Their Virgin Hostage (Masters of Ménage #5)(64)

She held up a hand because she didn't want that to go any further. "Let's not talk about Greg now. I don't even want the thought of him to come between us."

This was their time to bond. Greg couldn't be allowed to ruin it.

"Then take off his rock," Dominic demanded with a firm jaw and uncompromising stare.

Rock? As Kinley brought her hand down, the light caught her engagement ring, the four-carat diamond glittering.

Kinley stared at it. How was she still wearing Greg's ring? For the last month, it had just become an extension of who she was: Greg's fiancée. Not anymore. The ring had to go. She didn't care that it was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. She just wanted it off her finger. Though she pulled and yanked, it wouldn't budge. She hadn't taken it off since the day he'd placed it on her finger. Now it was stuck.

"Come here." Dominic held a hand out.

She went to him, trembling and wondering if she was about to get another spanking.

Gently, Dominic took her hand, his fingers sliding over the ring. "You want to be rid of this?"

"More than anything."

Very slowly he brought her hand to his mouth. He kissed the tips of her fingers, the sensation soft against her flesh. He sucked her finger into his mouth. Heat sizzled through her, all the way between her legs, as his tongue played against her skin. He enveloped her whole finger in the heat of his mouth. His teeth skimmed her flesh, the little bite sending a jolt of need through her body before he anchored them around the band. Then very slowly, he dragged the ring up her finger, freeing her. 

He spit the bling from between his lips and placed it on the nightstand. "Better?"

Kinley nodded, eyes glued to him.

"Good. Now hand me your bra and panties. I want to see all of you."

Her body was starting to hum. Despite the fact they were standing apart, his gaze felt like an allover caress.

Swallowing down her nerves, she pushed the bra straps off her shoulders, then reached behind and unhooked the band. As soon as the garment slid free, Law's big hands cupped her. Kinley closed her eyes in pure pleasure.

He and Dominic had seen her naked breasts. And they weren't turning away.

"Now the underwear, Law," Dominic said, his voice low.

Law's palms skimmed her body and settled on her hips. Then he slid his fingers under the elastic of her panties and dragged them down her legs.

Dominic sat back in his seat again, his eyes darkening as his stare drank her in. "You're lovely, Kinley. You're womanly and beautiful. Being naked doesn't take away an ounce of your innocence."

She blushed, but it had been the perfect thing to say. "Thank you, Sir."

Dominic's satisfied smile made her heart do little flip-flops before he turned to his friend. "Law, how is that backside of hers you're so deeply interested in?"

Law groaned behind her. "So fucking perfect. Round and delicious."

"Show me."

Law turned her, and her heart softened as she looked up into his eyes. Dominic was dangerous and sexy, and Kinley was falling for him fast. But she'd already tumbled over with this man.

She rested her hands on Law's perfectly ripped chest and looked up at him, melting into him a bit.

"Now that is a luscious ass," Dominic said.

"And this is a sweet, smooth pussy." Law leaned out and stared down, grazing her nipples as he worked his way down her body. "Spread your legs. Don't hesitate. Just obey me."

Kinley moved her feet apart. Cold air brushed her sensitive folds, and she felt exposed with Law's eyes on her. But it wasn't an unwelcome feeling. In fact, she liked being on display and seeing the appreciation in his stare.

Suddenly, Law's hot fingers cupped her mound.

"That's right. This skin here is so fucking soft. And you're getting wet, baby."

She was. Kinley could feel how easily his fingers slid over her labia. It took everything she had to not moan and jump and plead for more.

"I want a taste. You've already had one." Suddenly, Dominic stood behind her. He turned her to face him, then his lips descended on hers.

She opened for him, giving him complete access to her mouth. As he groaned, his hand found her pussy, caressing her possessively. Law's ran over the curves of her ass. It was so decadent to be naked when they were still mostly dressed. The roughness of Law's denim gently chafed her skin, while the soft cotton of Dominic's shirt brushed her nipples almost like a feather. The distinct sensations made her tingle. She was so aware, so completely alive.

Dominic pulled back, his hand leaving her pussy and going straight to his lips. He sucked her cream off his flesh, his eyes closing in a pleasurable little smile. "She tastes so sweet."

"Yep," Law agreed, skimming his lips up her neck.