Page 57 of The Reluctant Siren
She nodded Niall’s way.
Jensen took his shirt off, tossing it aside. “I’ll hold herfor you. She likes to squirm.”
Harlow felt the bed tilt under her as Jensen climbed inbehind her, gripping her wrists and dragging her up the bed with him.
He was right. She was definitely going to squirm.
Chapter Ten
Niall had not expected that level of assistance fromhis best friend, but he was going with it. He could still taste her on histongue, still hear all those sweet sounds she’d made as he licked and suckedthat sweet pussy of hers. His cock was desperate, but he wasn’t about to simplyfall on her. He wanted to make this last, and he had something to prove.
Jensen was still in his jeans as he dragged Harlow againsthim. He sat with his back against the headboard and pulled her close, holdingher wrists in his hands and hooking her ankles with his, making her a treatlaid out for him.
The picture of the two of them together did something forhim. He worried at first that he would have to get used to this, to havinganother guy in bed with him, but this felt oddly natural. Like they were twopieces that fit together to give her a whole man.
Maybe that’s what they had always been.
They looked so gorgeous. Harlow and Jensen looked absolutelyperfect together, and he couldn’t miss the way his always shut down best friendwas kissing the curve of her ears, whispering to her. Telling her how stunningshe was, how much he was looking forward to getting inside her.
Harlow’s eyes were closed but she was so much more relaxedthan he’d seen her since the moment Jensen arrived.
This was what they needed. What they all needed. It had beenthe roughest of days and they lost a lot, but they might have found somethingnew, something that could work for all of them.
He had to convince them, and he would start by giving thatwoman her second much-needed orgasm of the night. He ditched his jeans andreached for the kit Jensen retrieved. He’d kind of meant to tie her up, butthey’d gotten a little out of control. She’d pushed him and he’d called her onit and responded exactly how he hoped she would—with grace and the love sheheld in her heart.
“How long has it been for you, baby?” Jensen asked.
Niall came back with the condom in time to see her flush.“It’s none of your business.”
Jensen needed to stop talking.
Niall dropped the condom on the bed because it was obviousshe was going to need more foreplay. Well, he hadn’t even sucked on her nipplesyet.
“I haven’t slept with anyone. Not even Niall, and apparentlythat’s a real possibility now,” Jensen murmured. “Twist her nipples. She likesa hard twist.”
“I do not.” She sounded flustered. “And this is not goingto…”
Niall placed himself between her legs and took a nipplebetween his thumb and forefinger and gave that pretty bud a hard twist.
Harlow gasped, and her eyes went soft and wide.
Oh, she so liked it. He leaned over and licked the abusedbutton and gently sucked on it, feeling Harlow’s breath hitch. “I boughtclamps. I’ve spent months buying clamps and ties and toys just for you.” Hegave the other nipple a nice twist, too. “Every class I’ve taken has been foryou.”
“I thought it was all for Jensen,” she snarked.
He nipped her, eliciting a soft scream. That was when herealized Jensen had done the same thing to her earlobe.
“Stop with the sarcasm, Harlow, or you’ll be over my lapagain and you won’t get a cock until you apologize prettily and maybe cry. Youknow you’re gorgeous when you cry,” Jensen said.
“I know you like to make me cry,” she practically snarledback.
This time he reached down and gently pinched her clit.
She nearly came off the bed.
“There is a time and a place for your reasonable anger withus, princess. This is not it,” Niall said. He hated the words about to come outof his mouth, but he had to give her the choice. His cock protested his senseof fairness. “Do you want to talk now? I’ve waited this long. I can handle atherapy session.”
“I don’t need a fucking therapy session,” she shot back, andthen her gaze softened. “This is all I can give you.”
