His other hand slides down out of my hair, also moving boldly to cup one of my breasts. He slips his fingers under the black material, and when they tease over one aching hard nipple, I cry out into his mouth.
Oh fuck.
He growls into my mouth as his hand slides further into the back of my bikini bottoms. He pushes it lower, and I moan wildly as I feel one thick finger push deep between my legs, brushing against my pussy from behind. I suck at his tongue, moaning into him and feeling his groans vibrate through me. His cock pulses, his fingers roll over my nipple, and his other hand—
“I see you two have met.”
I almost jump out of my fucking skin. I shriek, and my face falls as I realize who’s standing on the deck behind me.
Reece.
Chapter 4
Samantha
My cheeks burn bright red, and there’s this horrible sensation of guilt and wrongness that just explodes through me. I’m not a little girl, and I don’t think that making out with Reece earlier means we’re getting married or anything, but still. This is his…what, his coworker? Friend? And what the hell does this make me look like?
“Oh God,” I choke out. “Reece, I—this isn’t what—”
I squirm to move away, but Gavin’s hands hold me firm again. But this time, I do fight it.
“No,” I whisper hoarsely, pushing at his hands as I move to stand. “Wait, I—”
“Stay right there.”
Reece’s voice growls across the chilly night air, freezing me. I swallow thickly, shivering, turning to see his eyes burning right into mine.
“Reece—”
“Stay right there,” he groans, his eyes blazing with blue fire. I suddenly realize he’s just in a pair of black boxers, his grooved, gorgeous muscles rippling in the cold air and the moonlight. His eyes are still locked on me as he steps into the water.
“Kiss him again.”
There’s a thickness to his voice, something dark and commanding in his tone.
I swallow, biting at my lip.
“Reece—”
Gavin growls, and it feels like he’s about to say something, but then I see him look past me and lock eyes with Reece. And then, without words, both men nod slowly.
And slowly, Gavin’s hands tighten on my hips again. Slowly, I feel him groan, his muscles tensing as he pulls me into him.
“Wait—”
“Kiss him, princess,” Reece purrs, the water rippling as he moves towards me across the tub. One of Gavin’s hands comes up to gently cup my jaw, turning my head towards him. And suddenly, I’m doing just that.
I’m kissing him again, and it’s like starting a fire with gasoline.
I moan wildly into him, kissing fiercely. And when he does the same right back, his hands tight on my body and his tongue swirling with mine, I feel the fire explode through me. He grinds into me, his thick cock throbbing between my legs and his muscles rippling against my skin. And somehow, that Reece is right there behind me doesn’t make it weird, or wrong.
It makes it hotter. It’s that slutty feeling again, but again, in that powerful way that makes me feel alive and free. I kiss Gavin with everything I have, rolling my hips and moaning as I grind my pussy against his bulge. And when I feel Reece move against me from behind, my whole world catches fire.
Oh fuck.
His lips brush my neck, pushing my hair away as he sucks and kisses his way down my skin to my shoulder. Hands turn me, pulling me away from Gavin, who sucks at my lip before letting me free. I turn, and when Reece crushes his lips to mine and growls into my mouth, I shudder in forbidden ecstasy.
I can feel Gavin’s hands sliding to my breasts, peeling back the black material of my bikini and baring my soft pink nipples to his gaze. I can feel them puckering in the cold night air, but when that coldness is replaced by the wet heat of his mouth sucking one between his lips, I cry out into Reece’s lips.
I don’t know what’s happening, or who the hell I’ve turned into to be this wild and bold. But I don’t care either. Because I like this new me.
“What—” I gasp as Reece sucks my lips, kissing his way to my neck as Gavin teases his mouth over to my other nipple.
“What are we doing?” I breathe, panting as I feel both of their rock hard bodies move and clench against me.
“Whatever you want to beautiful,” Reece purrs. “And nothing you don’t.”
“This…this is wrong, isn’t it?”
Gavin pulls me back around, his lips brushing mine as his fingers roll my nipples.
“Then we should stop, shouldn’t we?” he teases, tugging at my nipples enough to make me gasp in pleasure, and grinding his thick bulge into me as I moan quietly.
“We could keep going,” I whimper.
“Good girl.”