Page 199 of Crossed Wires: The Complete Series

Now, over twelve hours later, Keith groaned at his discovery. “Fuck, darl’.” The words were rough. His lips found the curve of her neck as Marc continued to worship her mouth. Keith stroked his fingertips over the seam of her pussy, a slow, deliberate exploration that ended on her clit.

A shudder rocked through her, soul-deep and exquisite. She shifted on the sofa, parting her thighs to Keith’s touch even as she dragged her mouth from Marc’s, offering her throat.

He took it, his lips scoring a searing path over her chin, along her jaw, down to her collarbone.

Harper closed her eyes, succumbing to the pleasure swelling within her. Keith’s fingers rolled over her clit, teasing it with varying strokes and pressure. She pushed her hips upward, a hitching breath escaping when he parted her folds and dipped one finger inside her moist heat. “Oh yes.”

Marc’s lips moved lower over her chest. He traced tiny patterns on her flesh with his tongue, first over the upper swell of one breast then the other. Her nipples pinched tight, scraping against the lace of her bra, and she snared a fistful of his hair, aching for him to suck on them.

When he moved his mouth to the V of her neckline, capturing a small pearl button, she let out a shaky laugh.

He popped the first button with his teeth and tongue, and then the next, and the next, his hand slipping under the fabric as he did so, cupping her breast with firm pressure.

Keith’s breath fanned her shoulder; his lips teased her flesh. His finger stroked her inner walls, an exquisite caress she never wanted to end.

Everything about the moment was perfect. So perfect. She didn’t wantanyof it to end. Ever.

She opened her eyes and gazed at the ceiling, burning the moment into her mind. The two Aussie cowboys and the American teacher, the most perfect romance ever. She would relive this fantasy over and over again.

She would?—

Marc’s teeth released the last button of her dress just as his hand tugged her bra cup from her breast.

Keith moved first, his mouth claiming her newly exposed nipple. Marc held her breast for him with one hand, even as he settled between her spread legs and his tongue dipped into the shallow hollow of her navel.

Harper sucked in a ragged breath, her mind spinning.

Keith suckled on her nipple, wriggling his finger deeper into her sex. Marc kneaded her breast, raining kisses over her belly.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh…

“No,” she moaned as Keith withdrew his finger.

“Shush,” he chuckled against her breast.

“Think she wants more, Blue?”

The devilish intent in Marc’s low murmur sent a surge of wet excitement through Harper. It soon turned to charged pleasure as his tongue replaced Keith’s finger, swiping over her sodden folds.

“Oh…oh…that’s…”

He lapped at her pussy, sucking her clit past his lips before giving the tiny nub of flesh a soft nip.

“Holy fuck!” she burst out, her hips bucking upward.

Marc chuckled between her legs. “Like that, do you?”

She nodded, her breaths shallow and rapid.

That Keith was steadily feasting on her nipple only intensified the delicious tension building and twisting in her core.

“You’re so fucking sweet, love,” Marc rasped, his thumb rolling over her clit. “I could spend the rest of the day between your legs, licking you out.” He lowered his head back to her sex, laving her cleft with a slow stroke of his tongue. “You taste like heaven.”

He thrust his tongue into her heat, his free hand smoothing up and down her leg.

She whimpered. Arching her back, she pushed her breast harder to Keith’s mouth. When he lifted his head, she cried out in protest and then moaned in pleasure as he moved to her other breast.

Between her thighs, Marc fucked her with his mouth and tongue.