“How many times are you planning to make me come?” she asked him.
Jax’s head lifted. He grinned devilishly. Arousing her further.
“As many times as you want.”
She gnawed her bottom lip a moment. Then asked, “With Lex’s help?”
Jax glanced over his shoulder. “You really should taste her.”
Good Lord.
Lily’s eyelids briefly drifted shut. This might be more decadence than one woman could take.
She was wearing Cartier. Sipping Cristal. Orgasming with one man’s head between her legs and the other observing . . . now about to participate?
Lex stood. Jax kissed her once more, then did the same. He reached for one of his violins—Lily had now discerned the difference in sound each one offered—and picked up where Lex had left off.
And vice versa.
Lex slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt, pulled the hem from his pants, and piled it on top of Jax’s discarded tank.
Lily’s pulse raced because he was as magnificent as Jax.
One seriously hot and hunky man was hard to come by. But two . . . ?
He settled on the long, plump cushion, his fingers gliding slowly up her bent leg, from ankle to calf. Then around to the backside of her knee.
Her breath caught. His touch didn’t tickle . . . it sizzled.
“I had no idea that was an erogenous zone for me,” she managed to say.
His eyes sparkled. “I’m happy to seek them all out.”
He kissed her. His sexy tongueless kisses. Playful and flirtatious, leaving her immediately craving more. So that when he pulled away slightly, she leaned forward. Chasing after him.
Lex grinned. His hand shifted from her leg to her face, his thumb stroking her jaw, his fingers warm on her cheek. Staring deep into her eyes, he said, “You have no idea how exciting it is to watch you come.” He kissed her again in his flirty way. Then murmured, “And damn it. I am so fucking hard for you, Lily. Always.”
Butterflies rioted in her stomach and in her heart. “I just want to crawl all over you. Both of you.”
“No arguments from us,” Lex said. He kissed her again. Gently bit her bottom lip.
He was as much of a tease as Jax. But the latter had fully delivered on his sexy promises. She didn’t doubt for a second Lex would, too.
Lily ran her hand over his flexed biceps and said, “Keep kissing me.”
“Oh, I intend to.” His brow wagged. Though he moved slightly so that he was on the floor before her. His head dipped and his tongue brushed her folds.
Lily sighed.
Oh, God, yes. This again.
She’d be blissed out in no time flat.
Lex’s technique was similar to his kisses. Not dark and commanding like Jax, but sweet and sensual. The contrast was highly stimulating. She imagined their lovemaking would be equally varied. And that thought turned her on even more.
The tip of Lex’s tongue circled her clit. Then flitted against it.
“Lex,” she whispered. Her teeth clamped down on her lower lip.