He shook his head and pushed her arm back up. “Put your hands on my shoulders and hold on.”
He reached down to position his c**k at her opening, rubbing up and down her slit to tease her. She let out a small sigh and briefly closed her eyes.
“Open your eyes,” he said in the same measured tone he’d used with her thus far. “I want to see you when I slide into you, Ren. I want you to see me and know who it is inside you.”
“I would know,” she whispered.
He smiled.
He eased his hips up the tiniest bit so that the head of his c**k was lodged just inside her. Then he met her gaze and issued his next command.
“Take me.”
Her eyes widened, the pupils flaring. A shudder rolled through her and her fingers bit into his shoulders.
“That’s right, Ren. I want you to f**k me. There’ll be plenty of time for me to do the f**king. For now I want you to ride me.”
She let out a small whimper as she began her downward slide. She opened around him and he let out a strangled moan as she fisted him in her hot, velvet glove.
He moved his hands to those delectable hips and reached around to cup her ass. Just the right amount of softness to the cheeks. Right shape. Firm and yet plush. Yeah, he was an ass man. He’d admit that. But her legs were a very close second. Especially in those sexy-as-hell shoes. He was determined to f**k her in those shoes at a later date. Just her shoes on and a smile.
He lifted, helping her to push upward until his dick was nearly free and then he lowered her back down until he was once again surrounded by hot, liquid silk.
That black lace bra was tantalizing him. Staring him in the face, the tops of her br**sts plumped up over the demi cups almost baring her ni**les. Almost. And that was what was killing him.
He put his arms around her and slid his hands up her back to the clasp of her bra. In a single motion he popped the hooks and the bra came free. He reached up, pulled her hands down from his shoulders long enough to free her of the bra, and then he stared greedily at the plump swells and her dark ni**les that were so rigid that they’d puckered into tight little beads.
“Offer me your br**sts,” he said. “Cup them and guide them toward my mouth. I want to taste them.”
She shuddered again and clamped down on his cock, sending a spasm of delight though his groin. Then she dropped her hands from his shoulders and cupped her full br**sts in her palms. She stroked her ni**les with the ends of her thumb and then leaned forward, offering him one, holding it teasingly close to his lips.
Instead of taking it in his mouth, he flicked out his tongue and licked the bud.
“The other now,” he said huskily.
She moved so the other was there for him to take. This time he grazed the point with his teeth and nipped playfully until she made another sound that bordered on desperation.
“Ask me to suck them.”
She swallowed but then said in a voice that was barely above a whisper, “Suck my ni**les, Cole. Please.”
“Louder. I can’t hear you,” Lucas said.
Ren’s head snapped up and she turned in Lucas’s direction, her eyes wide and guilty. Cole cursed the other man’s intrusion but perhaps it had been intentional. A reminder of his presence.
He shot a withering stare in the other man’s direction. He hadn’t appreciated the interruption. As long as he could hear Ren, he didn’t give a damn if Lucas could or not. She wasn’t f**king Lucas. She was f**king Cole.
Then Lucas rose and walked toward the chair where Cole sat with Ren astride him.
“Tell me, Madison. Do you prefer her pu**y or her ass for the next little while?”
CHAPTER 14
What Cole wanted to do was tell Lucas to f**k off. This hadn’t been part of the agreement. As far as Cole understood, Lucas was supposed to observe. Nothing more. Then make a quiet exit leaving Ren to him for the next two weeks.
And it wasn’t that Cole hadn’t had a threesome here and there, but they were by far his less preferred method of sexual release. He just didn’t share well. He could see the appeal. Had understood it when he’d joined Micah to have sex with Micah’s submissive, Angelina. Angelina had been an exception for Cole.
But the idea of sharing Ren made him get all snarly and possessive and a whole host of other things he didn’t really want to examine too closely.
Lucas met his gaze and calmly stared back at him. There was something in the other man’s eyes that told Cole he needed to go along. And Lucas didn’t push. He didn’t insist. Nor did he try to take control and order Cole around. Well, because if he had, it would have been all over. Cole would have thrown Lucas out and then taken Ren up to his bed where he would have kept her tied up for the next twenty years or so.
No, Lucas wasn’t being pushy at all. But his expression told Cole not to challenge him on this.
Hell.
The idea of rolling over and going along just pissed him off.
Remembering also that Lucas had said Ren had exacting standards …Well, maybe this was some f**king test he had to pass in order for Ren to accept this whole thing.
In which case, he’d swallow a lot of bitter pills if it meant having Ren.
“Since I’m already balls deep in her pu**y, I think I’ll take her ass,” Cole drawled. “What do you have in mind, exactly?”
“It will require you to get up close and personal with me and certain portions of my anatomy,” Lucas said lazily. “Think you can handle that?”
“If I’m in Ren’s ass, I don’t really give a f**k what you’re doing at the time,” Cole returned through gritted teeth.
Hell, was Lucas a bisexual? Because if so, this was so not going to work out in the least. He’d seen plenty of cock. It didn’t bother him. He could appreciate another man’s body with the best of them. But he appreciated it best when it was f**king another woman’s brains out and he could watch. Yeah, he appreciated that kind of cock. But it didn’t mean he wanted it in any of his orifices.
Lucas looked amused, almost as if he was purposely f**king with Cole’s head. Cole wasn’t amused. He just wanted Lucas to leave already.
“Ren, get down on the floor, shoulders down and put your legs up on Cole’s lap,” Lucas ordered.
Cole’s eyebrows went up because he wasn’t getting a real good picture of how this position was going to work, but it still managed to intrigue the hell out of him.