Hot In Here (Ashton Heights Fire # 3) (6 page)

She climaxed with a violent
thrash, her exclamations smothered by Leo’s kiss. Blair held her as
still as he could, refusing to relinquish his connection with her
clit as the orgasm continued to rock her from that spot outwards.
Every nerve ending thrummed with electric delight, and soon the
tension that had kept her body rigid with need melted away. She
could no longer hold on to the slide.

When she lost her grip, Leo
was there to support her. He caught her up against his body, held
her and stroked her hair soothingly. Distantly, Ally heard the echo
of footsteps disappearing into the night at last and knew they’d
somehow gotten away with it.

She’s spent years fighting
against her father and brother’s protectiveness, working to
convince them she was responsible and could take care of herself.
Now she was behaving like an irresponsible lunatic, and apparently
she needed Leo to take care of her. In one fell swoop, she’d
countered all her own arguments. She ought to be appalled at
herself.

Instead, she started to laugh.

“
What’s so
funny?”

She heard the perplexed tone in Blair’s
voice. “This. Me. Us. You should ask what isn’t funny, really.”

“
Is she drunker than I
thought?” Blair asked Leo.

“
Nah. She’s
just…”

“
A little high,” Ally
answered for them, immediately modifying, “Not like that. On
adrenaline, I think. And orgasm. This has gotta be better than
drugs. All those years looking for adventure, for freedom. I had no
idea…” Ally collapsed against Leo in a fit of giggles. “I guess I
should have stayed here all along.”

“
I don’t know what I’m
supposed to do with her.”

The utter mystification in Blair’s voice
only made Ally laugh harder. Then Leo started chuckling too.
“That’s a first for you, Blue.”

“
Shut up.”

“
Come on, Blue,” Ally
mimicked the nickname. “You know exactly what to do with me. You
and Leo are going to take me home and introduce me to more things
I’ve never done. Right?”

When Blair didn’t answer, Leo agreed,
“Right. Let’s go. Can you walk?”

“
Oh, I can walk.” Ally
tugged her skirt down, making sure it covered her now bare ass.
“The question is can you keep up with me?”

She set off at a brisk pace that soon turned
into a run as Leo followed her. He caught up with her and tossed
her easily into a fireman’s carry. Figured. Ally laughed, amused at
the position. “You’re going to carry me the rest of the way?”

“
If I have to. I don’t want
to take the chance you’ll get away.”

Ally smiled, warmed by the statement. Then
she relaxed and started to enjoy the ride.

Nothing was going according
to plan, and Blair did not like it.

Well, that wasn’t entirely true. Certain
parts of his anatomy liked the way things were going very much. His
dick throbbed as he pushed open the door to the home he shared with
Leo and Rob McConnell. The place was dark, as he knew it would be.
Rob was spending the night at his girlfriend’s place, something
he’d been doing more nights than not lately.

Blair was glad they had the place to
themselves. He didn’t feel like being confined to a bedroom when it
came to Ally. He had a feeling he’d want to make thorough use of
every available surface in the house.

If he could ever pry her and Leo apart.

Blair scowled as the two of them tumbled
through the door after him, locked in an embrace that made them
clumsy. They bumped into the hat stand by the door, knocking off
several caps and a straw cowboy hat Leo used when mowing the lawn.
Trying to move them out of the way of the falling headwear, Leo
stumbled sideways into the hall table.

Blair caught the lamp before it fell to the
floor. He raised a brow at Ally’s near hysterical laughter. “You
two might want to sit down before you fall down.”

Ally broke out of her lip-lock with Leo to
look at Blair askance. “And where do you suggest I sit?”

“
On my lap would be
good.”

“
Oh, you are forward,
aren’t you?”

Blair thought he was being rather demure.
He’d been about to tell her to sit on his face.

“
Come
here,” Leo said to Ally, lifting her and carrying her to the living
room with her legs around his waist. He sank onto the couch with
Ally straddling him, which was exactly where Blair wanted to be.
Which was exactly where he usually
was
, taking the lead role while Leo
waited. And watched.

Now, Blair was the one
taking a back seat while Leo stripped off Ally’s top, revealing
that racy pink bra. Her skirt had ridden up so it was around her
hips, hips that rocked back and forth in a motion that, if the
woman’s moans of delight were any indication, brought her clit into
contact with Leo’s denim-clad erection. Blair saw the way her bare
ass gyrated on Leo’s thighs and wondered if Leo didn’t have the
right idea. Watching was seriously
hot.

But not enough.
Blair’s dick ached inside his jeans, begging for
some attention. He stepped forward, reaching for the button snap of
his fly. Before he could open it, Ally was there doing it for him
with quick and nimble hands. He’d thought she was too wrapped up in
Leo to notice him, but she’d been aware of his every move all
along.

The idea made something
inside Blair relax, and he only then realized he’d been jealous of
the attention Ally had been paying Leo. Him being jealous of anyone
was ridiculous. Only insecure people were jealous, and he had never
been—

His thoughts died a rapid death when Ally
put her mouth on him. Damn, she was an enthusiastic one. He never
even had to ask, let alone demand, and she was taking him between
her lips like she’d been waiting hours to do it.

Heaven. It was hot, wet
heaven to be inside her, to be lashed by the mischievous little
flicks of her tongue. “Oh, yeah. Yeah.”

It was about as verbal as
he could manage to be, and Blair was usually quite verbal during
sex. But Ally’s ardor made him speechless, and much less in control
than he usually liked. Right now, he couldn’t even think of a way
to wrest command of this situation back, not while Ally’s mouth was
working him, not while she was palming his balls and moaning like
she was the one getting head.

Blair dragged his attention away from where
Ally’s lips were wrapped around his cock to see that Leo had one
hand between her legs and the other on her breast, working her
nipple through her bra. Ally rode him eagerly, begging with her
body language for something bigger and harder than Leo’s fingers to
fill her.

Her lips grew taut on Blair’s staff and her
cheeks hollowed. Hell, he was going to come if she didn’t slow
down. “Ally. God. Stop.”

She merely took him deeper,
drawing him right to the back of a throat that vibrated with her
moans of ecstasy. It was like he was directly connected to her
pleasure, like her approaching orgasm was his. He was losing it.
All that teasing over pool, that hotter-than-hot scene in the park,
and now this…this wild woman giving and receiving pleasure at the
same time. It was mind-numbing. All Blair could do was experience
the sensations without exerting any of his usual command over his
responses.

Ally screamed in the back of her throat and
thrashed on Leo’s lap. Fire shot from Blair’s balls to his shaft,
liquid fire that burst from his body and poured into Ally’s. His
hips jerked as he came in pounding waves, filling Ally’s mouth with
an essence that she swallowed thirstily, like drinking from him was
part of her pleasure, part of her orgasm.

She gave him a long, slow
lick as their shared climax ebbed. In another first, Blair didn’t
want her to release him. Instead, he wanted her to keep pleasuring
him with her mouth until he got hard again. He never wanted the
sensations to stop.

Worst of all, he wasn’t
looking ahead to the time Ally would leave, wasn’t mentally making
plans for how to get her out of the house in the morning. He
couldn’t imagine wanting her to go.

What the hell was going on?

What the hell is going
on?
Leo wondered as he watched Ally slide
down from her orgasm. He’d taken over, and that wasn’t what he
usually did. He was an easygoing guy and Blair was kind of a
control freak, so over the past two years, Leo had tended to let
Blair do what he wanted with the girls they brought home. Things
were less combative that way.

But tonight, he wasn’t
happy to sit back and let things play out to Blair’s liking. With
Ally, he wanted to make an impression himself. He didn’t want her
to forget him after she left.

He didn’t want her to
leave, period, but that was a problem for tomorrow. Right now, he
was going to enjoy the hell out of her and test how far he could
take this switch in roles he’d somehow managed to
perform.

Pulling Ally to him, he took her mouth in a
thorough kiss, nipping and sucking at her lips until she let out a
helpless sigh of delight. He drew back until their breath mingled.
“That was spectacular.”

“
You were. God, you guys.”
Her glance included Blair. “I’ve never had two such amazing orgasms
without being…you know.”

“
Without being fucked?” Leo
asked

Ally nodded and showed him an impish grin.
“That’s usually my favorite part.”

Blair fell onto the couch beside them with a
groan. “Lord have mercy on my soul.”

Leo chuckled, the sound
taut with strain because his still-unsatisfied dick turned into a
hot shaft of needy pain at her words. “That’s great, because we’re
both going to fuck you good and proper.” The words practically
wheezed out of him. “But in my current state, I wouldn’t last five
seconds inside your pussy.”

Understanding his meaning, Ally reached
between their bodies to press her hand against the significant
bulge in his jeans. “You want me to take the edge off?”

Damn, she was an angel. An angel with the
skills of the devil. “I want to see your lips wrapped around my
cock. Suck me the way you sucked Blair.”

Her eyes gleamed with
enthusiasm, and as she shimmied off his lap, Leo saw the way her
perfect brown nipples pebbled against her bra. Once on her knees on
the floor, she undid Leo’s fly and removed his jeans with obvious
enthusiasm. Fucking might be her favorite part of sex, but it was
pretty clear Ally liked all the options.

“
You’re both so gorgeous.”
She dragged her hungry gaze away from Leo’s cock and pointed it at
Blair’s, which was already hardening once more. She smiled. “Very
evenly matched. Maybe Leo’s a little bit—”

“
Don’t even go there.”
Blair cut her off before she could say smaller or
bigger.

Ally giggled. “Just teasing.”

“
Stop it,” Leo said, his
voice strained. “No more teasing.”

She grabbed his swollen cock and gave it a
soothing stroke. “Poor baby.”

Then she took him in her
mouth, and Leo’s eyes rolled to the back of his head.

“
God damn. Yes.”

Leo’s sentiments exactly,
but it was Blair who’d spoken. Perhaps his friend was finally
finding something to recommend about watching the action instead of
directing it. The thought made Leo smile, but the smile soon
disappeared when Ally took him in deeper than he’d ever hoped, and
played with his balls at the same time.

“
Yeah, oh, yeah,” he
groaned, lifting his hips in a helpless motion. She was so
enthusiastic, as though giving head was akin to eating some
delicious desert. Who was this woman and how could they make her
stick around longer than a night?

“
Ally…” Ally No Last Name
was supposed to be another one-night stand. Half a blowjob down and
Leo was already thinking—

A shrill electronic beeping made Ally
freeze, her mouth still wrapped around the head of Leo’s dick.
“Christ, if you stop now…”

“
I’m sorry.” Ally gave him
an apologetic smile as she pulled away. “I have to get that. It
could be…hang on.”

She scrambled on her hands and knees to her
handbag, where she fished out her mobile phone and answered it. The
sight of her cute, panty-less ass thrusting in the air, barely
covered by the frayed denim of her skirt, did not help Leo’s
situation at all. He groaned and tugged his T-shirt down until it
covered his throbbing erection. Beside him, Blair chuckled.