Lead and Follow (31 page)
Luke moved closer, his hand smoothing across her back, scraping over her bra. “Just so you know, ever since we made this arrangement, I for one, haven’t been able to stop thinking about you and what you might look like beneath the biker-chick outfit in broad daylight.”
Libby’s breath caught and her struggle to grab her shirt ceased. “And?”
“And I like the leather and attitude, and I like making love in the starlight, but I like this better.” Luke’s fingers spread wide across her lower back, smoothing over her black jeans and pulling at the straps to loosen her black leather chaps. “You are beautiful.”
“Now I can see the sunlight on your hair and the deep green of your eyes.” Mark dug his hands into her hair, pulling her closer to press his lips to hers.
While Luke slipped her chaps out from between her and Mark, Mark plunged his tongue between Libby’s teeth, stroking the length of hers in long, lazy thrusts.
Libby’s fingers dug into Mark’s chest, her legs parting over his hips.
The handsome Kiowa pressed the swell of his cock against her pussy through his jeans, inspiring all kinds of crazy, kinky thoughts to go flitting through her head.
Lying in the open air, with nothing nearby but sky and miles of open country, far away from prying eyes, her breathing grew ragged.
Luke slid his fingers along her spine, up to where her bra pressed against her ribs. “I’d personally like to see a little more.”
Breaking free of Mark’s soul-stealing kiss, Libby sat up, grinding her cunt against the ridge of his fly. “Look, guys. I’m here for the sex. Nothing else. No tomorrows, no commitment. Got that?”
Mark held his hands up in surrender, his face strained, his cock swelling beneath her. “Got it. For now. Could you shift just a little to the left?”
Luke frowned. “What if we want to see you tomorrow?”
Her belly clenched. She didn’t have tomorrows she could give to anyone. Knowing she’d stayed too long already made her more determined to grab a little joy out of the moment. With a sigh, she answered, “No guarantees. I may not be around. This offer is only good for today. And it expires in one minute. The time it’ll take me to change my mind.”
Mark moaned. “I’m in.”
“I’m not so sure I am.” Luke bent and pressed a kiss to the tip of one breast. “I can’t imagine this being the last time with you.”
“It might be all I have to give,” she said.
“Then let’s make it good, so she’ll
want
to come back.” Mark’s face had reddened and his hands clamped on Libby’s hips, rubbing her against him. “For crissakes, Luke, don’t analyze everything to death. She wants uncommitted sex. Let’s give the lady what she wants.”
Libby’s shoulders pushed back, her breasts bobbing free. The expression on Luke’s face, those intense brown eyes, nearly had her begging.
Finally, he nodded. “Okay. No strings. No tomorrows. But I plan on making today last as long as possible.”
She held out her hand and shook his. Where he gripped her fingers, they tingled, sending little electric shocks straight south to that wet, pulsing place that needed them now. “Deal.”
Mark pushed her to a standing position and leaped out from under her, popping the top button on his jeans.
Luke frowned. “Geez, Mark, have a little couth.”
His brother groaned and jerked the other three buttons of his jeans loose in one movement. His cock sprang free, hard and straight, fully engorged. Mark sagged in relief. “Next time you decide to have a conversation with her, do it when her pussy isn’t rubbing my dick.”
Libby glanced at Mark’s cock, her tongue sweeping across suddenly dry lips. “Oh my, in the light of day, I see what Audrey was talking about.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” Luke promised.
Mark laughed. “Quit braggin’ and show her whatcha got, bro.”
“First things first.” On his knees on the blanket, Luke reached for the button on Libby’s jeans, flicking the rivet through the hole. As he slid the zipper down, his fingers followed, sliding beneath her black, lace panties.
Mark kicked off his boots and shucked his jeans, flinging them off the deck entirely, standing naked and magnificent in all his Native American glory. Naturally tanned skin stretched taut over his entire body. His smooth, hairless, muscular chest rippled with every movement.
Libby couldn’t drag her gaze away from where his waist narrowed to tight hips and that enormous cock jutted fiercely in front of him.
Oh, my.
Then Luke’s hands pushed her jeans down over her thighs, his fingers blazing a trail across her skin. He lifted one of her feet, untied the black biker boot and pulled it free, taking the jean leg with it.
Mark stepped up in front of Libby to steady her as Luke stripped her body of every stitch, leaving the black lace panties for last.
Standing in the warm sun, her fair skin tingling, Libby reached for the elastic waistband of her panties, anxious now to be completely free of all constrictions.
Luke’s hand covered hers, stopping her from removing the last barrier. “Wait. I want to be as naked as you two before we move on.”
Libby turned to face Luke.
He stood, reaching for his waistband.
She pushed his hands to the side and slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of his jeans, fingering the top button. “You take entirely too long. Let me.”
Mark groaned behind her, pressing his cock against her bottom. “I tried to tell him that, but he insists on taking it slowly with you.”
“Do you take it slowly with your other women?” she asked.
“As far as I’m concerned, there are no other women.” Luke’s hands dropped to his sides, allowing her to take charge.
Libby snorted. “Right.” She glanced over her shoulder. “Mark?”
“No. We get right down to business.”
Luke glared at his brother. “I told you…Libby is different.”
“And she wants sex. Don’t stand in the way of her getting what she wants. Ol’ Pleaze can tell you that’s not a good idea.”
Libby shook her head, her hands still resting on the top button of Luke’s jeans. “I promise not to hurt either one of you.”
“I doubt you’ll keep that promise,” Luke said softly.
Her brows furrowed. “I keep my promises.”
“Okay, okay.” Luke’s hands rose to cup her arms, urging her to continue undressing him. “Then let Mark and I remind you what it’s like with two men.”
“About time.” She flicked the first button loose and yanked the remaining buttons free of their holes. His cock jutted forward into her palm.
“You two are physically identical in every way.” Her eyes rounded and her breathing grew ragged as her pussy creamed, pulsing in anticipation of having both of them inside her. “I never knew how good it could be, two men at once. I believe I’m ruined for anything else,” she whispered, her hand gliding over Luke’s length. She reached back to capture Mark’s dick in her hand, holding both, lingering over the velvety smooth skin stretched over steel rods.
Luke hooked her panties and slid them down her legs to her ankles. As he rose in front of her, his hand cupped her pussy, his fingers sliding deep into her.
Libby’s head fell back, a moan rising from deep inside, escaping into the open air.
Mark’s hands cupped her breasts from behind. “Sweetheart, let us show you how good it can be in the daylight.”
Lead and Follow
Katie Porter
The best partners share everything...
Club Devant, Book 1
Lizzie Maynes’s torn ACL threatens more than her career as an international Latin ballroom champion. During her lengthy recovery, her longtime professional partner, Dima Turgenev, has been dancing at the Chelsea District’s most notorious burlesque, Club Devant. More than just dancing, he’s been experimenting with shocking new moves that make her want to pull him off stage and get back on tour as soon as possible—the better to keep their successful friendship safe.
Dima knows all about safety, and the lack thereof, because he blames himself for Lizzie’s injury. Far from the pressures of competition, Club Devant is the perfect creative venue to rebuild his rattled confidence. He’d love for Lizzie to join him and revel in the club’s intoxicating freedoms. By exploring the new sensual energy simmering between them, they could become
more
than friends.
Paul Reeves, a recently divorced Texan starting over in the Big Apple, is all for joining the dancers as they blaze through sexual boundaries. But he also knows their sizzling trio won’t last. Lizzie and Dima belong together. Before the last sparks fade, he plans to transform two stubborn friends into lasting lovers—one raunchy lesson at a time.
Warning: Burlesque meets ballroom in this f***ing sexy book when a smoldering Russian dance god and a blonde firecracker with hips possessed by the devil share a sunny, filthy-minded Texan—but only for a dance or two.
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Lead and Follow
Copyright © 2013 by Katie Porter
ISBN: 978-1-61921-251-0
Edited by Sasha Knight
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