Hot In Here (Ashton Heights Fire # 3) (9 page)

It was the sexiest thing Ally had ever seen.
“Oh God, Leo…”

“
You’re so beautiful, baby.
I want to watch you getting fucked.”

Ally whimpered. The thought of Leo watching
while Blair took her from behind was so arousing she felt more
juice leak from her pussy. Perhaps seeing it, Blair moved his
finger from her clit to her opening and plunged it into her slick
channel. “Yes. Oh, yes.”

“
You are so deliciously
tight,” Blair said. “I have to put my cock in here. Beg me for it,
Ally. Give us all what we want.”

“
Beg for it, baby,” Leo
said too, his gaze tortured as it locked with hers, his hand moving
faster on his cock. “I wanna hear you say it.”

Ally might have been able to deny Blair,
just to see which one of them could hold out the longest. But she
couldn’t refuse Leo. “Please, Blair. Fuck me. Now. Fuck me with
your big cock. I need it.”

“
Yes,” Blair hissed. He
swiftly removed his fingers from her cunt and just as swiftly
replaced them with his dick.

He filled her with one brusque plunge,
shafting her all the way to her cervix and making Ally lose her
breath. He held still there, pressing deep and hard for a moment
before pulling back. The drag of his cock over her pussy walls
caused sparks of sensation. It felt so good that Ally cried out
when he drove back into her.

“
Yes,
Blair. Yes. Take me. Like that.
Yes.
”

“
Oh God.”

It was Leo who groaned the
words, and Ally stared at him, fascinated, as he jerked off to her
plaintive cries. His gaze ran over her, from her no-doubt-flushed
face, to her breasts, to the place where Blair was now fucking her
with ruthless strokes, pushing her body hard onto the table with
every thrust.

Ally considered offering to suck his dick.
The thought of doing that while Blair fucked her was wild. But she
didn’t, realizing Leo was a voyeur, just as Blair had indicated
back at the pub when he’d said his friend liked to watch. He wanted
to see everything that was happening to her, got as much out of
that as he might out of a blowjob.

And Blair got off on dominating his
partners, binding them, making them beg. She continued to do it,
because her own words turned her on as well as Blair. And because
Leo seemed to need them too.

“
That’s it. Oh, you’re
fucking me just right. I need it so bad. Harder, baby.
Harder.”

Blair swore and tunneled into her with rapid
strokes, pounding her with such force the table scraped over the
floor. Beside her, Leo’s hand worked faster and faster over his
cock. It was so erotic, so perfectly synchronized to bring them
each maximum pleasure, that Ally almost didn’t want it to end. Not
that she had a choice. Her orgasm was approaching with inexorable
force, and she knew it was going to be a doozy.

Blair pressed the thumb he’d never quite
taken out of her ass in a bit deeper, filling her back hole as he
continued to pummel her eager pussy. It was the last straw. The
climax washed over her, drowning her in sensation. “Oh God, yes!
I’m coming. I’m coming.”

“
Thank Christ,” Blair said
as he jerked inside her, spilling himself with a groan of relief as
though he’d been waiting for her cue before he let go. “Damn, Ally.
Fuck, that feels good.”

“
Shit. Baby.” Ally watched
Leo as he threw his head back with his own release. The pearly come
burst out of the head of his penis, landing on his tight abs and
chest. Her pussy fluttered as she continued to come and come, their
orgasms extending her own until every last spasm was milked from
her body.

Long seconds after she was spent, her body
began to shake. Blair pulled out of her, leaning over her until he
could see her face. The look of concern in his after he’d been so
cavalier with her objections during sex was a surprise. “Ally, are
you okay?”

“
C-cold.”
She shouldn’t be. It wasn’t a chilly night. It was
autumn in
Queensland,
which compared to
Canada
where she’d been last week, was practically
sweltering, temperature wise. But she couldn’t stop the shakes as
they racked her body.

“
I think she’s in shock,”
Blair told Leo, who immediately got up and came to her side as
well. Together, they lifted her off the table and peered into her
eyes, as though checking the dilation of her pupils.

Ally laughed at their twin
expressions of concern. “I’m not in s-shock. I’m just c-coming
down, I think. That was…amazing.”

“
You sure?” Leo asked. “You
didn’t mind that I…did what I did?”

“
Are you k-kidding? I’ve
never seen a guy jerk off before. That was so f-fucking
hot.”

His cheeks filled with color. God, he was
adorable. “If you say so.”

“
I do. And you,” Ally
turned her attention to Blair. “You’re a bossy bastard. Don’t think
you’ll get away with that every time.”

Blair smirked. “I can get away with all
sorts of things.”

Another shudder racked her
body, and they were both instantly there, sandwiching her between
them and warding off the strange chills with their warm flesh.
Blair rubbed his hand up and down her arm, looking worried once
more. “Warm shower, I think. What’d ya reckon, Chats?”

“
Can’t hurt. Let’s get her
in the bathroom.”

Ally could have protested
that she really
wasn’t
in shock—at least not the medically diagnosable kind—and that
she didn’t need to stand under hot running water. But then she
pictured standing under hot running water with Leo and Blair
soaping her up and thought perhaps Leo was right.

It couldn’t hurt.

Blair woke to soft sounds of movement in the
bedroom. He opened his eyes and saw Ally quietly dressing herself
in the gray dawn light. She might have been headed to the kitchen
and didn’t want to go there naked, but he knew that wasn’t the
case. She hadn’t been the least shy about her body last night, or
about stealing Leo’s shirt if the night chill forced her to cover
up.

She was skedaddling.

Something cold shifted
inside Blair’s chest that had nothing to with the low morning
temperature. He opened his mouth to say something—what, he didn’t
know—but closed it again before the mystery words could form.
Saying something might stop Ally from leaving, and having a girl
sneak out without saying goodbye was the ultimate relief. It saved
him from having an awkward morning-after conversation.

Almost every time it was he who had that
conversation, because Leo was too damn nice and tended to give
mixed messages. Blair had become adept at shuffling sex-addled
women out the door, but it was never something he enjoyed. The fact
that Ally was saving him from the chore this time around should
have been a welcome reprieve.

Instead, for some reason he
felt…disappointed.

He watched in silence, not moving a muscle,
as Ally got down on her hands and knees, clearly searching for
something. Beside him, Leo slept on, snoring softly. He was a heavy
sleeper, but he wouldn’t remain oblivious for long if Ally didn’t
stop swearing under her breath and crawling around the bed. From
the way Leo had been looking at Ally last night, Blair figured if
his friend woke he’d pressure her for her last name and/or another
night. That was the last thing Blair wanted.

Ignoring the vague sense of untruth inherent
in that last thought, Blair slipped from beneath the sheets and got
down on his own hands and knees, meeting Ally on all fours as she
rounded the end of the bed. She gave a little yelp as she almost
collided with him. They both glanced at Leo. The noise hadn’t woken
him.

Blair turned back to Ally and whispered.
“What are you looking for?”

“
The match for this,” she
whispered back, holding up one high-heeled wedge shoe.

Seeing the shoe made Blair
remember fucking Ally while she was wearing them last night. She’d
looked so damned sexy bent over the dining table, her ass in the
air and her pussy all pink and moist. She’d been so tight and hot
around him, a glorious, slick fist that had eked every last ounce
of pleasure from his cock.

Then later, they’d both
fucked her in the shower…and on the bed… Blair had been as
insatiable as Leo. Almost as if he didn’t want to let Ally go
either.

He shook the thought from his head. He
always let them go. Always.

He indicated he’d help her
find the shoe, and together they searched stealthily through the
most likely places. Blair tried to ignore the way watching Ally get
around on all fours hardened his cock.

Eventually, he found the
missing shoe stuck behind a football in the corner of the room. Leo
kept his room way too shabby for Blair’s liking. He handed the item
in question to Ally, who mouthed a grateful,
“Thank you.”
Blair found his jeans
while he was at it and dragged them on, indicating they should go
out into the hall.

Blair softly closed the bedroom door behind
him. Ally was already walking out the front door. Jeez, she really
was keen to bolt. “Was it something we said?” he murmured in a low
voice as he caught up with her.

Ally swung around, her shoes clutched to her
chest and her handbag draped over her shoulder. “Huh?”

Blair’s lips twitched at
the picture she made. She was a half-dressed mess and her dark
curly hair was sticking out in every direction. Somehow, she was
still breathtaking in the dawn light. “You seem in a hurry to
leave.”

“
Oh. Well, I called a cab.
It should be here any minute.”

She looked out at the
street as though she expected the taxi to round the corner right
away. Blair’s heart did a weird squeezing thing at the thought of
her leaving. They still didn’t know her last name. If she left, how
would they ever find her again?

You want her to leave, Blue. Remember?

“
I had a great time last
night.” His voice sounded raspy. He felt like a clod, clumsily
seeking reassurance from a girl he really liked. He hadn’t felt
like that since his early high school years, since before he grew
tall and filled out and the girls started coming to him.

Jesus what was
wrong
with
him?

Ally turned back to him and
gave a high-wattage grin that made the thing squeezing Blair’s
heart unravel. “Me too. It was
excellent.
”

Blair chuckled. “Excellent, huh?”

She lifted a brow. “You know it was.”

“
The way you screamed my
name did give me a clue,” Blair said, on surer footing now. “I
think Leo wants to keep you.”

Whoa. So much for surer footing.

Ally’s smile dimmed. “It’s best if I
go.”

“
Right.
Of course.” Blair was inordinately glad that he hadn’t said
I want to keep you too.

“
It’s not that I wouldn’t
like to stay longer,” Ally said. “But there are complications. I
just can’t.”

“
Complications like your
last name?”

She looked rueful. “Something like
that.”

They both turned at the sound of an engine.
A taxi was coming down the street, slowing down as it approached
the house. Blair’s heart did that weird squeezing thing again. She
was leaving.

Ally looked at him and they shared some kind
of mutual understanding. That was the only way Blair could describe
it. He stared into her eyes and sensed she’d come to the same
realization he had. That this—her leaving without any intention of
returning—was a missed opportunity. They were losing something they
didn’t know how to quantify yet.

Eventually, Ally seemed to snap out of it.
“Can you tell Leo…”

“
Goodbye? Sure. He’ll
probably shoot the messenger, but I’ll cope.”

An exasperated expression crossed her face.
“Don’t be like that. I thought we all understood this was
casual.”

He’d thought that too. Blair was about to
agree with her, say something flippant to underpin the point. Then
the taxi driver gave an impatient beep of his horn. It pissed Blair
off, adding to the inexplicable tetchiness that had already been
stirred by Ally’s trying to sneak out. He indicated to the driver
with a terse gesture that they would be a minute. Then he grasped
Ally’s upper arms and planted one on her.

His kiss lacked gentleness, which didn’t put
Ally off at all. Like she had so many times last night, she
responded to his dominant act with a little mewl of acceptance, her
lips becoming compliant as they melted under his. The shoe she’d
gone to so much trouble to find landed with a thud on the porch
when Blair grabbed her ass and hauled her into him. He sought entry
to her mouth and she opened for him, tangling her tongue with
his.

The taxi
driver—
bastard
—beeped again, making Blair draw back with a curse. Ally
froze, her panted breaths falling between them, her hands on his
chest. She must be able to feel the way his heart thudded beneath
her palm. Sure as shit, she had to feel the hard-on that was
pressing into her stomach. Blair wondered—or was it hoped?—if
either thing would change her mind about leaving.

He got his answer when Ally levered away
from him. Her voice was husky. “Goodbye, Blair.”

She trotted down the stairs before he could
come up with a single thing to say, disappearing into the taxi,
which took off as soon as she shut the door. Blair stood there and
watched her go, feeling the reality of her leaving hit him hard and
cold in the gut.