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The entirely wanton thought didn’t just whisper through her head, it pleaded.
Aidan’s hands slid up her back, a heady passion glinting in his eyes as he feathered his fingertip around her ribcage to stroke her breasts. “I’m pretty certain Kylie left a packet of condoms in the bathroom, Nick.”
McKenzie drew in a ragged breath. The tops of her thighs were still wet from her oh-so recent orgasm, her juices dribbling onto her flushed skin. An orgasm that had rocked her to the very core. Hell, she’d almost come the second Aidan’s thick, long cock slid past her lips, let alone when Nick’s equally impressive appendage stretched her to the limit. Did she even have the energy to succumb to another climax so soon?
Behind her, Nick chuckled, and she hiccupped in a gasp when he fingered her still-sensitive clit. “Red ones?”
Aidan returned his laugh with his own, the sound vibrating through McKenzie like a thrumming caress. Oh God, it was making her horny again.
“Doubt it.” Aidan’s grin curled his lips. “But knowing Kylie Sullivan, they won’t be the standard issue.”
“Any chance she’s left any toys?”
Nick’s question, spoken in a gravelly growl, filled McKenzie’s cheek with tingling heat, and sent squirming pressure into her pussy.
She caught her bottom lip with her teeth, her nipples tight. Yep, she was horny again. So horny her sex throbbed and ached with an insistent, undeniable need.
Aidan looked down into her face, his thumb rolling little circles over her erect nipples. “Who knows with Kylie? The woman has always been one for surprises.”
McKenzie gazed back at him, her womb heavy with want. Surprises? Oh Lordy, this whole island had been full of surprises.
With a gentle pinch on her clit, Nick slipped away and she had to bite back her whimper of dismay at his sudden absence. “Let me see what I can find.”
McKenzie barely heard him. Not with her blood roaring in her ears. Not with her heart hammering so powerfully. Not with Aidan’s hands stroking and massaging and teasing her breasts.
Surprises. Like having a threesome with the very guy only a few hours ago she was sure was gay. Like discovering her best friend was more than the platonic mate she’d believed him to be. Like realizing she was in…
“Are you okay?”
Aidan’s soft question made her blink. She frowned, pulling away from him a little. “Yes.” Her voice cracked. “Why?”
He gave her a lopsided smile, the kind that said, bullshit, Wood . “You kinda looked like a rabbit trapped in headlights there for a sec.”
McKenzie shook her head, her pulse beating fast in her neck. “A little shocked is all. I was planning on writing an award-winning exposé on Nick Blackthorne’s sexual secrets…now I seem to be a part of them.”
Aidan chuckled, tracing the line of her nose with the tip of one of his fingers. “Maybe he’ll give you an exclusive?”
“Good idea, Aidan.”
McKenzie started at Nick’s murmur so close behind her. She turned to him, the sight of his lean, sinewy naked body making her pussy constrict. Damn, he truly was sex and sin and soul. A treble cleft tattoo sat just below his shallow navel, its curled bottom hooking over the root of his shaft. At least, that’s where she assumed it was. She really couldn’t see, seeing as his dick was jutting upright—thick and long and obviously ready.
“I do have an exclusive for you, McKenzie.” He walked toward her and Aidan. “But later.”
“Later?” Her voice cracked again.
He nodded, a slow dip of his head that didn’t break eye contact. “After we find a use for these.” He held up his right hand, showing them the packet of condoms, Rough Rider ridged condoms to be precise. “And this.” He cocked an eyebrow as he held up his left hand.
McKenzie’s mouth went dry. Oh God.
The glass dildo reflected the muted light of her suite, its long surface covered in subtle dimples, its end a wide, pointed mushroom shape. A
The entirely wanton thought didn’t just whisper through her head, it pleaded.
Aidan’s hands slid up her back, a heady passion glinting in his eyes as he feathered his fingertip around her ribcage to stroke her breasts. “I’m pretty certain Kylie left a packet of condoms in the bathroom, Nick.”
McKenzie drew in a ragged breath. The tops of her thighs were still wet from her oh-so recent orgasm, her juices dribbling onto her flushed skin. An orgasm that had rocked her to the very core. Hell, she’d almost come the second Aidan’s thick, long cock slid past her lips, let alone when Nick’s equally impressive appendage stretched her to the limit. Did she even have the energy to succumb to another climax so soon?
Behind her, Nick chuckled, and she hiccupped in a gasp when he fingered her still-sensitive clit. “Red ones?”
Aidan returned his laugh with his own, the sound vibrating through McKenzie like a thrumming caress. Oh God, it was making her horny again.
“Doubt it.” Aidan’s grin curled his lips. “But knowing Kylie Sullivan, they won’t be the standard issue.”
“Any chance she’s left any toys?”
Nick’s question, spoken in a gravelly growl, filled McKenzie’s cheek with tingling heat, and sent squirming pressure into her pussy.
She caught her bottom lip with her teeth, her nipples tight. Yep, she was horny again. So horny her sex throbbed and ached with an insistent, undeniable need.
Aidan looked down into her face, his thumb rolling little circles over her erect nipples. “Who knows with Kylie? The woman has always been one for surprises.”
McKenzie gazed back at him, her womb heavy with want. Surprises? Oh Lordy, this whole island had been full of surprises.
With a gentle pinch on her clit, Nick slipped away and she had to bite back her whimper of dismay at his sudden absence. “Let me see what I can find.”
McKenzie barely heard him. Not with her blood roaring in her ears. Not with her heart hammering so powerfully. Not with Aidan’s hands stroking and massaging and teasing her breasts.
Surprises. Like having a threesome with the very guy only a few hours ago she was sure was gay. Like discovering her best friend was more than the platonic mate she’d believed him to be. Like realizing she was in…
“Are you okay?”
Aidan’s soft question made her blink. She frowned, pulling away from him a little. “Yes.” Her voice cracked. “Why?”
He gave her a lopsided smile, the kind that said, bullshit, Wood . “You kinda looked like a rabbit trapped in headlights there for a sec.”
McKenzie shook her head, her pulse beating fast in her neck. “A little shocked is all. I was planning on writing an award-winning exposé on Nick Blackthorne’s sexual secrets…now I seem to be a part of them.”
Aidan chuckled, tracing the line of her nose with the tip of one of his fingers. “Maybe he’ll give you an exclusive?”
“Good idea, Aidan.”
McKenzie started at Nick’s murmur so close behind her. She turned to him, the sight of his lean, sinewy naked body making her pussy constrict. Damn, he truly was sex and sin and soul. A treble cleft tattoo sat just below his shallow navel, its curled bottom hooking over the root of his shaft. At least, that’s where she assumed it was. She really couldn’t see, seeing as his dick was jutting upright—thick and long and obviously ready.
“I do have an exclusive for you, McKenzie.” He walked toward her and Aidan. “But later.”
“Later?” Her voice cracked again.
He nodded, a slow dip of his head that didn’t break eye contact. “After we find a use for these.” He held up his right hand, showing them the packet of condoms, Rough Rider ridged condoms to be precise. “And this.” He cocked an eyebrow as he held up his left hand.
McKenzie’s mouth went dry. Oh God.
The glass dildo reflected the muted light of her suite, its long surface covered in subtle dimples, its end a wide, pointed mushroom shape. A
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