Nice and Naughty (5 page)

“Relax.” Though he addressed Justin, Alexa understood he intended his words for both of them. “I didn’t realize she was your woman. I never would have matched her profile with your description.”

“I’m my own woman.” Her face flamed with a mixture of irritation and arousal. She averted her eyes in an attempt to hide the reaction. The four-lane road had given way to a rural street. No pursuers could hide from them here, she could see for miles on the secluded road in either direction. By the looks of the pristine lawns, manicured formal landscaping and winding drives, the neighborhood catered to wealthy residents seeking privacy.

“Amen.” Justin’s rough reply accompanied a soft laugh from the front seat. The temperature climbed a few degrees inside the cabin of the car.

“We made it.” Jason’s announcement couldn’t have come at a better time. It cut off their discussion. Both men focused on scanning the yard in front of the massive stone wall and iron gate as Jason buzzed it open.

He guided the car into the bay in front of them. They stayed in place until the garage door shut, concealing them from outside, then Justin slid his arms beneath her and plucked her from the car. He carried her into the house through the door Jason held for them, their actions so synchronized they appeared choreographed. The brothers moved, working as one, without talking. Justin acted while Jason took care of the details, flicking on lights, turning off the security alarm and heading upstairs to gather supplies. The thick muscles of Justin’s arms secured her to his chest. She gave in to temptation and snuggled close to him, drinking in his body heat and laying her palm over his collarbone.

“You smell like motor oil,” Alexa mumbled against his neck, insanely enticed to lick it.

“Came straight from work.”

“I love that smell.” She felt, rather than heard, the rumble he made low in his throat. His fingers tightened on her knee and he brushed her forehead with his lips a moment before he deposited her on the marble top of the kitchen island. The stone shocked her, so cold compared to the toasty security of his body. It snapped her from the sensual trance being too near him lulled her into.

She took in the well-appointed cooking area with its stainless steel appliances and large eat-in dining area. For a space so richly designed, it managed to maintain a cozy, welcoming atmosphere.

“You both live here?”

Justin nodded as he turned on the faucet in the sink beside her. He grabbed a large ceramic bowl from a cabinet behind them. His shoulders rippled and flexed beneath his form fitting T-shirt as he reached up to the top shelf. An answering clench echoed through her abdomen, her body responding to his nearness. The need to touch him, to have him close to her again, grew inside. One thing was certain, the wild attraction they’d shared that day on the side of the road hadn’t been a one time, freak occurrence. No matter how she’d tried to reason it away while falling asleep over the past two weeks, their affair hadn’t been the result of her too long stretch of abstinence, high stress levels or a bout of temporary insanity. He turned her on like no other man.

Except his brother.

She squashed the stray thought before she could examine it further. Jason strode into the room, first aid kit in one hand and a large fluffy bathrobe draped over a sinewy forearm. Somewhere along the way, he’d gotten rid of the suit jacket, rolled up his shirtsleeves and unbuttoned his collar. He’d maintained his crisp appearance, looking totally unruffled, even after the hectic afternoon. His steady reliability appealed to her as much as Justin’s untamed streak. www.samhainpublishing.com

Justin soaked a clean dishrag in the lukewarm water and placed it on top of the cloth sticking to her oozing cut. “You got it in there?” He didn’t even have to look up and make eye contact for his twin to understand his meaning.

“Yeah.” The soft light of regret in Jason’s eyes made it clear she wasn’t going to like whatever they implied.

“Have what?” She asked, lost amid their unspoken conversation.

“Suture supply kit.” Justin’s blunt answer made her cringe. She turned squeamish at the thought of metal piercing the raw wound on her leg.

“I don’t think that’s necessary,” she tried objecting. Alexa started to shove off the counter but each brother put out a hand in unison to prevent her from hopping down. Jason held one hip while Justin stroked the other.

“You don’t want a scar to mess up that sexy thigh.” Justin slipped between her legs, his abdomen pressing against her core. One broad finger reached up to tuck her hair behind her ear. The sight of his blackened fingernail, where he’d obviously smashed it, and calloused hand only increased his attractiveness. Her body betrayed her, turning pliant and greedy. Instead of pushing him away, she wrapped her fist in his shirt and tugged him closer.

His smile hovered a millimeter away from touching her. “I missed you,” he whispered and licked her with the tip of his tongue, soothing the swollen spot where she’d bitten her lip earlier. She moaned, all thoughts but sinking into his touch vaporized when he kissed her. He cupped her breast as his tongue probed her mouth, stroking her with a sweet, candid fervor. Alexa arched closer, her skirt riding high up on her thighs. Then something cool and slippery spread across her skin before the initial sting of the needle pricked her leg.
What the hell?

The passion Justin sparked in her narrowed her world to his touch and the intense pleasure he gave her. She’d forgotten his brother stood less than a foot away on the other side of her leg. She struggled against Justin’s hold but he clasped her tighter and continued to seduce her.

“Let him distract you, sweetheart.” Jason’s metered voice came soft and rational in her ear. His unwavering hand guided the thread. “I’m trained in first aid. I used a topical anesthetic but it’s still going to be uncomfortable. I don’t want you to hurt any more than you have to.”

She whimpered. She had no desire to experience more than the first few passes he’d already made. She surrendered to Justin’s touch. His mouth persuaded her to forget everything but him. She sipped at his lips and leaned into his embrace.

“That’s it, Alexa.” Jason crooned his encouragement. “Good girl.”

She spread her thighs wider, allowing Justin room to fit tight to her. The cool air of the kitchen washed over the saturated crotch of her racy panties a moment before the ridge of his hardening cock stirred against her aching pussy. Breaking the taboo of privacy by inviting Jason to watch their carnal interaction unlocked a secret chamber of arousal she hadn’t known existed within her. Nervousness fought with the desire attempting to overwhelm her.

“Just relax, baby.” Jason soothed both her worry over the physical discomfort and the greater panic threatening her when she realized how much she enjoyed their forbidden display. She hardly felt the deft touch of Jason’s hand on her thigh. “Justin will give you an orgasm if you let him.”

The combination of Jason’s reserved narration and Justin’s scalding touch fueled her needs. It was like being trapped between fire and ice. She moaned as Justin rocked against her. One hand supported her back while the other teased her steel hard nipple. Lust built inside her quickly, just as it had two weeks before. She strained against him, helping him stroke her clit just the way she needed it.

“You like that?” She couldn’t have answered Jason’s question even if she tried. The domineering control in his voice set her nerves on end, coercing her to submit. Justin took the opportunity to explore her neck, licking and biting, as he became engrossed in the moment, trusting his brother to guide the encounter. www.samhainpublishing.com

“Yes. Please,” she begged. Her head dropped against her shoulder blades as every muscle in her body devoted itself to enhancing the sensations driving her closer to rapture.

“Please what?” It seemed natural to meet Jason’s commanding gaze. The banked yearning in his eyes urged her higher. His discipline coupled with the wild abandon of his twin plunged her deeper into the exhilaration of the moment. She had never considered exhibitionism before, but having both men focused on her created a whole new level of pleasure. Her insides fluttered as she spiraled closer to climax. Just a few more seconds of Justin’s intimate grind and she would go over the edge. She kept her eyes on Jason’s smoldering look when she said, “I need him to make me come.”

Jason’s broad smile dripped with hunger, “And I need to see it.”

As soon as the words left his brother’s mouth, Justin rotated his hips in an irresistible rhythm. Contractions started forming deep in her pussy and her channel clenched desperately.

“Now, Alexa,” Jason ordered, his voice clear and in control. “Come for us.”

In front of her, Justin roared as she grasped him around the waist with her legs and clung. He tried to wrench away but she rode his erection through their clothes. The orgasm shattered her. Even as her body shook and spasmed, she stared into the deep, still pools of Jason’s eyes until Justin’s groan of completion took her by surprise. He recaptured her mouth and thrust against her in short, rapid jerks of his hips that enhanced her never-ending orgasm as he spilled his come. For a moment, all three of them maintained a stunned silence filled only with their harsh breathing in the aftermath of their outburst of passion but Jason broke the tension with a derisive laugh and a slap on his brother’s back.

“I swear I haven’t come in my jeans in twenty years.” Justin’s humor tempered his dismay. He rested his forehead against Alexa’s and framed her face with his hands. His thumbs rubbed her cheekbones in a tender gesture. “You’re amazing.”

She avoided the emotion bared in his expression—too much, too soon. www.samhainpublishing.com

“Will you finish the stitches now, so I can go take a shower?” She regretted the puzzled look her withdrawal caused Justin but Jason nodded in simple understanding.

“It was done a long time ago.” He helped her slide out from Justin’s loose hold and set her gently on the ground before handing her the fluffy robe he’d set aside earlier. “Go ahead, everything else you need is in the room at the top of the stairs. Make yourself at home.”

She turned and walked away, desperate not to limp or glance over her shoulder. One moment of weakness and she’d end up right back in their arms, but she needed time to sort out all that had happened.

The light blue walls and deep, plush carpeting of the guest room soothed her frazzled nerves. She undressed gingerly, careful of the aches and pains becoming more evident with every minute that passed. Her ruined suit went straight into the garbage. Alexa avoided a peek in the mirror. If she looked anything like she felt, her ego couldn’t survive that feedback. Unlike being desired by two incredibly sexy men. Her head thunked against the travertine tile of the luxurious shower’s wall as the water heated up. She debated whether the show she’d given downstairs should be classified as the most amazing, or stupidest, thing she’d ever done in her life. The afterglow of her orgasm still diminished the part of her that had been scared to death by the attack earlier but, damn, it complicated things. Denying her scalding attraction to both brothers would be pointless. Justin’s wild, open, adventurous spirit made the ideal counterpoint to Jason’s practical, organized, responsible character. All her life, she’d struggled to reconcile her prerequisite for stability with her craving for spontaneity. Together, the brothers could meet her every need. She didn’t try to delude herself, Jason’s eyes had promised her their experiment downstairs meant more than simple act of kindness or distraction.
No, it was a test. He’s smart enough to know I’d freak out, and restrained enough to
wait for me to cave.

She shut off the water with a snap of her wrist that sent sparks shooting down her arm. Damn, she’d banged her elbow pretty hard. The bruises sprinkled across her side www.samhainpublishing.com

and around the top of her arm had already begun to darken. She said a silent prayer for Justin’s timing as she toweled dry. She would be lying dead in an alley somewhere by now if he hadn’t stopped her attacker.

Poor Justin, does he realize that his brother intends to have me too?

She added guilt to the pile of emotions bearing down on her, belted the thick robe around her waist and prepared to find out what the hell was going on.

Justin rejoined his brother after changing his clothes. He grimaced when he imagined Alexa’s opinion of his juvenile reaction.

“Don’t worry.” Jason took one look at him and understood his thoughts. Nothing unusual there, it happened all the time.

“I must have missed the day in health class where they taught that coming in your pants was a recommended method of impressing a woman.” He snagged a beer out of the fridge and plopped down on the deep leather couch in the living room just off the kitchen.

“Trust me, she enjoyed it.” His brother’s voice thickened. “The look on her face…”

“Maybe you should have let it rip in that fancy suit of yours, too. At least you wouldn’t be so damn horny now.” He laughed at Jason’s horrified expression. He would never think of messing up his fine, tailored wardrobe.

“Listen.” His twin turned serious. “I want you to know that I didn’t do that on purpose. I thought you could kiss her, take her mind off the pain, but things sort of got out of hand.”

Hmm, interesting.
“Since when am I opposed to sharing my women with you, Jay?

Last I checked, I enjoyed it. We both do.”