Seduction (Bayfront Billionaires)

Which only served to intensify her desire for them to the boiling point.

Though both gave her lingering glances and neither abstained from suggestive comments, even in front of each other, neither Lex nor Jax had made a physical move on her.

Until one afternoon, toward the end of her first month at the estate.

Lily was hanging Lex’s dry cleaning in his dressing room and returning his polished shoes to the shelves above one of the many racks. Or, at least, trying to. She really couldn’t reach that far even on tiptoe, but all the other spaces were spoken for.

“Here, let me,” he said from behind her, catching her by surprise. And making her pulse jump.

He took the shoes from her raised hand and set them where they belonged. In doing so, his body brushed hers, his chest pressing lightly to her back, his pelvis to her butt. Setting every nerve ending ablaze.

“Have Greta get you a stepladder,” Lex told her in his casual, sexy tone.

“Good idea.”

He lowered his arm, resting his hand at the dip of her waist. He leaned close and drew in a long breath. “You smell so damn good.”

Liquid fire rushed through her veins.

Lily turned to face him. “You’re finally touching me.”

“Yes.” His gorgeous blue eyes shimmered warmly. “And you don’t mind.” It wasn’t even a question.

“No.” Otherwise she would have conveniently sidestepped him. And being a gentleman, he would have let her.

Jax, however . . . She sensed that with his more aggressive nature, he’d cajole her into owning up to what she’d said to him on the terrace the night of the party—about her limited engagement at the mansion and the invitation that presented.

Lex was more of the coaxing kind. And she found that equally stimulating. So she gave him a soft smile.

His gaze dropped to her mouth. His expression morphed into a more contemplative one.

“You had valid points that night we discussed you being our muse and how we feel about you. Does it turn you on that we both want you, Lily?”

She swallowed hard. She’d practically been on pins and needles since she’d arrived at the estate. Following the evening when they’d expressed their interest in her . . . she’d all but waited with bated breath for one—or both—of them to corner her like this.

Yes, she’d needed to process. They’d obviously grasped that. But Christ. The fantasies had run rampant night after night. And being in a suite between Lex’s and Jax’s—though additional suites separated them on either side of hers—had her brimming with excitement. She was in such close proximity to them on a floor that offered immense privacy. It’d taken all the willpower she possessed not to leave her bed and climb into one of theirs.

But now here was Lex, pushing the envelope.

So Lily brazenly confessed, “It does turn me on. Even more than when I met you individually. Which is certainly saying something.”

“Good.” His lips whisked over hers in a feathery kiss that instantly tightened her nipples and ignited her insides. He murmured, “Because taking it slow with you has been much more difficult than we’d anticipated.”

“I don’t just jump into things,” she told him.

“We figured as much.”

Lily’s breathing was shallow, her heart racing.

Lex seemed to carefully catalog every reaction she had to him—every reaction he incited.

His grin was a bit cocky now that she was all but swooning under his electric gaze, feeling a little light-headed at the nearness of him. At his mouth, still so close to hers that all she had to do was lean in for another kiss and fall easily under his spell of seduction.

And he knew that was exactly what she was thinking.

He nipped playfully at the corner of her mouth, making her toes curl.

“You’re teasing me,” she whispered, her pussy throbbing at the way he toyed with her and the blatant need burning in his eyes. To claim her mouth? To claim her?