"Would
you think badly of me if I suggested we go somewhere more private for that
drink?" she asked, pouting her lips playfully and glancing back at Boone.
"I'm
game if you are," Boone said. He glanced past her to his friend. "Cort?"
Without a word, Cort stepped forward. His hands slipped up her arms, bringing
her closer to his hard body. In one forward motion, Nix was in his arms. She
felt drugged by his clean manly scent.
The
next thing Nix knew she was being whisked through the bar and out the front
door. Before she had time to catch her breath Boone lifted her into a truck
and climbed in beside her. A moment later, the driver door opened and Cort
climbed in.
Nix
didn't even wait until Cort had the truck started before she leaned across the
seat and pushed herself against Boone's much larger body. Gathering her in his
arms, Boone held her snugly. Nix felt his lips move across her cheek eagerly
seeking her lips.
A long
moan of satisfaction fell from her lips when she finally felt Boone's mouth
settle over hers. His closeness was so male, so bracing, Nix felt her skin
prickle at his touch. This was what she had been looking for.
Nix
gave herself up to Boone's kiss, savoring the raw masculine taste of his lips.
She had no doubt, just from this one simple kiss, that Boone was going to be
able satisfy the ache coursing through her body.
He
just better do it soon. Nix felt like her body was about to go up in flames.
She scooted up in his arms, straddling his lap. Boone's hands instantly
settled on her hips as he tried to pull her back into the kiss. But Nix wasn't
having it. She had other places that needed to feel his lips.
Nix
grinned then grabbed the bottom edge of her tank top and whipped it over her
head. She would be forever grateful that she had gone without a bra when
Boone's eyes nearly bugged out of his head and a wicked grin crossed his lips.
He
reached out and fondled one large globe, its pink nipple marble hard. Nix
groaned at the burning touch. She grabbed his other hand and placed it against
her other breast. She needed more, oh, so much more.
Her
senses reeled if short circuited when Boone leaned forward and took her nipple
into his mouth. His tongue running over the hard little nub made her quiver.
Nix's head fell back on her shoulders as Boone switched nipples. Her heartbeat
throbbed in her chest.
"Fuck!"
Nix
turned to see Cort watching the show from the driver's seat. The heat in his
eyes as he gazed at her nearly naked body almost scorched her skin. She
smirked, absently noting his tight grip on the steering wheel then reached for
the buttons on her jean shorts.
She
knew she couldn't fuck both men in a truck. Someone had to drive. But she
could certainly tease them enough to insure she got royally fucked by both men
once they got wherever they were going.
Nix
glanced up at the ceiling. Judging it to be tall enough, she scooted off of
Boone's lap and stood up, bending over at the waist until her face was nearly
in Boone's lap. She laughed at Boone's less than quiet protest when he reached
for her and she evaded his grasp.
Sticking her ass out, Nix grabbed the edges of her shorts she slowly pushed
them down her legs until they landed on the floor. She thought Boone's heart
was going to beat right out of his chest when she straddled his lap again and
his hands landed on her bare ass.
Nix
lowered her voice, being purposely seductive. "Now, show me how you
play."
She
felt Boone's hands tremble against her naked skin as he began to slowly caress
her. His hands moved over the curve of her ass and up past the hollow of her
back to her shoulders, then back down again.
Nix
delighted in the feel of his callused hands on her body. Boone seemed to know
just where to touch her to get her temperature rising to a fever point. Nix
began to wonder if she was going to make it to their destination. She couldn't
remember ever being this aroused this fast.
"Touch
me," Nix ordered, refusing to beg.
Boone
responded by arching his eyebrow at her demanding words. Suddenly, she was
lifted and swung around, her back coming to rest against Boone's muscular
chest. Hands grabbed her legs and pulled them apart to rest on the outside of
Boone's.
Nix
knew that the situation had moved out of her control and into Boone's when he
moved his legs, spreading hers wide and opening her up to his questing
fingers. Her body jerked with exquisite delight when Boone's fingers reached
down to her hot center, gently moving against her clit.
She
reached her hands up to clench in his hair, holding on as Boone tortured her.
Nix let loose with a low cry when Boone's fingers sank into her. She couldn't
keep herself from pressing down on them, wanting more.
"Damn,
she's a hot little thing," Cort growled from the driver's seat. "How does she
feel, Boone?"
"Fuck,
she's so wet, Cort," Boone said. "I think my fingers are going to burn off."
"Gimme
some."
Nix
cried out in protest when Boone pulled his fingers from her body but the look
in Cort's eyes when he licked the wetness off of Boone's fingers nearly had
her coming right there and then. She knew it didn't matter if they hadn't
reached their destination. She was about to get fucked.
Cort
growled low in his throat. Nix felt it echo throughout her body, hitting every
nerve ending. Her hands clenched in Boone's hair. If she didn't get some
release soon she just might die from need. At this point, she wasn't above
begging, and they hadn't even gotten to the good stuff yet.
"Please," Nix begged, yanking on Boone's hair.
"I
think our girl's feeling needy, Cort." Boone chuckled.
Nix
liked being called their girl. It spoke to something deep inside of her,
something she wasn't quite ready to address. But the words alone were enough
to drive her arousal up another notch.
Nix
started moving her body against Boone's hoping to entice him to touch her
again. She needed his touch as much as she needed her next breath. And she
hadn't even addressed her need for Cort's hands on her body.
When
Boone's fingers sank back into her, Nix couldn't stop her long wail of delight
or her body from arching into his touch. Boone's fingers began a rapid
thrusting into Nix until she was nearly mindless with pleasure. They could
have thrown her over the hood of their truck and fucked her on Main Street and
she would have begged for more.
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