Page 60 of A Sinful Trap

Cam’s ass clenched in response. He knew that look and the pleasure that followed it. They both did. Was she remembering what happened yesterday in the kitchen?

“Yes,” she told Davide. Or was she answering Cam’s unspoken question?

“You’re so pretty here, and already so wet for us,” Davide said, his nostrils flaring. “I’ve been wanting to get you out of your clothes for days. To hold this ass in my hands with nothing between us.”

“Cam still has his clothes on,” she pointed out, gasping when he spanked her lightly in response.

“My Dear Ms. Wagner, I’m afraid I have my hands full at the moment and I really need to sink my teeth into this project, so I’ll leave that job to you. Sincerely, D.”

She was giggling and breathless when she turned back to Cam, and his own breath stalled in his lungs. Sunlight, he thought again. How had he ever believed he could let her go? “You want me naked?”

“Yes, please.” She pressed her lips to his jaw, kissing his chin as she clumsily tugged at his shirt. “I love that dimple.” She kissed it again. “I’ve wanted to lick it since I met you. Take your shirt off, Boot Boy.”

Cam didn’t need to be asked twice, ripping his shirt in his haste to remove it.

“Gorgeous mountain,” she muttered, kissing his shoulder. His chest. Anything she could reach. “You’re so big everywhere. I think I need to see it again.”

Her lips on his skin made him feel as hot as her request. His hands were already fumbling with the button on his tight jeans to give her what she wanted and get some relief when she tensed and let out a loud groan.

“D,” she gasped. Her forehead dropped to Cam’s knee, giving him a clear view of her pale back, the round curve of her ass, and Davide’s face buried between her thighs from behind.

He caressed the back of her head as he toed off his shoes and unzipped his pants. The sounds Davide was making as he explored her wet sex sent a shudder through Cam, and he inhaled deeply, reveling in their combined arousal. Davide and Bailey.

Mine. Both of them are mine.

He tightened his fingers in her hair. “Now you know why I can’t resist his mouth. Tell me what he’s doing to you.”

She lifted her head enough to kiss his stomach, swirling her tongue through the dark trail of hair leading into his pants.

Cam sucked in another hot breath. “Fuck! I said tell me.”

“Showing you.” Bailey smiled against his flesh before groaning again. “Can’t talk. His tongue is…” She sucked hard on his stomach and Cam trembled, skimming his hand down her back until he could push Davide’s curls off his forehead.

His eyes were golden now. Lost in her.

“You’re never going to let me forget this, are you? That you were right all along?”

That she’s ours.

“Never.” Davide’s lips were full and shining with her juices. He slid two fingers inside her as Cam watched. “She’s addictive, Cameron, but tight. She’s not ready for us yet.”

“I am ready,” she said against his chest, shivering and tilting her hips into Davide’s touch. She pounded her fist against Cam’s thigh for emphasis. “I’ve been ready for days. Tell him.”

“Not for what we’re going to do to you. Have you had two men at once before, Bailey? Two men like us?” He waited until she looked up, tamping down his jealousy at the thought. “Have you let someone fuck your tempting ass? We don’t want to hurt you out of ignorance.”

“Someone I trusted, a friend, asked to use a toy on me twice.” She sucked on her lip, oddly shy. “Years later, I tried it again on my own. It wasn’t as big as either of you, but I did like it. Even better when I did it myself. But I loved what Davide did to you yesterday. I could feel how good it was for you.”

Fuck. He couldn’t decide if he wanted to hunt down that friend she’d trusted or thank them for opening her mind. “It can be that good for you, love. If you give him permission to get you ready.”

“Yes. Please.”

Cam leaned back against the arm of the couch, draping her over his chest. Her nipples dragged through the hair on his chest and teased his sensitive skin. Her breasts were full and soft against him, but he resisted their temptation and caressed her shoulders, needing her relaxed for this. “Breathe, Bailey.”

“You’ve done this together before.”

It wasn’t a question, but Cam still addressed it honestly. “We’ve been together a long time, so yes, we’ve shared women before. But none of those experiences come close to this. To you. We’ve never needed anyone until you.”

“Oh. Okay.”

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