Secret Weapon

Then she guided his hand to her inner thigh … and upward.

When he reached the top … Ah, damn, there were no panties. Just silky, moist folds of skin. His finger glided along the soft skin, and he found her slit. Soft. Wet. Hot.

She smiled at him. Damn, she wanted him to do this right here in the restaurant? At the feel of her aroused flesh, he c

ouldn’t resist. His finger glided inside her. She drew in a deep breath, then released it slowly. Sloan wanted to capture those full, soft lips of hers.

Janine’s hand found the growing bulge in Sloan’s pants and stroked. Beside her, Liam settled back and Sloan was pretty sure she was stroking his erection, too.

When he felt her tug on the tag of his zipper, he stilled her hand.

“Maybe we should skip lunch,” he murmured.

* * *

As soon as Sloan’s front door closed behind them, Janine turned to Liam and flung her arms around him. He captured her mouth in a passionate kiss. She drove her tongue between his lips and explored his hot mouth, aware of the warmth of Sloan’s body beside her as he watched. Liam’s tongue tangled with hers and they undulated together.

Her nipples ached as they jutted against his hard, muscular chest.

“You know, you don’t have any panties on,” Liam murmured hoarsely once he released her lips.

She tugged open several of his shirt buttons and dragged her fingers over his sculpted chest, then over his abs. God, he was ripped. All solid man.

She felt Sloan’s presence behind her, and his hand glided over her ass. As her hand slid lower on Liam, she found Sloan behind her with her other hand, and her fingers found the bulge in the front of Sloan’s pants and she stroked it. He drew her flared skirt upward, his hand gliding up her naked thigh, then he palmed her ass. As Sloan stroked around and around, Liam cupped her breast. His thumb stroked over her hard nipple and she sucked in a breath. Sloan’s fingers slid under her ass, then between her thighs, and stroked her wet slit.

She leaned forward into Liam’s hand, pushing her ass a little higher. Sloan cupped her mound, then nuzzled her neck and stroked between her legs.

“You two are making me so hot.” She nuzzled under Liam’s chin.

“God, woman, what do you think you’re doing to us?” Liam took her hand—which she just realized she’d let pause at his belt—and dragged it over the bulge in his pants.

He unzipped and she pushed her hand into his fly and past his cotton boxers, to wrap her fingers around his straining erection. Such soft skin, stretched taut over solid steel.

Sloan also unzipped and she found his huge member, too. A hard cock in each hand. She squeezed them in delight.

Both of the men dropped their pants to the floor. She turned between them and lowered herself to a crouch, then stared at the two big erections in front of her.

“They’re both so big!” She smiled as she stroked them both up and down. “Move closer together.”

They moved side to side. She leaned forward and licked Liam’s tip, then Sloan’s. She wrapped her lips around Sloan and took his cockhead into her mouth. He filled her so full. She squeezed and sucked a little, then released him and moved to Liam’s. She took him in her mouth, then slid down his shaft, taking him all the way in. Then she glided off.

“God, it’s cold without you, baby,” Liam said.

She lifted both cocks upward and licked Sloan from balls to tip, then Liam. Back and forth, like two big lollipop treats. She stroked Sloan’s balls while she grasped Liam’s cock and licked it all over, then took it in her mouth again and swallowed it whole. She moved up and down on him, squeezing him in her mouth until he moaned in delight. Then she glided away and stroked him with her hand as she grasped Sloan’s cock and swallowed his cockhead in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the tip, then took him deeper and squeezed his shaft inside her mouth.

Finally, she glided away and stroked him, too. Sloan drew her to her feet and captured her mouth, his tongue filling her, then driving in and out. Liam moved behind her and nuzzled the back of her neck. The erotic sensation set her hairs on end and tingles quivered through her. Liam’s hands glided around her waist and he drew her tight to his body, the length of his big cock pushing against her behind. Sloan stroked her breasts, leaned down and captured a nipple in his mouth, then sucked. She moaned at the intense sensations spiraling through her.

She grabbed Sloan’s huge cock and stroked as he licked and teased her sensitive nipples.

He buried his face between her breasts and moaned as she squeezed his cock.

“Oh, God, sweetheart, I want to be inside you,” Sloan said.

She took his hand and guided it downward until he stroked his fingers over her very wet slit.

“I feel the same way,” she murmured huskily.

“The ottoman.” Liam stepped back and took her hand, then led her into the living room.