Free Craig, Dede - Three Kisses of Lust (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Dede Craig

good way?” He smirked.
    She frowned. “Does it matter?”
    He shook his head and smiled. “Not really. Would you like a drink?” He arched his head toward the decanter on the table.
    She nodded slowly. She sure needed it. If anything, to quell the mixed emotions of humiliation, shock, and intense wanting that were suddenly whipping at her insides. How could her body betray her so easily? This was Liam’s brother, his twin on top of it. It was Liam she was attracted to, that she had made love to, that she wanted, not Aidan. The self-reminders flitted into empty space in her hazy mind then quickly disappeared.
    Watching him as he walked, her eyes raked lazily across the tight muscles on his back and his arms. As he poured the clear drink into two empty glasses, his forearms rippled, and she rolled her lips. Shit, why did he have to be so hot?
    He turned and cocked his head with one corner of his lip curled, holding the glasses in his hands before offering her one.
    Gia grabbed the glass and gulped the single shot. She winced as the bitter spirit slammed against her throat, and she half gagged.
    “Perhaps I should have watered it down for you.” He smiled. “Are you okay?”
    “Yeah,” she said as she raised her finger and moved it along the rim of the now-empty glass, watching the motion. She was inexplicably aware of her hands and unsure what else to do with them. And just as aware of his gaze which was burning into her, beckoning for her to look up. Even though she knew that looking at him might just be her undoing, she did it anyway and immediately lost her breath.
    He was standing in front of her, one hand on his glass and the other hanging at his side. His head was hunched down as he looked at her, his moist lips parted.
    “So you’ve met Liam. How did it go?” he said, his voice so soft that she strained to hear it.
    Gia blanched. How did it go? Fucking amazing, she thought. “Okay,” she said.
    God, what was wrong with her? One look at Liam’s GQ -model brother and she was suddenly monosyllabic?
    An unexpected, stormy shadow crossed Aidan’s face before he spoke. “Did you fuck him?”
    With her jaw dropped, Gia glared at him. Seriously, she thought. “That is none of your business,” she stammered, sounding more breathless than annoyed. Why would he ask her that? And why was he looking at her as if she had somehow betrayed him?
    He tilted his dark head back and the light from one of the lamps illuminated the tensed line of his jaw. “I can sense him on you, smell him on you. You did, didn’t you?” he whispered and licked his lips.
    She frowned and looked down, unable to answer him and unable to repress the sudden rush of blood to her pussy, throbbing it back to life. And why did Aidan care? Of course she fucked his brother, and just the memory of it made her wet for more. She took a deep breath, willing her body to control itself. This was insane, certifiable.
    She stood up to walk toward the table, and her arm brushed against Aidan’s.
    As it did, a lightning jolt from his warm skin bolted through her, and she gasped from the shock.
    Reaching the table, she placed her glass down before putting her hands on the edge of it, her back to Aidan. Just breathe, Gia . She tried to focus. The air was sticky with heat, yet she couldn’t help feeling a chill stretch across her spine, and small bumps raised across her skin. Slow footsteps made their way toward her.
    From the heat at her back, she knew that Aidan was behind her. She turned around slowly, and there he was, his body mere inches away from hers, and she gulped. She stood frozen for what he was going to do. He was so close.
    She watched the heavy muscles in his chest tense as he leaned over her and placed his glass on the table behind her.
    His body was so close, but not close enough. Her breathing stopped, and she braced herself, unable to focus on anything but him. He smelled shower fresh with a tinge of vodka and mint.
    Her lids drooped as