Free Adams, Eve - Trio [Gideon's Ring 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Eve Adams Page B

heat from his breath hit her neck a split second before his lips, blazing shock waves ripped through her, hardening her already aching nipples and centering in on her pussy, setting her on fire.
    “Tell me, Sarah.” Barrett’s whisper, thick with want and so hot she broke out in a fine sweat, tunneled through her resolve and threatened to destroy her. He nipped at her sensitive skin and then ran his tongue along the bite to soothe it, and kept his lips against her neck as he spoke. “What would you like us to do with this carrot? Tickle your back? Your nipples? Would you spread those pretty thighs for us, let us tease your pussy, slicken your core, and get you nice and wet for our cocks?”
    She shuddered.
    Chris joined in on the naughty talk. “I want you to come on my tongue. I want to taste your syrup as you flood my mouth, drink up every last drop, and then do it all over again before I wedge myself between your legs and stretch your tight little pussy. Would you like that, Sarah?”
    Oh, dear God, would she ever.
    “Words, Sarah.” Barrett gripped her shoulders and squeezed. “ You know I demand words. Don’t make me punish you for disobeying me on our first night.” He nipped at her neck again, and she whimpered.
    But his words and what Chris did with the carrot, the way they both had everything dancing across her flesh like a warm breeze, wasn’t nearly as wicked as what Barrett had started to do with his hand. He slid his palm between her knees, pushing up, the warmth from his hand searing her skin as he moved closer to her pussy.
    “I can feel your heat,” he groaned and bit at her ear before running his tongue along the edge of her lobe. “You want me. I can smell it. Can you smell it, Chris? ”
    “ Dear Jesus. Sarah, sweet baby. You’re growing hot and wet as you listen to our words, desperate to give in to them. Aren’t you?”
    Chris reached up and removed her glasses. She blinked to do her best to focus without them, but she didn’t need her glasses to see the dark hunger in Chris ’s eyes. It glowed, heated the room, and charged the air with fervent energy. Before she knew it, he had her thick pullover and turtleneck off in one smooth motion, leaving her in her bra. She quivered from the burst of cool air that scraped across her skin as her nipples peaked.
    Barrett reached around and cupped her breasts, squeezing the nipples between his finger and thumb and drawing a quick hiss from her. She arched her back and leaned against him.
    Using the greens on the carrot, Chris tickled her tummy and tilted his head, studying the contact between the vegetable and her skin as he moved it up along her ribs. She jerked back with a giggle, and he curled his lips into a grin in return.
    “Ticklish?”
    She nodded.
    “Good to know,” Barrett growled and nipped at her neck.
    And then Chris decided to torture her. His gaze met hers as he scraped the greens across her nipples, causing her hard buds to push against the thin satin of her bra .
    “Look at me,” he whispered, his gaze still intently on her. Every cell in her body throbbed, and when Barrett brushed the pad of his thumb over the peak of her breast, she whimpered.
    Barrett ran his tongue along the ridge of her ear. “Your nipples are hard, Sarah, and you’re trembling. Are you nervous? Excited? Scared?”
    “I think it’s all of the above.” Her voice sounded so raspy, like she’d screamed for a week straight. Oh God, how she wanted to scream for them.
    Barrett unsnapped her bra. It slid from her shoulders and fell to the floor to join her other clothing. Chris then moved behind her, that damn carrot teasing and tickling her back and driving her wild.
    “What do you want, Sarah?” Chris ’s voice rumbled at her ear, his breath wet and hot as it caressed her skin. He pushed his hard chest up against her back, and she couldn’t stop herself from leaning into him. Reaching around, he set the carrot on the counter and cupped her breasts all