Mmm. Reid and the sweet, buttery flavor of caramel glazed her taste buds—a heady combination that sent her inner thermostat inching upward. He sucked her lower lip and removed the last of the sticky confection just as another streak of warmth painted the sensitive skin of her leg. What the…

      He smiled as awareness dawned within her. “Four hands can be so much more efficient than two.”

      Reid’s mouth returned to hers right as Jace’s hot tongue glided along her inner thigh, lapping up the caramel sauce and setting a match to her nerve endings. Holy shit. Was she actually going to do this? Two men—no, not just two men, Reid and Jace. Heaven help her.

      As Reid’s tongue stroked over hers, his growing erection pressed against her bottom. She wiggled against him, and he hummed his approval into the kiss. Jace’s hair brushed against her legs as he continued to taste the skin higher and higher on her thigh, maddeningly close to the slow throbbing between her legs. Her knees instinctively parted farther, seeking relief as the combination of the two men’s attention coalesced in her core, sending moisture hotter than the caramel straight to her sex.

      When Jace nudged the bottom edge of her skirt, Reid pulled back from the kiss and grabbed the container again. Creamy caramel drizzled over each of her nipples, and she arched from the contrast in temperature. Reid’s fingers spread the sugared sauce over one of the tightened buds, then tilted her farther back against the arm of the couch, putting her on full display like a buffet to be sampled. Jace slid out from beneath her and moved to the floor, settling at her side. Both heads lowered, and each man latched on to a breast, sucking and laving in tandem—Reid’s mouth hot and firm, Jace’s more teasing.

      She threaded her hands in their hair, pulling Jace’s short ponytail free in the process, and let her head fall back. The last threads of resistance burned into wisps of smoke as the call of her body overruled the voice in her head. Heated palms slid up her legs and hiked her skirt to her waist. Reid’s teeth scraped against her left nipple sending a shot of pleasure/pain through her before he released it. “I think it’s time for something sweeter than caramel.”

      Jace didn’t stop his ministrations but cupped the breast that Reid had abandoned and rubbed a thumb across the tip. Reid scooted from under her and set her ass on the couch. Before she could process what he was doing, he spread her legs wide and ran a finger over the soaked crotch of her panties. “Mmm, I think our little sub likes us, Jace.”

      Jace lifted his head and smiled down at Brynn, the green of his eyes dark and dangerous. “Is that right?”

      Reid grabbed her wrist and moved her hand beneath the waistband of her underwear, the pads of her fingers resting on her mound. “Jace is being so nice to you, don’t you think you should give him a little taste?”

      Her heart stuttered in her chest, and she moistened her lips. “Y-Yes, sir.”

      Reid caressed her arm. “Go ahead then, sugar.”

      After a steadying breath, she lowered her hand and ran two fingers along her slick folds. One brush against her clit and she thought she may tip over the edge right there. Just a few strokes and she’d be there. But she wasn’t ready for it to be over yet; she wanted to let the guys decide when it was time.

      Jace’s hooded gaze never left hers as she raised her hand to him. He grabbed her forearm and brought her glistening fingers to his mouth. With unhurried reverence, he sucked them clean. “Your girl is so fucking sweet, Reid.”

      Her pussy clenched as if he’d licked her clit instead of her fingers, and a whimper slipped past her lips.

      Reid’s hands kneaded her legs. “Can’t wait to refresh my ­memory.”

      Coarse fingers moved to her hips, and Reid tugged her panties off. A low groan rumbled from him. “Jesus, Brynn, you’re going to fucking kill me.”

      She lifted her head to see his hungry gaze trace over her Brazilian wax job—something she’d started doing a few years earlier. “You approve?”

      He traced his fingers over the baby smooth skin, making her writhe. “I don’t СКАЧАТЬ