Swallowing, she held his gaze for a moment longer before looking down at Liam, still kneeling in front of her, holding her wrists captive. Her little pink tongue swept over her lips, and a new tension invaded her body. He could feel it in the muscles along her spine, across her slender shoulders.
“What do you want, Cait?” Liam asked softly, eyes glittering with undisguised lust.
She hesitated before speaking, drew an unsteady breath. “I…more of…what you did.”
Nate smiled against her hair at her shyness. She was so sweet. So sexy, yet innocent, it killed him.
“You want me to lick your clit some more?” Liam prompted.
Nate could all but feel the heat coming off her face as she stared at Liam. Finally she answered. “Y-yes. Please.” The last word was spoken in a whisper so soft, he wasn’t sure Liam heard her.
Liam smiled a little and leaned forward, kissing the skin just above her mound. Nate’s mouth watered at the memory of Cait’s sweet juices on his tongue, watching as his friend moved in to tease her swollen folds. “I’d love to,” Liam said. “You taste good.”
Cait hitched in a breath and tensed. Nate released his hold on her hair and cupped her free breast. His fingertips stroked her tight nipples before he grasped them between his fingers and pinched, gently, rolling them the way she loved so much.
In response her head tipped back and her eyes closed, her delectable mouth parting in a silent cry. So responsive. So aroused. He loved seeing her this way, but he’d never let anyone but Liam do this. He didn’t think he could handle seeing any other man touching her intimately. Guess he was more possessive of her than he’d thought.
Cait jerked and let out an incredible moan, shivered when Liam put his mouth to her again. The way she rubbed her ass against his cock drove Nathan nuts. Her whimpers quickly turned to moans, and her body quivered with rising tension. Already getting close to the edge again.
“Stop,” he commanded, voice rough with strain. Christ it was hot, watching her become lost in pleasure like this.
Liam pulled back.
“God,” she cried, rolling her head against his shoulder, eyes squeezed shut. Her expression was almost agonized. Nate tenderly kissed and licked the spot on her neck that made her shiver, cradling her against him. Her voice was hoarse, unsteady when she spoke. “Nate, please…stop teasing me.”
“You need more, baby?”
“Yes.”
“How much more?”
“W-what?” She sounded breathless, confused.
He circled his hips against her, slowly. Firmly as he caged her in his arms, exerting his authority over her. Letting her feel how hard he was, what seeing her this way did to him. “Do you need me to fuck you?”
A soft sigh answered him, along with a fine quiver. Then, “Please, yes.”
That’s all he needed to hear. He released her just long enough to undo his jeans and nod at Liam.
Cait was too far gone with pleasure to worry about being embarrassed. Liam had seen her naked, put his mouth on her most private places, and she’d survived it. Hell, she’d loved it. But she didn’t know how much more of this she could take. Twice now they’d brought her to the peak and left her hanging, and she was beginning to wonder if they’d ever let her go over.
She heard Nathan’s zipper rasp as it pulled it down, followed by the rip of a condom wrapper. She almost sighed in relief.
Liam tugged on her wrists. “C’mere, gorgeous.”
She would have stumbled if Nathan hadn’t wrapped his arms around her and helped ease her forward toward the kitchen island. Liam backed up and brought her close to him. The touch of his lips on her inner thigh made her jerk, but the naughty caress of his tongue made her melt. So close to where she needed him, but not close enough. Torture.
She moaned and let her head drop back against Nathan’s shoulder, tilting her hips toward Liam’s wicked mouth. Pleading for him to end her torment. This time, she prayed silently. Please let me come this time. She didn’t think she could take much more of their teasing without losing it.
Nathan wrapped one hand around her right hip and pressed his other between her shoulder blades. Firmly. Reminding her he was in control of her and the whole situation. “Lean over, baby.”
God, that deep velvet voice stroking over her while Liam’s mouth hovered so close to her most sensitive flesh. His hot breath washed over her damp folds, making her shiver. Her empty pussy clenched in silent demand as she bent forward at the waist. Knowing Nathan was about to fuck her only made her hotter.
Liam released her wrists, allowing her to brace her hands against the edge of the granite countertop, icy against her overheated flesh. Then he stroked a big hand down the back of her thigh, to her knee, and pulled up.