Page 48 of Theirs to Treasure

Then when he dug his knuckles into her arches, her insides liquefied.

“Hey, I’m kissing you,” Chance protested.

“It’s all good,” Josie said as she twined her arms around his neck and brought his mouth back to hers. “It’s all so good,” she added just before kissing him.

Chance broke the kiss to pull off her t-shirt. She frowned, hating the fact that she was wearing her ugly brace and not a sexy corset.

“You’re gorgeous no matter what you’re wearing. You could be wearing a clown suit, and I would still find you sexy as hell,” Chance said. His hands deftly unhooked the front clasp of her bra. He bent down and suckled one breast, as his other hand plucked and tugged her other nipple. She moaned with pleasure. Then his head lifted, and he gave her a naughty grin.

“I draw the line at clown shoes.”

Josie burst out laughing. Who knew that sex and laughter went together? It was better than chocolate and peanut butter.

Sam unbuttoned her jeans.

“No!” she damn near shouted.

Both men’s heads lifted. Their hands froze.

“What, Josie? What’s wrong?” Chance asked.

“You guys strip. Fair’s fair.”

“Chance, you do the honors,” Sam said as he continued to take off Josie’s jeans. “I need to taste Josie.”

Chapter 18

He loved how demanding she’d gotten. Gone was the shy woman of three weeks ago. She was so coming into her own and it was a joy to see. Chance’s fessing up also relieved Sam. That was so going to come and bite them in the ass later if he hadn’t.

“Red,” Sam grinned. “You’re wearing red panties.”

“I was making a fire engine cake,” she smiled.

“I like an organized woman,” Sam said as he slowly peeled off the pretty lace from her delectable legs. Touching her, looking at her, listening to her, turned him on more than any other sexual experience of his life. He spread her legs and parted her glistening folds.

At the touch of his thumbs, she cried out his name. At the touch of his tongue, she screeched. He reveled in her response. Tonight, he knew exactly what he wanted for his girl, so he inserted two fingers and found the spot that drove her wild. When she started thrashing in response, he and Chance held her down.

Sam savored the way she catapulted into orgasm. He lifted the delicate hood of her clit and coaxed out her swollen nub and sucked harder. She shuddered, and kept shuddering.

“Too much,” she gasped hoarsely.

“There’s never enough pleasure.” Chance said. Sam agreed, as he added a third finger and glided in and out of her tight channel. She came again, longer this time. Sam looked up and nodded at Chance, who pulled a condom out of the drawer. They switched places and Sam gave Josie a long leisurely kiss.

Her eyes got huge as she tasted herself on his lips. Then she closed them and pulled at his hair. When her nails dug deep, he knew that Chance was entering her body. He looked down at the erotic sight where their two bodies joined. Josie peppered his neck with kiss after kiss as she moaned.

Sam turned to look at her face, wanting to make sure she was okay. Her expression was suffused with pleasure. Even through hooded eyes, he saw her normally brown eyes looked almost black with need. He looked back down her body at her ankles locked around his brother’s waist. She undulated upwards as Chance started a rhythm as old as time.

“So good,” they both said at the same time.

For once, Chance didn’t have a smart-ass answer. His blue eyes glittered, and he looked like he might die of bliss instead.

The way that Josie’s breasts shook sent tendrils of need through Sam’s body. He prayed she would be able to take him after Chance was done, but whatever came next, what really mattered, was Josie.

He cupped her breasts and she covered his hands with hers. Where he might have been gentler in his touch, she pressed him for a firmer caress. He thumbed her nipples.

“Oh, Chance. Sam. More. Just a little more,” she begged.

He loved it. Her joy and willingness to ask for what she needed was such a turn-on.