Free Triple Threat by Regina Kyle Page B

believe you,” she whimpered, arching into him. “You’re very convincing.”
    “I try.” He chuckled, pulling down one bra cup to expose her nipple. “Points for effort.” He shifted on the bed and bent to trace the curve of her breast with his tongue, making her swear it was lava, the way his touch burned her skin.
    The other side of her bra got the same treatment, allowing his mouth to roam from one breast to the other. He took his sweet time teasing her, kissing and licking in circles but ignoring her aching nipples. When he lifted his head and gave her a wicked grin, she knew his omission was not accident.
    “Please, Nick.”
    “Please what?” He nuzzled her chest, his tongue stealing out to lick the inside of each breast. “You can tell me. Don’t be afraid.”
    Strangely, she wasn’t. She trusted Nick to take care of her, felt safe with him even as he drove her wild with desire. She wanted to answer him, to let him know what she wanted. Besides, her stiff, swollen nipples couldn’t take much more delicious torment. “Touch me,” she begged. “Please.”
    “I am touching you.” He brushed his fingertips over her stomach and up her rib cage, stopping just under the swell of her breasts where her shirt and bra were gathered. The bastard.
    “Here,” she choked out, cupping one breast and pinching the hard tip between her thumb and forefinger. “I need you to touch me here.”
    “Mmm.” He placed a hand over hers and squeezed, bringing the throbbing peak near his mouth. His hot breath blew across it when he spoke. “So pretty. Plump and pink.”
    “Nick...”
    “And sensitive.” Another gust of warm air wafted across her nipple and she practically came right there.
    “I can’t take much more,” she cried out, biting her lip.
    “Would you like my hands on you?” With one finger he grazed the edge of her tightly puckered areola, then withdrew. “Teasing those perfect buds until you fall apart in my arms? Or maybe...”
    “Yes,” she gasped when— finally —he followed his breath with his mouth, closing his lips around the rigid tip and sucking greedily. His hand moved to her other breast, finding and flicking the rosy crest with his thumb.
    He lingered there, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy again and again before pulling back, denying her release. She moaned and clutched at his head, threading her fingers through his thick, dark hair in a desperate attempt to pump up the action. Her hips rocked against him as she tried to take herself over the edge he seemed so determined to keep out of reach.
    Just when she thought she was as frustrated as she could get, he abandoned her breasts, kissing and caressing his way down her body to the waistband of her jeans. With one hand, he deftly released the snap and lowered the zipper inch by inch, his fingers barely skimming the pale blue silk of panties that matched her bra. She closed her eyes as he slipped one finger under the elastic to find her warm, wet crease.
    “Holly.”
    His eyes were heavy-lidded and so dark they looked almost black.
    “I want you to watch me. And I want to see those pretty green eyes when you come for me for the first time.”
    The first time? She licked her lips, her lust-addled brain struggling to process the images his words had planted there. Nick making her come with his fingers. Then his tongue. Then...
    “Ah!” Holly inhaled sharply as he slid a finger inside her, stroking her deeply and making the fire that had been building in her belly rage out of control. Her sex pulsed against him and she arched up off the bed, needing to press even closer to the man who had pushed past her fears and awakened her slumbering sex drive.
    “So wet,” he murmured, adding a finger and thrusting deeper into her. “For me.”
    Too soon, he removed his fingers, but she forgave him when he replaced them with his mouth, blowing soft and warm on the silk of her panties. His hands went to her hips, lifting them up and slowly