Free Rock You Like a Hurricane: Stormy Weather, Book 1 by Lena Matthews and Liz Andrews Page A

that.”
    “Oh thank God. I thought those pants were going to eat me alive.”
    “If anyone is going to eat you around here, it’s going to be me,” he said with a grin as he pulled them off.
    From behind him he heard Greg clear his throat. Loudly. “Oh. Or him too.”
    “Thanks for keeping me in mind,” Greg said dryly.
    “Any time, buddy.” Grinning, Jack tugged the denim material with all his might, pulling it off with one good jerk. She laughed as he tossed it over near his own. He reached for her panties, which were caught up around her knees, and pulled them off, until she was finally as he preferred her to be. Naked.
    “Hmm.” Jack climbed up on the bed. He placed his hands on her knees, pushed her thighs apart, and knelt between her now open legs. The sweet heady scent of her arousal hit him the second he got within kissing distance of her pretty pussy. And pretty it was. Jack had never been one to prefer women who went all bare. There was nothing sexier to him than a little bit of hair on a woman’s sex. He especially loved Liv’s. The sides were smooth and bare, a nice contrast to the red stripe of hair down the middle. His Liv was a true redhead, and the proof was as sexy as the woman herself. “I could stare at your pussy all day.”
    The bed dipped while he was busy admiring the view. Looking up, Jack spotted Greg, once again on the bed with them. Greg had positioned himself much as he had the last time, behind Liv, legs spread on either side of her, his back pressed against the headboard. She was sitting up as opposed to lying down, but it was still a position Jack could work with. “If all you’re going to do is stare, can we trade places?” Greg suggested wryly.
    Jack laughed at the absurd offer. “I like being right where I am, and she likes me being here.”
    “Oh, that’s right. This is your specialty.”
    “Yes, it is.”
    “Then prove it.”
    Greg’s domineering tone took Jack aback a bit, but he could not resist the challenge of the other man’s words. Jack rubbed his fingers along the moist seam of her pussy, causing Liv to moan and lean back against Greg’s shoulder for support. “You mean like that.”
    “Exactly like that,” Greg replied.
    Liv tilted her head and looked up at Greg. “And…and what do you plan to do while he’s busy down there?”
    “Anything I fucking want.” Before she could reply, Greg covered her mouth with his.
    For a second Jack watched the two embrace. He waited for the anger to come, waited for the disgust, but neither did. Even after he and Greg had talked, he still expected to feel some sense of outrage at seeing the two of them together, but now the moment was here, all he could think of was hurrying up to join them.
    Reluctantly he turned from the erotic sight before him, to the one inches from him. Her nether lips glistened with her dew. It was a sight he could not resist. Inhaling deeply, he let the scent of her excitement remind him why he was in the position he was. He loved Liv’s pussy.
    “You smell good.” Parting her seam, he bared her erect clit to his hungry gaze. Just looking at her moist pink flesh had his cock aching to be inside her. But first he had to taste her. Moving forward, he gave her sex a long lick before pulling back to savor the essence. “And you taste even better.”
    “She does, doesn’t she?”
    Jack looked up to see Greg teasing her nipples and nibbling at her neck, but his gaze was directed solely on Jack. For some reason it made the moment even more intimate. Not only were they sharing the same woman—they were sharing the same experience with their woman. “Sweeter than wine.”
    “And twice as addictive.”
    Jack couldn’t have agreed more. So he did the next best thing, he went back for another taste. Using his other hand, Jack slid two of his fingers into her then took her clit in his mouth and lapped at her swollen bud. Liv arched into his touch, moaning as he began to thrust his fingers back