Page 163 of Blackwood

I bite my lip and take in a deep breath.

They both stop and look down at me.

“Enjoying the show, baby?” Lex laughs.

Cade releases Lex and leans down. His finger gently lifting my chin, turning my face toward his. His touch is soft but sure, his eyes full of something that makes my heart ache.

“Sweetheart,” he whispers as he kisses me. Slow and deep, savoring every second we’ve missed while apart.

While I’m kissing him, I feel warmth. A rush of heat against my stomach. Goosebumps prickle across my skin as Lex’s hands trail upward, strong and sure. He takes his time, sliding over every inch of my stomach like he’s savoring the feel of me.

He finds my breasts. His palms curve around them, thumbs brushing over the peaks, slow and teasing. I gasp into Cade’s mouth, my back arching off the bed.

Lex growls low in approval as he leans down. He takes one breast into his mouth, the other still cradled in his hand, thumb teasing in a perfect rhythm. I nearly fall apart. Soft lips, hot tongue, a sharp suck that sends fire racing down my spine.

Cade pulls back just enough to watch me, his forehead pressed to mine, breath warm and shaky. I can’t speak. Can barely think.

“Look at what you do to us, sweetheart,” Cade says, grabbing my hand and guiding it to the thick, hard line of his cock straining against his pants. “I’ve been losing my mind thinking about you. About this.”

I take a sharp inhale.

“You think it’s been easy for me?” He leans in closer, hazel eyes on fire. “I’ve been walking around with this constant ache. So hard it hurts. So full I’m losing my goddamn mind.”

He squeezes his hand around mine, groaning as he grits out, “I’ve been holding it in, sweetheart. All of it. Every last drop. Saving it for you. For when I’m so deep inside of you, you forget those months we had apart even happened.”

Lex’s mouth pops off my breast with a wet sound and a surprised grunt. He stares at Cade like he just grew horns.

“Cade,” he says slowly, blinking. “Did you just fucking talk dirty? Thought that was my thing.”

I burst out laughing. I can’t help it.

Lex turns to me, deadpan. “Okay, malyshka, who the fuck is this and what did you do with our boyfriend?”

I’m still laughing, breathless now, cheeks burning in the best possible way.

Cade just grins. “Oh babe,” he says, sliding his hand up my thigh. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”

Lex shakes his head, eyes dark with mischief, mouth tilting into that arrogant, fuck-around-and-find-out grin I know too well.

“Well shit,” he mutters, dragging his palm down the center of my body. “Now I gotta keep up,” he says as his face is getting dangerously close to my throbbing center.

I gasp into Cade’s mouth as Lex goes down on me. It’s nothing like Cade. There’s no slow build. No teasing. Lex eats me like he’s deprived, like it’s been weeks and I’m the only thing that could ever satisfy him again.

His hands grip my thighs, spreading me wide, holding me in place. His tongue is relentless—flat and heavy one second, then sharp and fast the next. He devours me, messy and loud and obscene.

He groans into me like the taste alone is enough to make him lose control. I can feel Cade smiling against my mouth like he’s enjoying every single second of my unraveling.

Lex moans low and rough, tongue circling and dipping, sucking hard on my clit until I cry out. He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t letme breathe.

“Lex!”

One of his hands slides up, fingers digging into my waist to pin me down as his tongue plunges inside me, hard and deep, then up again, back to that devastating rhythm that has my hips lifting off the bed.

“Holy fuck,” I choke out, legs trembling.

Cade strokes my hair, kissing my jaw. “You’re doing so good, sweetheart.”

I’m close. So damn close. My hips lift into it, fingers gripping the sheets, every muscle coiled and ready to snap.