No Holds Barred(13)
Her thoughts fragmented at the feel of Liam’s hot tongue stroking the inner curve of her right breast. He licked in slow, smooth strokes that made her nipples tingle in an agony of anticipation. And still he didn’t give her what she wanted. Desperate to ease the heated ache there, she arched her back in a silent plea, biting her lower lip. He looked up into her eyes at the sign of her surrender, but this time there was no smile to soften his expression. Just a pure, wild hunger that stole her breath.
She dug down deep for her courage and curled her spine more, shamelessly offering herself to him. Nathan followed the movement, bracing her from behind, anchoring her. As though it was what he’d been waiting for, Liam parted his lips and delicately licked the tip of one straining nipple. Cait cried out at the sudden lash of pleasure that zinged straight through her belly to her pussy. She couldn’t remember ever being this aroused. Being restrained between them made this a thousand times hotter than her most vivid fantasy, made every touch more intense.
Nathan continued to cradle her breasts as Liam licked and lapped at the hard tips. First one, then the other. So hot and erotic, it all but destroyed her control. But it wasn’t enough, and he knew it.
She made a frustrated sound and squirmed against Nathan’s erection, and finally Liam closed his mouth around one aching peak to suck on it.
A short, sharp cry escaped, and she threw her head back against Nathan’s hard shoulder. He held her tight while Liam teased her nipple. The pleasure was so decadent. She wanted more, her body suddenly greedy for the explosive orgasm she knew they’d give her. Liam sucked tenderly at the tip, rubbing his tongue over it slow and sweet until a low moan came from the back of his throat. She shuddered and pressed her breast into his mouth, needing more, wanting him to never stop. But he gently released her and stared up into her eyes while he turned his head slightly and slid his tongue over the other nipple.
“His tongue feel good, baby?” Nathan’s voice was dark, deep with desire.
Cait mewled and closed her eyes. When Liam began to suck on her, she could feel her body melting even more, her pussy so slick and swollen she thought she could come from a single touch. She squirmed in Nathan’s grip, squeezed her thighs together to relieve the intense ache. It didn’t help.
Held between them, cherished and pleasured, she had no choice but to let herself sink into the decadent sensations. She wriggled her ass against Nathan’s hard cock, desperate for the feel of him pushing into her from behind while Liam sucked and tongued her nipples. “Nate…”
“So gorgeous, baby,” he whispered, his tone so full of approval it made her chest ache. Gently releasing the breast Liam had abandoned, he slid his palm down her belly. Lower, to the waistband of her jeans.
She bit her lip, waited.
He cupped her sex gently through the denim. “This?”
“God, yes,” she breathed, shaking as she tried to press more firmly against him. She was so hot right now she could come if he’d just give her more pressure. But he didn’t. Simply cupped his palm over her, letting the heat of his hand sink through the cloth and into her wet pussy beneath it. A frustrated groan tore out of her, her hands twisting in Liam’s grip. His hold never lessened. “Touch me, please.”
“Mmmm.” Nathan undid the button on her jeans, drew the zipper down slowly. The rasp of it seemed loud over the soft, wet sounds of Liam’s mouth sucking her taut nipple. The rising pleasure made her light-headed. Nathan slid her jeans down, using a foot to push them to her ankles so she could step out of them. Then his knowing fingertips grazed along the front of her thong, ever so lightly tracing the lace pattern over her throbbing labia, right up to where they sheltered her aching clit.
Cait sucked in a breath and moaned softly, widening her stance. But instead of sliding his fingers beneath the cloth to touch her pussy, Nate drew her panties down and placed his palm firmly over her abdomen, right above her trimmed mound. She twisted and wriggled, but he held her still. Making her wait. Drawing out the anticipation. Making her crazy.
Liam curled his hot tongue around her rigid nipple and treated her to one last suckle before raising his head and settling back on his heels to watch Nathan’s hand cradle her lower belly.
Under that watchful stare, she began to shake. She knew what was coming and didn’t have the strength to stop them. Her body pulsed with need. Nathan continued to squeeze her nipple and shifted his other hand around to finally cup her naked pussy. Cait whimpered and trembled, ready to beg him to touch her clit. He stroked his hand over her. Slow and sure, dragging his palm over her sensitive flesh with just enough pressure to give the ache in her clit a jagged edge. He knew exactly how to touch her, how to drive her insane, and he always used it to his advantage. The breath caught in her throat.