Maizy the Bear Charmer(Diving Creek Ranch 16)(61)

As she rose from Spencer’s lap, he swept her hair aside and slid the shirt from her shoulders so she now stood naked before them. Heath bit his lip and growled appreciatively as he beckoned to her.

She glanced around at the windows, noting that they’d closed the window blinds, and put her hand in Heath’s. He guided her into his lap, facing him, as he sat back against the cushions. He was a big man and straddling his hips meant her legs were spread wide. She was completely exposed to their view, which ratcheted her arousal several more notches. The flannel of his pajama pants was soft against her thighs and the substantial, hard ridge of his cock was pressed against her mound. He smiled and slid his hands up her arms to her shoulders, raising gooseflesh. “Your skin is like silk. Everyone in your family is blond and fair-skinned, yet your coloring is dark and you’re so tanned, like a Native American princess.”

She pulled his T-shirt up, exposing his hard, flat abdomen, so she could play, too, and said, “There’s Comanche blood in my family. In most every generation, a daughter has been born with dark hair, olive skin that tans easily, and brown eyes. I was the lucky one. I don’t know where the curls came from.” She giggled as he sank his fingers into her hair.

Heath stripped off his shirt, revealing his furred chest and the golden happy trail leading down into his waistband, looking up at her like he was a teddy bear ready to be played with. Warmth suffused her and she glanced over her shoulder and met Spencer’s and Cody’s eyes before turning back to Heath. “So this is how it would be?”

Heath’s eyes sparkled as he stroked her nipples and nodded. “Mmm-hmm. I’d rather play with you than watch television any day.” He cupped her abundant breasts and gently squeezed as he leaned forward to kiss her again. She grew squirmy and restless, and very aware of the men who could see her spread and very exposed backside. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that one of them had dimmed the lights and she was eternally grateful to whichever man had thought of it.

Heath’s callused palms slid down her back to her ass and the tension inside her increased as his fingers strayed to her pussy and he growled happily. “You’re so wet for me, baby.” He continued stroking a hot path over her lips and her opening and murmured, “So hot and slick. I want a taste.”

He tucked her to him and turned, laying her on the couch, and gazed at her, spread out and at his mercy. Her entire body buzzed and her pussy throbbed with her heartbeat as his eyes lingered. Cody handed something to Heath, which he laid on top of the couch, out of her sight.

Heath smiled down at her, his green eyes twinkling mischievously as he lifted her left foot from the floor. He pressed his lips to her inner anklebone and worked his way up, kneading her calf until he reached her knee. He rested her ankle on his shoulder so she was wide open for him and she moaned as he continued his upward motion until he’d nearly reached her pussy. She was so relieved because she already felt desperate for his touch there. But no. With a knowing grin, he lifted her right foot from where it was lodged against the back of the couch by his leg and repeated the kiss on her other inner ankle. She drew a deep breath, frustration welling inside.

It must’ve shown in her eyes because Heath said, “I’m no two-minute-wonder, and neither are Spencer or Cody. You’re in good hands, Maizy.” He massaged her calf and pressed kisses upward to her knee. “We’re taking our time with you. Relax and don’t be in such a hurry.”

He stroked his hot tongue along the back of her knee and she crooned out loud, having no idea that spot was so sensitive. Pleasure streaked in warm waves all over her body as he did it again, just to hear her reaction, judging by his wicked grin.

His expression grew more serious as he gently worked the larger muscles in her leg until he reached the uppermost portion of her thighs. Her hips twitched when he stroked the delicate space on either side of her outer labia, not touching her pussy at all.

Conversely, there was no teasing in his eyes as he slid first one hand and then the other over her mound, taking his time with the slow caresses and making her abdomen flutter. Would they each spend this much time in foreplay? At this rate she’d be at their house all night. She glanced at Cody and Spencer and found them both staring at the two of them, seeming entranced, and most definitely not bored.

Heath slid his thumbs upward along her midline, over her belly button, and whispered, “What’s the matter?”

“The time you’re taking,” she whispered with a shuddering breath. “I’m not used to it. I don’t want you to become bored.”