Withdrawing his finger, Duncan rose, pulling a condom from his shirt pocket and tossing it onto the table. “No. Why did the phone call upset you so much?”
Jared straightened, still holding her hand in his. “You’re scaring me, Erin. What the hell’s going on?”
* * * *
“I’ll tell you, damn it!” Her clit throbbed unbearably, need clawing at her.
Naked, spread, aroused, and with all three of her fierce-looking husbands leaning over her, Erin knew she had to tell them everything. Struggling to concentrate, she blew out a breath. “Wes Cramer called me. He’s an attorney who works with the oil company I used to work for.”
Reese’s hand clenched on hers. “What did he want?”
“He wanted me to know that Nelson Stark is out of prison.” Her words came out in a rush, almost breathless.
With a hand braced on the tabletop on either side of her waist, Duncan bent low, getting in her face. “Who the fuck is Nelson Stark?”
Knowing her husbands well, Erin shook her head and bit back a groan as she rocked her hips. “Take me first. Then I’ll tell you.”
Duncan’s smile, filled with erotic intent, sent a warm rush of delight through her. “My pleasure.” He shoved his pants down and rolled on a condom with a speed that thrilled her before gripping her by the waist. Dropping into his chair, he gripped her waist and held her poised over his cock.
With a moan, she gripped his shoulders as he slowly lowered her, filling her inch by hot, thick inch. “Oh God.”
Reese chuckled. “I’ll go get her bath ready. Our wife has some explaining to do.”
Her toes curled when Duncan began to move, and throwing her head back, she let her eyes flutter closed. “In a minute.”
Duncan’s grip changed, and with a hard arm supporting her, he leaned her back and smiled as he pressed his palm against her thigh and used his thumb to stroke her clit. “Oh, I think I can do better than that.”
Dimly aware that both Jared and Reese had left the room, Erin reached for Duncan, pressing her other hand to her mouth to muffle her cries.
Grinning, Duncan lifted her to the table again. “You gonna try to stay quiet? You know damned well that I can’t refuse a challenge like that.”
The friction of his callused thumb against her clit threatened to send her over at any second. “The baby.”
He began to thrust harder and faster, his golden hazel eyes flaring with heat. “Jared’s dealing with the baby. You, my stubborn, sexy wife, are dealing with me.”
Moving his thumb faster, he continued to thrust into her, his mouth covering hers each time she cried out.
Her clit throbbed harder.
Burned.
The friction against her inner walls drove her wild, his thick cock filling her, hotter and harder with every stroke.
Wrapping her legs around him, she took him deeper, her hands fisted in his hair to keep him from lifting his head again.
Muffling her moans, he groaned against her mouth, the passion and possessiveness in his kiss feeding her own hunger.
Suddenly, his kiss changed in a way that never failed to excite her.
It became slower.
Teasing.
Provocative.
He kissed her with a control and possessiveness that rendered her helpless in a way that always disconcerted her.
Thrilled her.
He thrust into her with the same possessiveness and control, moving his thumb over her clit with the sureness of a man who knows his woman’s body well.
His decadent kiss made her dizzy—made her insides flutter with hunger and excitement.
Feeling delightfully feminine, she arched into him, craving more.
And Duncan gave it to her, kissing her deeply as he continued to thrust into her, a hand in her hair holding her to him while the other held her hip, his thumb still moving on her clit.
His deep grunts heightened her senses, his uninhibited lovemaking driving her to greater heights.
Lost in the feel of him, Erin came in a rush, her body stiffening against his as the pleasure consumed her.
With a groan, Duncan thrust again, and sliding his thumb from her clit, wrapped both arms around her. Breaking off his kiss, he buried his face against her neck. “Damn.”
Taking a deep breath, he lifted his head to smile down at her, his eyes twinkling with pure male satisfaction. “Now that we’ve got the issue of how much I want you out of the way, let’s deal with the other.”
“Good idea.” Reese moved to her side, his hazel-green eyes indulgent as he waited for his brother to straighten and withdraw before lifting Erin into his arms. “Her bath is ready, and Jared brought the baby to the bedroom. It’s time for you to tell us what the hell’s going on.”
Minutes later, Erin leaned back against her bath pillow, her hair clipped out of the way, and up to her neck in bubbles. “I didn’t mean to keep anything from you.”