Once she had them where she wanted them, she let her hands roam, and spent time dancing chest-to-chest with each of them, grinding her ass against one while rubbing her breasts against another, and caressing the third wherever she could reach until she’d done a full turn with them surrounding her, blocking out the nightclub.
As the song continued, and her temperature began to rise, Justin leaned down to her and in a husky voice said, “We have a surprise planned for you.”
“You do?” she asked, almost losing her rhythm in the dance.
“We thought it was time for another role-play scene.”
“All three of you? When?”
She knew better than to ask and he didn’t disappoint when he chuckled and trapped one of her nipples between his fingers and gave it a light tweak.
“You know half of the fun is springing it on you, babe.”
Still dancing, she slid out her lower lip and pouted teasingly, and Ransome bent down and nipped at it before he kissed her and said, “We can’t wait, either, angel.”
Giving another playful pout, she replied, “Yeah, but he’s not springing it on you.”
“You love the anticipation, though, don’t you?” Val said as he took a kiss of his own. He tasted of tequila and his own alluring flavor and made her think of another flavor of his that she liked very much.
“You know I do,” she replied as she rubbed her mound against the hard ridge at Val’s groin, making the lust in his eyes flame higher. She lifted her arms again, moving with the pounding beat, and slid her fingertips along Justin’s thick shoulder and around Ransome’s neck and into his long, silky hair. Connected to all three of them like that, she felt like the luckiest woman in the universe. “I’m yours to play with.”
* * * *
Jessica startled when Lydia patted her shoulder. The crowded nightclub throbbed with music and she had to lean over in order to hear her friend as she spoke. “Are you all right?”
Jessica smiled at her, appreciating how much Lydia looked out for her. “I’m fine.”
Lydia gave her a knowing smile. “I’m sure Bella is doing just fine with LuAnn and the guys. I’m glad you were able to join us.”
LuAnn worked with Lydia at the ranch, helping out with the house and cooking, and Jessica had grown close to her. LuAnn and her men, Mayn and Daniel, had offered to babysit for Jessica so she could have a night out, now that Bella was six weeks old. Lydia had talked her into going out that night because she thought she’d been isolating herself too much. The Dancing Pony nightclub, with its noisy jostling crowd, was certainly a contrast from the quiet solitude she’d been living in recently.
Thanks to long walks and getting plenty of fresh air, she was bouncing back from her rather stressful pregnancy. She even had a job lined up with a local optometrist’s office in Divine, which she planned to start the following week. Things were looking up and she’d been hoping for an opportunity like that night out to spread her wings a little.
When she’d heard that Val and Ransome were going to be there as well, she’d decided to seize the day and give them a chance to see her as more than a pregnant woman in need of help. To that end, she’d spent an hour primping and had arrived at the club only a few minutes before, hoping for a chance to express how she felt to them.
As she watched the foursome on the dance floor, she realized that she’d insulated herself from a certain reality. She supposed it was her fault for not saying something about it sooner, maybe mentioning it to Lydia and finding out Val and Ransome’s status. Rather, she’d continued in her fantasy-land crush on the men who’d saved her from Trevor Dornan the year before. All other men had seemed pale in comparison to them.
She’d been in her own little world, feeling a little intimidated by the big crowd and the loud music, but she’d barely hidden her surprise a few minutes before when she’d caught a glimpse of Charity, who she’d also begun to idolize for her brave part in bringing Dornan to justice, sliding in amongst Val, Ransome, and her husband Justin, kissing all three of them, as they surrounded her.
It was obvious by the warm looks they gave her that Val and Ransome’s hearts belonged to Charity and that she was in love with them, as well as her husband. Jessica was happy for them but it still stung. As Jessica watched the four of them move in an incredibly sensual dance, it was obvious that she’d had her head in the sand. She just hadn’t realized.
“Hadn’t realized what,” Lydia asked as she looked at Jessica and then followed her line of sight out to the dance floor before she could avert her gaze. Understanding dawned in her friend’s eyes.