Chapter 28

“Okay, pretty girl,” Tom said, pulling Carmina’s attention away from Danny. He kissed her forehead, and then her nose, and finally her mouth. “I want you out of your head.” She didn’t see how that was going to happen, not after what Danny had just said and done. She completely understood what a huge step this was for him. Tom was downplaying it and Carmina was trying to follow his lead, since she figured he knew Danny best, but it was damn hard. All she could think about now was getting a firsthand demonstration of what Tom and Danny had done together the other night.

Tom picked up her hand and pushed it under his shirt until her palm covered his nipple. “Feel me.” He shivered as he rubbed her hand over his chest. “Your skin is so hot. Together we’re burning this place up.” He leaned down and kissed her neck, then licked a path along her collarbone, shoving the neckline of her shirt out of the way with his nose. Tom was getting really, really good at getting her out of her head and into the moment, into her body and how good it felt. It was amazing how not thinking about what she was doing made her enjoy everything so much more.

“You taste so good,” he told her. “I’m going to taste you everywhere, and if Danny is very, very good I’m going to let him taste you, too. Because you need to know how delicious you are. Can you feel how much I want you? Sit up and take your shirt off so I can lick more of you.” Tom’s casual mention of what he was going to let Danny do sent Carmina’s heart racing.

Carmina sat up and cast a shy glance over at Danny. He was watching her, burning her with his gaze, the tree lights reflected in his eyes like flames. “Don’t think,” Tom told her. “Just do what I tell you. Everything I do is for you.” He was so serious, so sincere, and she knew he meant it from the bottom of his heart. She didn’t know how she knew. After all, he was a guy and guys said shit to get you to do what they wanted. But not Tom. She could tell he got off on making her hot, making her come. And that made her even more aroused.

She sat up and pulled her shirt off quickly, trying to do it before she could think about it. “You’re just so naturally sexy,” he whispered. “A gorgeous body, amazing skin, breasts that are the stuff dreams are made of.” She laughed in delight at his words. He made her feel all those things just by saying them. “Now the bra. Show us those beautiful breasts.” She reached back and undid the clasp and her bra fell away from her breasts. The Christmas lights danced across her chest, making her skin gleam. Even she thought it was pretty. “Perfect,” Tom said. “Danny?”

“Perfect,” Danny said, his voice guttural and a little slurred, as if he was drunk on her.

Tom arched her back over his arm, so that her head was thrown back, facing Danny. She locked eyes with him as Tom ran his hand lightly over both of her breasts, making her shiver. Then he leaned over and sucked on her nipple and she moaned at the exquisite pleasure that radiated from that spot clear to her fingertips.

“Jesus,” Danny said breathlessly. She could see Danny’s fingers digging into the armrests, he gripped it so tightly. He wanted to touch her. She gasped at the powerful bolt of lust that rocked her in reaction to his desire. He didn’t even have to touch her to send her soaring. His leashed passion was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen.

Tom made a show of licking and sucking on Carmina’s breasts. She enjoyed every second of it. “Giving you pleasure at the same time I’m driving Danny crazy is the absolute best feeling in the world,” Tom told her. He cupped her breast, massaging it sensuously and she turned toward him, wanting more. Wanting Tom to make her feel more, wanting to drive Danny even more crazy. They were so in sync Tom could make them both happy at the same time. “Perfect,” he whispered again against her soft, fragrant skin. “Feel how much I want you. Danny does too. He can’t take his eyes off of us. I’m going to show him how hot you are, baby. You don’t have to do a thing. Just feel. Just let me make you feel good.” It was as if he’d crawled inside her head and pulled everything out, thinking her thoughts, sharing her desires. She relaxed into his embrace, letting it all wash over her. When he bit one nipple and pinched the other Carmina moaned and buried her hands in his hair.

“I want you naked,” Tom said. “I want to show Danny how beautiful you are. He wants you so much.”

“Can I talk?” Danny asked, his voice so low it skittered along Carmina’s nerve endings like a feather dragged across them.

Tom thought about it before answering and Carmina grew breathless with anticipation. “Yes.” When Tom finally granted him permission, Danny gave her an uneven, devilishly sexy grin.

“He’s right,” he told her. “I want you bad. I want Tom to make you fuck me while I can’t do anything. Nothing but what he tells me to do. I want him to hold me down and let you use me. I want you to come all over me with Tom watching. Own me. Use me. Make me miserable with wanting you.” He visibly shivered. “I am so fucked. But that’s what I want.”

“Oh, God,” Carmina moaned. She twisted in Tom’s arms and straddled him, grinding her pussy against his heavily muscled thigh. She could picture it all. Wanted everything Danny described.

“Up,” Tom told her. When she didn’t respond right away he picked her up and set her on her feet, as if she weighted nothing. Then he unzipped her jeans and pulled them down along with her panties. Her back was facing Danny and she felt his stare like a caress.

“Jesus,” Danny whispered. “That ass.” Tom cupped it in both palms and squeezed her ass cheeks and Danny groaned. Carmina laughed.

“You two,” she said. “Obsessed with my butt.”

“Do you think,” Tom said, lazily kissing a path down her shoulder, “that someday you’ll let me fuck it?”

“Yes, please God,” Danny said under his breath.

Carmina was a little shocked. “You want to fuck my ass?”

“Oh, Jesus,” Danny said. “Just hearing her say it, man.” He closed his eyes, still tightly gripping the armrests.

“Yeah, I want to,” Tom answered. “And I’m pretty sure Danny wants to, too.” Danny groaned his agreement as Tom ran a finger lightly down the crack in her ass. She shivered, surprised by the frisson of desire that made her wetter than she’d been just a few seconds ago.

“My body just said yes, please,” she whispered, loud enough for Danny to hear.

Tom growled and grabbed her, one hand still on her ass and the other sliding up to squeeze her breast again as he buried his face in her neck and sucked on the sensitive curve where it met her shoulder. “Kick off your pants,” Tom told her roughly. He grabbed her hands and held her steady while she did so. “Now we get to play with Danny.” He led her over to stand in front of Danny. She was so embarrassed she closed her eyes. She couldn’t believe she was naked in front of them both. About to do unspeakably erotic things with two gorgeous men. How had this become her life?

Danny lifted one hand from the chair and reached for her and Tom pulled her out of reach. “What do you think you’re doing?” he quietly asked Danny, not in reprimand, but in genuine inquiry.

“Come on, man,” Danny said irritably. “You’re seriously not going to let me touch her?”

“I’m going to do whatever you want me to do,” Tom told him calmly. “But you have to be honest with me, and even more important, honest with yourself. You said you wanted me to tell you what to do. You wanted me to hold you down, use you. You told me to make you miserable with wanting Carmina. Did you mean all that? Or is this what you want instead? To put all that aside and play by your own rules? If you’re in, you need to be all the way in. Either way.”

“I said I was.” Danny put his hand back on the armrest. “You can’t blame me for breaking the rules. For her. Haven’t you done the same?”

“I may have broken some rules,” Tom admitted, running his hand down Carmina’s side to bring it to rest on her hip. She leaned back into him, striking a pose for Danny, who looked very appreciative. “But I’m writing my own rulebook now. My personal code of conduct. Fuck anyone who doesn’t like it.”

“The Rebels may have been bad for your attitude,” Danny told him, sounding amused.

“I think the Rebels may be bad for everyone’s attitude,” Carmina said, giggling as Tom ran the back of his fingers along the sensitive skin on her side, tickling her. Tom wrapped his arms around her, cupping one breast and sliding his hand between her legs, surprising her. He glided his fingers lightly over her crease and then brought his hand to her hip. His fingers were wet from her, and the eroticism of it made her lightheaded.

“Danny needs to be naked,” Tom said. “Why don’t you help him?” Carmina bit her lip in indecision about where to begin. She was having trouble focusing.

“Can he move his hands?” she asked. “So I can take his shirt off?” He was wearing a silky black T-shirt that had been driving her crazy all night, clinging to his muscles, outlining each one deliciously as he moved. But she wasn’t going to take anything off of him if she wasn’t sure he was into this. “If that’s okay with him? I want to make sure we didn’t pressure him into this.” Suddenly she felt cold and exposed standing there in front of him.

“Can I move?” Danny asked Tom. “Just for a second?”

“Okay,” Tom told him. As soon as he got permission. Danny took her hand in his. His hand was hot and dry to the touch, callused and strong. She remembered how that hand had felt on her when he fucked her in the shower.

“I want this,” Danny told her quietly. “I do. I ran a little while ago because I was scared, not because I didn’t want it. But I realized that I wasn’t going to let fear hold me back anymore. This is what I want. I’ve been building it up in my mind for so long that I’ve got to see if it’s what I really want, if it’s what I’ve dreamed about. You know? But you have to know that I want you, regardless of all this other bullshit going on. The foundation of all that is my desire for you. The catalyst, I guess. After we fucked that morning, hell, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it, about you. Never doubt that I want you, okay?”

“Okay,” Carmina said, stunned by what he was saying. He nodded, as if satisfied by her answer, and slid back in the seat, resting his hands on the armrests again.

“Replay,” he told Tom.

“What about me?” Tom said. “Still want me?”

“Shut up,” Danny said. “Do that thing you do.”

“What thing?” Tom asked, teasing him.

“Making me crazy,” Danny said. “Nobody makes me crazy like you do.” Carmina caught her breath. Was Danny admitting, in his own way, how he felt for Tom? She thought he was, and the way Tom was gripping her tightly told her he thought so, too.

“Don’t you forget it,” Tom told him. “Carmina, you can lift one hand at a time to get his shirt off.” She did as she was told and Danny complied, not stepping out of bounds or breaking Tom’s rules. He lifted his hips when he was told to and she shimmied his jogging pants down his legs and off.

“You look absolutely gorgeous naked,” she whispered. Danny’s grin was sexy and arrogant.

“I like that,” he said.

Tom gently pushed her forward. “Straddle his lap,” Tom told her. “Don’t touch him with your hands or that ass and pussy he wants so much.” Danny dropped his head back.

“You’re killing me,” he said.

“You love it,” Carmina told him, climbing up on the chair, her knees on either side of his thighs. It was a tight fit, because Danny was so big.

“Now play,” Tom said. “I’m going to get naked right over here, in case anyone wants to watch me.” She saw Danny’s eyes darting back and forth between her and Tom, as if he couldn’t decide where to look first. She wanted his attention, so she leaned down and bit his nipple. Danny yelped in what sounded like surprised pain and Tom laughed.

“She got you,” Tom told him.

“Get me again,” Danny demanded. Carmina licked his nipple and then bit it again and he made a sexy growl. She put her hands on his sides as she sucked and licked his nipples, and she could feel his skin grow hot and damp with sweat. So she let her hands roam over all those glorious muscles. She hadn’t had the chance to explore him before, but now she had the chance and Tom’s permission. The thought made her stop for a second. Would she be doing this without Tom’s approval?

“Uh-oh,” Tom murmured behind her. “She’s thinking again.”

“None of that,” Danny said in agreement.

“Slide down and use your mouth on her,” Tom told him.

“Use me and abuse me,” Danny said in a low voice as he slid down the chair, her hands trailing up his chest to his shoulders as he moved. He ended up on his knees on the floor, his back arched over the seat, his face in the perfect position between her legs. When his tongue tapped her clit she gasped.

“I’m going to fuck you while he uses his mouth on you,” Tom whispered in her ear. “We’ll make you come hard.”