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you tomorrow,” Ryan added and kissed her too.
Moments later, she stood alone in the dark living room listening to their respective doors close.
She shook her head and grumbled under her breath as she headed for her bedroom. Once her clothes were piled on the chair by the window, she slid beneath the cool sheets and lay on her back watching the moonlight bounce off the ceiling. After they’d spent the last several hours celebrating her divorce with dancing and alcohol, she felt on fire.
Her pussy throbbed painfully with need. When she closed her eyes, her imagination went wild with visions of Ryan’s hazel eyes sparkling with lust and Brett’s brown ones raking over her with appreciation. This is fucking crazy!
Tossing her arm across her eyes, she groaned. I don’t even have my vibrator to take care of my raging libido. She wiggled in the bed, trying to find a comfortable position, but nothing seemed to be working. Kissing both of them goodnight had made matters worse. Now she was horny and unsatisfied.
A light tap sounded at the door, and she struggled into a sitting position against the headboard.
“Come in.”
One sliver of light splayed across the carpet from the hall beyond.
“Having trouble going to sleep?” Brett stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.
“Yeah. How’d you guess?”
“I can hear the bed creaking with every move you make.”
She captured her bottom lip between her teeth. The scent of soap and man tickled her senses, lighting the fire in her blood further. The wet curl against his neck made her fingers itch to touch. Shit! This is all I needed.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to keep you up.”
A rakish smile graced his full lips.
“You didn’t. Anything I can do to help?”
You bet there is. Eat me, fuck me… “Mmm…” Her shoulders lifted in a shrug.
“Is your leg hurting?”
“No.”
“Then what seems to be the trouble?” Warm fingers brushed against her arm, sending goose bumps along her flesh, and she had to fight the urge to shiver under his touch. He scooted closer. “You can tell me.” The devilish smile appeared again. “I’m a doctor.”
“It doesn’t have anything to do with what a doctor can take care of.”
“Really. How about a man?” Brown eyes twinkled in the moonlight filtering through the filmy curtains on the window, and she had a feeling he knew exactly what her problem entailed.
Nipples puckered into hard little nubs, drawing his attention to her chest.
“I’m horny as hell, Brett. You two did nothing to help matters tonight. You know that.”
A soft chuckle left his mouth, and his oh-so-kissable lips lifted in a smile.
“Sounds like a bit of a problem.” One finger trailed over her lips, across her cheek and then down her neck, rasping against her skin deliciously.
Shifting a little to her left and arching her back, she knew her behavior bordered on wanton, but she didn’t care. She wanted his hands on her.
“Tell me what you want, Whit,” he murmured.
“Touch me.”
“Where?”
“Everywhere.”
After he moved next to her on the bed, his fingers drifted across her puckered nipple, and she fought the moan on the tip of her tongue. His mouth brushed softly against hers taking the time to coax the response he wanted from her.
His lips were different than Ryan’s—fuller, firmer, but just as intoxicating. They drifted over her mouth, his tongue caressing her lips lightly. A moan surfaced on her lips only to be swallowed when his tongue dove inside her mouth. Their tongues entwined, stroking each other, firing the desire in her blood to boiling temperatures. Fingers slipped down her flat belly, under the elastic of her underwear, through the curls between her thighs, and glanced across her clit. Her hips lifted, eliciting a chuckle from his lips as they drifted across her cheek. Within moments, he had her silky panties off her legs and tossed them across the room.
“God, you are incredibly hot.”
She grasped
Moments later, she stood alone in the dark living room listening to their respective doors close.
She shook her head and grumbled under her breath as she headed for her bedroom. Once her clothes were piled on the chair by the window, she slid beneath the cool sheets and lay on her back watching the moonlight bounce off the ceiling. After they’d spent the last several hours celebrating her divorce with dancing and alcohol, she felt on fire.
Her pussy throbbed painfully with need. When she closed her eyes, her imagination went wild with visions of Ryan’s hazel eyes sparkling with lust and Brett’s brown ones raking over her with appreciation. This is fucking crazy!
Tossing her arm across her eyes, she groaned. I don’t even have my vibrator to take care of my raging libido. She wiggled in the bed, trying to find a comfortable position, but nothing seemed to be working. Kissing both of them goodnight had made matters worse. Now she was horny and unsatisfied.
A light tap sounded at the door, and she struggled into a sitting position against the headboard.
“Come in.”
One sliver of light splayed across the carpet from the hall beyond.
“Having trouble going to sleep?” Brett stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.
“Yeah. How’d you guess?”
“I can hear the bed creaking with every move you make.”
She captured her bottom lip between her teeth. The scent of soap and man tickled her senses, lighting the fire in her blood further. The wet curl against his neck made her fingers itch to touch. Shit! This is all I needed.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to keep you up.”
A rakish smile graced his full lips.
“You didn’t. Anything I can do to help?”
You bet there is. Eat me, fuck me… “Mmm…” Her shoulders lifted in a shrug.
“Is your leg hurting?”
“No.”
“Then what seems to be the trouble?” Warm fingers brushed against her arm, sending goose bumps along her flesh, and she had to fight the urge to shiver under his touch. He scooted closer. “You can tell me.” The devilish smile appeared again. “I’m a doctor.”
“It doesn’t have anything to do with what a doctor can take care of.”
“Really. How about a man?” Brown eyes twinkled in the moonlight filtering through the filmy curtains on the window, and she had a feeling he knew exactly what her problem entailed.
Nipples puckered into hard little nubs, drawing his attention to her chest.
“I’m horny as hell, Brett. You two did nothing to help matters tonight. You know that.”
A soft chuckle left his mouth, and his oh-so-kissable lips lifted in a smile.
“Sounds like a bit of a problem.” One finger trailed over her lips, across her cheek and then down her neck, rasping against her skin deliciously.
Shifting a little to her left and arching her back, she knew her behavior bordered on wanton, but she didn’t care. She wanted his hands on her.
“Tell me what you want, Whit,” he murmured.
“Touch me.”
“Where?”
“Everywhere.”
After he moved next to her on the bed, his fingers drifted across her puckered nipple, and she fought the moan on the tip of her tongue. His mouth brushed softly against hers taking the time to coax the response he wanted from her.
His lips were different than Ryan’s—fuller, firmer, but just as intoxicating. They drifted over her mouth, his tongue caressing her lips lightly. A moan surfaced on her lips only to be swallowed when his tongue dove inside her mouth. Their tongues entwined, stroking each other, firing the desire in her blood to boiling temperatures. Fingers slipped down her flat belly, under the elastic of her underwear, through the curls between her thighs, and glanced across her clit. Her hips lifted, eliciting a chuckle from his lips as they drifted across her cheek. Within moments, he had her silky panties off her legs and tossed them across the room.
“God, you are incredibly hot.”
She grasped
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