Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 138775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 694(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 463(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 694(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 463(@300wpm)
Breathing deeply and slowly, I tried to get my heart rate to slow. I deliberately relaxed the muscles that had tensed—including the ones in my thigh. And that’s when Kyle's fingers moved again, but not higher on my leg. This time, his long fingers curled around my thigh, sliding a little way in between them.
I gasped softly, and immediately clamped my mouth shut. Had they heard me? Hopefully the noise from the movie—where I hadn’t the slightest clue what was happening—had muffled it.
Kyle was still staring straight ahead, as if he didn’t have his hand high on my thigh, and for some reason, that made it more exciting. Blood pooled in my core, and I had to resist the urge to roll my hips forward.
I took a quick peek to my other side, and my breath caught in my throat. Jayden was staring at me. Or, more specifically, where Kyle was touching me.
Oh, shit. Embarrassment washed through me at having been caught. I expected Jayden to say something about it or give me a confused look, but he didn’t. He just kept staring at my lap. I wished I were able to see the expression on his face.
And then my wish came true. The scene on the TV changed to a white, sterile room. The sudden light from the screen lit up Jayden’s face as he stared at my thigh. And the look wasn’t disapproval or disgust—far from it. He looked kind of… into it. His gaze flicked up to my face and I almost squealed in surprise. The look he gave me was knowing, and almost… lustful, and my arousal level went through the roof.
Embarrassment washed through me, but excitement was winning out. Especially when Kyle slid his fingers farther between my legs. He had a firm grasp on my inner thigh, and his long fingers were quite near my panties. The skirt of my dress hid part of his hand, but I could feel every single inch of where he was touching me.
God, his hand was hot… like his touch was searing my skin. My breathing grew shallow, and I was conscious of the way my chest was rapidly rising and falling. I wondered if Kyle and Jayden had noticed that, too.
Slowly, Kyle’s hand slid higher, and I held my breath, not sure how far he’d go. And not sure how far I wanted him to go. This was new territory for me, to be this turned on in a room surrounded by men… but I didn’t want it to stop.
Kyle’s little finger rubbed against the skin at the very top of my thigh, and then I froze. On my other side, Jayden had his eyes trained on the screen—where the hell had that green alien come from?—but his hand fell between us, the back of his knuckles casually grazing the bare skin of my other thigh.
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit… how far were they going to take this? And why the hell wasn’t I telling them to stop? Kyle would respond to my safeword, and Jayden would get the message, especially if I clamped my legs together and pushed down my dress.
But I didn’t.
My breathing was so labored that it practically drowned out the noise from the screen, where there were now a whole family of green aliens.
Kyle’s grip tightened on my thigh, and I sensed he was going to move his hand upwards again. I think he was waiting to see if I was going to stop him.
I didn’t.
I should have, but god, it felt so good. And now Jayden was lightly stroking the outside of my thigh with one long finger. I wondered if Kyle could see that? Jayden’s hand was kind of hidden between our bodies.
Then a dark shape crossed in front of the screen and the coffee table jerked violently to the side with a loud thud.
“Knock it off,” a voice growled.
Lucas loomed over Kyle, who pulled his hand back. I jumped, clamping my knees together.
“Get the fuck away from her,” Lucas thundered. The coffee table moved again, and I realized he’d kicked it. Kyle’s feet thudded to the floor.
Mortification washed over me. Cringing, I squeezed my eyes shut for a long moment, leaning so far away from Lucas’ disapproval that I was practically in Jayden’s lap.
Why had I done that? Why had I let Kyle touch me in front of them? I’d gone out on a date with Lucas just two nights ago, and now he was furious. At Kyle, at me… he definitely had reason for both. Hopefully he hadn’t been able to see Jayden stroking my leg, too.
Kyle’s voice was mild when he looked up at his stepbrother. “Spoilsport.”
“She’s not a sport,” Lucas snapped. ”Go play with your bat and balls and leave her the fuck alone.”
Kyle chuckled, probably because he knew it would make Lucas even angrier. “My bat and balls—good one, bro.”