Their Virgin Captive(29)

Dex took a long breath. “I don’t think you’re just some submissive to put in our bed. I admire the hell out you, Hannah. You’re feminine and giving and sweet, things I didn’t grow up knowing a whole lot about. I learn from you every day. In fact, I think that I became a better man the minute I laid eyes on you.”

Hannah gasped. That wasn’t desire on his face, in his voice, but true, genuine love. Tears welled up, then rolled in hot streaks down her face.

“You made me see a future,” Slade murmured, taking her hand in his. “I had everything money could buy, but I was a hollow bastard who only thought of the next conquest, whether business or pleasure. You taught me about making someone happy, not because I expected something in return, but just to see the smile on their face. That was all you, Hannah.” She sobbed, bit her lip, and looked at them with her heart in her eyes. Goodness, she’d misunderstood them completely. She’d let her insecurity get in her way. Did she really want to let her best chance at happiness walk through the door because she was afraid?

Dex turned to go. “But if we aren’t what you want, Hannah…we’ll protect you until this is settled, then we’ll leave you.”

He was heading for the door? Slade stood, watching, waiting and hopeful. Dex had obviously missed her signs. That’s okay. She would rather show him.

Hannah walked straight up to Dex and grabbed his elbow.

He turned, eyes wary. “Hannah?”

Dex spoke her name like a question, but Hannah only answered by standing on her tiptoes and staring straight into Dex Townsend’s gorgeous eyes. “You two spanked me, but neither of you bothered to kiss me. I’m waiting.”

He hesitated, frowned. Then her words hit him, and he wrapped his big hands around her face, his gaze delving into hers. The care he saw shining there made him wilt with relief. “That was a mistake on our part. We’ll fix it now.”

She felt Slade slide in behind her. His hands grazed her hips, and she felt the sweet stirrings of arousal.

“Tell me you’ve never been kissed, Hannah.” Slade’s breath was hot against her neck.

She was caught between two hard bodies, and she couldn’t stop quivering. “I’ve been kissed Slade. I’m a virgin, not a nun.”

“Who kissed you?” Dex asked, his mouth hovering over hers. He was right there. So close.

“Brandon Powers kissed me at the church social behind the elm trees. He used his tongue. I didn’t like it.” There had been a few other boys. She’d dated a little in high school and once in college, but it had been hard. Her family had demanded so much of her time. She’d been asked out a couple of times in the year since she’d moved to Dallas, but she’d always said no. She’d told herself it was because she was too busy, but she knew the truth. She’d been waiting for these men.

“Hmm, do you think we can change her mind about kissing, Slade?” Slade’s hands ran up her torso, dangerously close to her breasts. “Let’s try and see what happens.”



Dex’s lips touched hers, and she realized this wasn’t going to be some sloppy precursor to the main event. His mouth played with hers, skimming before pulling away. He nibbled at her lips, heating her up, making her want so much more. Over and over he pressed their mouths together, while Slade kissed her ear. Who could have guessed her ear was so alive with nerves?

Slade was making every one of them light up.

Hannah opened her mouth. She wanted Dex deeper.

“What do you want, darlin’?” The deep chuckle that rumbled from Dex’s chest told Hannah that he already knew.

“Kiss me.”

“I am.” He began that maddening play at her mouth again. Tantalizing, but never fulfilling.

“You still don’t like kissing?”

“Her nipples like it.” Slade skimmed her breasts, his fingertips dusting over their hard tips.

Hannah gasped and tried to catch a breath, but sensations rushed through her, wild and electric. She’d never known anything like it. Lord, she ached for more.

“I’m not kissing her nipples. At least not yet,” Dex pointed out. “I’m kissing her pretty mouth.”

“But not with your tongue. I want your tongue.” Her cheeks heated at the words, but darn him, she was done waiting.

“Well, if that’s what you want.” Dex tightened his grip on her and took control of the kiss.

He parted her lips with his own and his tongue slid in, dancing against hers. Her knees went out from under her as her entire body melted. Yep. She liked kissing. A lot.

Dex teased her while Slade let his hands wander everywhere. He pushed back her borrowed robe. Cool air floated over her skin, which was quickly replaced by a breath-stealing burn when Slade pinched her nipples.