Summer Wine: Taste of Seduction, Book 1 (10 page)

Angus peered at them.

“They’re your sketches of my garden. Now that I’ve seen them, I insist you take the job. You have to landscape the estate. No one else will do.” He tapped the papers “I’m non-negotiable on the issue. The job’s yours.”

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
He wanted to work on the gardens. Badly. Knew he’d do a stand-up job. Which made walking away that much more complicated.

Lily grinned at Blake. “I told you he was good. The best.”

Blake nodded. “You did. You were right.”

“As usual.” Lily preened teasingly. “Just like I was right that you and Angus would get along brilliantly.”

Blake turned back to Angus. “We do get along brilliantly. All
three
of us. It’s like Lil said, without you, she and I aren’t enough. We’re…just fifty percent. But with you, we hit a hundred. And now that I’ve gotten a taste for what that number can be like, I want it. The equation just won’t work any other way.”

“See, Angus, Blake and I may love each other.” She slipped her hand into Blake’s. “But you’re the glue that brought us together. And we’re gonna need that glue to hold us together.” She smiled shyly at him and slipped her other hand in Angus’s. “I might even be a little in love with the glue.”

And there it was again. The trickle of sweat down his spine. “You’re in love with Blake,” Angus pointed out.

“I’ve got a big heart. Plenty of love to go round.”

“She does have a big heart,” Blake agreed. “I can vouch for that.”

“I’m falling in love with you, Angus.”

Aw, crap. Now what?

“She laughs when you’re around,” Blake added. Then he frowned. “So do I, come to think of it.”

Angus shot him a dark look, but the man just grinned at him. And damned if the twitch in his cock didn’t turn into a full-blown erection.

“I think you’re falling in love with me too,” Lily said.

Angus grimaced.

“I think you fell in love with me the first time you shook my hand.”

Damn woman.

She looked up at him, her gaze intent. “You did, didn’t you?”

He grimaced again. “I s’pose.”

Her grin was as wide as Blake’s as she dropped both of their hands and threw her arms around Angus. Her naked breasts squashed against his chest, and he hardened to the point of pain.

“Say it,” she demanded.

“Say what?”

“Say the words. Tell me you love me.”

Christ, the woman would be the death of him.

“Say them,” Lily insisted.

“Better just say them,” Blake suggested. “She’s not gonna stop asking you until you do.”

Angus sighed.

“Say them.”

“Fine, I love you, Duchess. Have since the first minute I laid eyes on you. Okay?”

Lily nodded. And laughed. “That’s very okay.” And then she pulled his head down to hers and kissed him for a very long time.

“Hey, whoa, you two.” Blake fitted himself against Lily’s back. The papers were gone. He must have set them down without Angus noticing. “Don’t forget I love you too, babe. And I wouldn’t mind getting me some of what you’re giving Angus.”

Lily broke the kiss with another giggle. “Sure thing.” She leaned her head against Blake’s right shoulder, leaving Angus staring into Blake’s eyes. “How about you get it from Angus?”

Blake nodded. “Works for me.” And he leaned in, hooked an arm around Angus’s neck, holding both him and Lily, and kissed Angus for a very long time.

When the kiss ended, Angus found his right hand on Lily’s ass and his left on Blake’s.

“Does this mean we’re gonna give what the three of us have started a chance?” Lily asked breathlessly.

Blake nodded. “Hell, yeah.”

“Angus?”

Angus hesitated.

Blake lifted his brow in warning. “Better answer her…”

“I s’pose.”

“You suppose?” Lily asked. “Or you want to?”

Women.
“I…want to.”

“Good.”

“And you’ll do the gardens?” Blake asked.

Angus hesitated again.

“Do the gardens, Angus,” Lily urged. “Think about how much time we can spend here, the three of us, discovering one another.”

“Think how damn good the estate will look when you’re done,” Blake added.

Aw, fuck. Saying no to the two of them was a damn near impossibility. “I’ll do the gardens.”

“Fuckin’ A.” Blake smiled.

“So, we’re, uh, doing this? Doing…us?” Angus asked, bamboozled.

“Oh, yes!” Lily squirmed between the two men. She tugged on Angus’s zip and button and pushed his jeans over his aching dick. Then, aching dick in hand, she turned to face Blake. “We are doing this.” She kissed his lips.

Blake groaned as Lily then swiveled again and took a step back, so instead of standing between the men, she stood beside them, shoulder to arm. In each of her hands she held a rigid cock. “And in case you weren’t sure, we’re starting this,
us
, right now.” She dropped to her knees before them. “Any objections? Either of you?”

“Not a single one.” Blake breathed unevenly.

She looked at Angus. “And you?”

His stomach did all sorts of fancy twists and rolls, and his dick twitched like crazy. “None.”

“Good.” Lily nodded. “Very good indeed.” And with a giggle born of pure joy, she leaned in and licked first Angus’s cock and then Blake’s.

Very good indeed
, Angus agreed. But since Lily’s lips were wrapped around his shaft and he’d lost the ability to breathe, he didn’t say it out loud. He just looked at Blake, caught the man’s eye and shared a grin with him as big as any he’d ever grinned before.

Very good indeed.

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He was her best friend…until he became her fantasy.

More Than Friends

© 2013 Jess Dee

More Than… Book 1

Lucy Lawson’s got it bad. Bad as in stunned speechless by the situation she’s in, by the feelings sitting on her chest, ready to explode. She’s in love…with her best friend.

Problem is, telling Sebastian Blackford could destroy the best thing in her life, but the longer she keeps her feelings under wraps, the stronger the need to spill her secret.

The last thing Seb suspects is that his best mate is madly, wildly in love with him, or that he’s the star of her seriously dirty fantasies. Worse, he’s just started seeing someone he’d like to see again—and Lucy knows it.

So why does her confession hit him like a runaway train? And why can’t he get her explicit description of her fantasies out of his mind? They’ve never been more than friends, but now that he knows how Lucy feels, everything is out of whack.

Seb figures it’s up to him to get their relationship back on track. He’ll do it too, just as soon as he establishes which track is the right one.

Warning:
After reading this, you may just be tempted to jump your best friend. It’s recommended you keep your partner on speed dial or a toy with fresh batteries on standby.

Enjoy the following excerpt for
More Than Friends:

“Okay, if you space out on me one more time, I’m going to start thinking it’s personal.”

Lucy blinked and brought her attention back to the man sitting opposite her. Not that she’d ever lost her focus. Nope, her attention had been on him the whole time. Maybe just not on what he’d been saying.

“Loo, that’s about the tenth time you’ve zoned out. You haven’t heard a word I’ve said in the last five minutes. You gonna tell me what’s going on?” He set his tea down on the table.

She shook her head as she looked at his cup. “You realize you are the only man in Sydney, maybe in the world, who drinks Earl Grey?” The cup seemed small and dainty beside his strong, tanned hand.

He shrugged. “I like it, as you well know. Now forget about the tea and tell me what’s bothering you.”

Her gaze drifted from his teacup to his chest, and she admired the way his T-shirt sat snugly across his shoulders. How was it possible she’d never appreciated the broadness of those shoulders? Had his hair been so long it had hidden their extraordinary proportions?

She sighed. “You wouldn’t believe me if I did tell you.”

Seb shot her a strange look. “When have I ever not believed something you’ve said?” He took a chip from their shared plate, dipped it into tomato sauce and popped it in his mouth. Then he repeated the process, only this time he popped the chip in Lucy’s mouth.

It was all she could do not to close her lips around his fingers and trap them there. But then trapping fingers, a chip and a dollop of tomato sauce in her mouth was hardly sexy, now was it?

She chewed thoughtfully and swallowed, desperate to open up with the truth and admit her feelings, yet paralyzed by the prospect. For the first time ever, she had trouble voicing her thoughts to Seb.

“You know, I’m a pretty good listener.”

She smiled, trying to keep the mood light while her insides were so heavy. “Then why do you always complain that I never stop talking?”

He grinned. “Maybe because you never stop talking.”

“I’m not talking now,” she pointed out.

“Which leads me to believe there is something very wrong, ergo my willingness to listen.” He dipped another chip and offered it to her.

She shook her head. Her stomach was queasy and trembling, and though she and Seb always shared a plate of chips after seeing a movie together, she suspected fried food would do no good whatsoever. “I’m full.”

“Full of shit, maybe. C’mon, Lucy-Loo. Out with it. What’s bothering you? You fidgeted the whole way through the movie and haven’t been able to hold a simple conversation since it ended.” He gestured to the people sitting around them, enjoying a meal or a drink in the trendy little café in Newtown. “Everyone else here is chatting away. The only one not talking is you.”

“Okay, so you talk to me. Tell me how your hot date went the other night.”

The strange look was back on his face. “I spent the last five minutes telling you about it.”

She stared at him, dismayed. “You did?”

Seb nodded. “I did.”

Lucy gave him an apologetic look, staring into his eyes, willing him to forgive her.

Seb said something, but Lucy missed it, mostly because staring into his blue eyes dazzled her senses and once again took her breath away. A feverish flush seeped into her skin, heating her flesh. Just like that, Lucy was lost in a haze of desire, lost in the realization that her body was responding to Seb’s proximity. Being this close to him made her heart pound and her pussy clench. She wanted him fiercely. In a way she’d never desired another man. In a way she’d never desired a friend. In a way she had no place desiring a friend.