Free Summer Solstice by Eden Bradley Page A

over.” He gave her nipple a firm pinch before pulling his hand away.
    “You’re so cruel.”
    “Poor girl. You’re a tortured soul.”
    “I am,” she pouted.
    “Then we shall have to do something about that.”
    “I think you’re in trouble now,” Matteo said, his grin widening.
    Jared let her go long enough to reach into the leather backpack they’d brought along and pulled out a beach towel, which he draped over her lap.
    “Jared? What—”
    “Shh. Watch the sky. The show’s about to begin.”
    The air rumbled, and a fiery shower of color burst in the darkness over the ocean. The crowd applauded. Jared’s hand crept beneath the hem of Leigh’s short, cotton skirt, and was instantly joined by Matteo’s.
    Their fingers were cool against the hot skin of her thighs. They both moved higher, and Jared whispered, “Open for us, Leigh.”
    She parted her legs. And let out a gasp when Jared thrust his fingers into her waiting pussy.
    “Quiet, my girl. There are a thousand people here.”
    “Yes,” she breathed. That made it even better.
    She rocked her hips to take his fingers more fully inside her. Her pussy clenched when he began to slide them in and out. Matteo stroked her thigh, then moved to her sex, feathering over her already soaking cleft while Jared pressed deeper. She looked at Matteo, and he was watching her, his eyes gleaming in the dark, illuminated by the fireworks like a burning shower overhead. It was impossible to care that they were surrounded by people. That someone might see what was going on beneath the towel.
    “You feel so good, beautiful girl,” Matteo told her, his voice rough with desire. She knew if she touched him now he’d be hard as stone.
    He kept his gaze on hers, stroking, stroking, while Jared fucked her with his hand. When Matteo pressed on her clit, she had to suck in her breath to keep from crying out.
    The fireworks exploded above them, the force of the launchers shaking the ground. The crowd oohed and ahhed. And still Jared worked her with his fingers, Matteo’s thumb circling her throbbing clitoris. She moved against their hands, sensation overwhelming her.
    Jared whispered, “Come for me, girl. Come into our hands. Fuck our hands. Yes, that’s it.”
    When the finale rocketed into the sky in an electric burst of red, white and blue, Leigh’s orgasm rocked through her. Jared plunged his fingers deeper inside her, Matteo’s thumb pressing hard onto her clit, driving her on as she came. She squeezed her eyes shut, bit her lip to muffle her cries, and Jared held her close. She was trembling all over as Matteo pulled his hand away, took her hand and brushed a quick kiss across her knuckles, then let it go.
    “Jesus. You are wicked, you two,” she panted.
    “I pride myself on that,” Jared said. “I’ll have you converted yet, my girl.”
    Her heart turned over at those lovely, possessive words. No, it’s just sex. But it was getting harder and harder to convince herself of that.
    He pulled his fingers from her, then one by one, put them in his mouth and sucked them clean.
    “You taste so good. Like summer.”
    She was still shaking. “Can we go now?”
    “Yes!”

Chapter Five
    Jared had fucked her hard and long, as promised. Then he had fucked Matteo again while Leigh watched, lazy, sated, yet insatiable. Jared was amazing—the man had gone all night. Leigh’s thighs trembled and her sex ached.
    But more than that, her heart ached as she lay in his arms, Matteo’s head resting on her stomach, all of them laid out across the big bed as the sun rose outside the windows. They’d hardly slept. It didn’t seem to matter. She loved this simple, companionable comfort. Things were always easy between them. They laughed together, often talked late into the night after they were all worn out from sex.
    She knew this was a temporary arrangement, so there weren’t the usual questions hanging in the air between them. Where is this relationship going? How do you