Page 55 of High Seduction
Sweet mercy, she was going to die. Erin worked on her breathing as Tim reclined on the couch and proceeded to torment her with the damn remote control.
What did he mean,explore?
He didn’t give her time to adjust. Matt asked some innocent question, and Tim flipped the vibrator to an uneven pulse. She answered, unable to keep her words from trembling.
Matt held out a goblet filled with gold liquid, wrapping her fingers around the glass. “Let your body heat warm the brandy. That’s the best way.”
His strong hands lingered on hers as he waited for her to take hold. Erin checked over her shoulder, but Tim was still smiling as he observed. Matt held out a second glass and Erin reached for it.
The pulse between her legs bounded to high as Tim changed vibrator speeds again, and a moan ripped free from her lips, a quiver rocking her. The brandy shook, sloshing over the edge onto her and Matt’s fingers. Cool liquid over heated flesh.
“Now you’ve got the brandy at true body temperature,” Tim teased. Then his words turned husky, much lower than usual. “Matt, don’t let it go to waste.”
Erin froze, then let the wildfire racing over her burn. Tim was in charge, and while this wasn’t what she would have picked—hell,yeah.
Matt lifted her hand and while they both still held the glass, he slowly licked the brandy clean. Silvery grey eyes stared into hers as his tongue stroked the sensitive area between her fingers.
Decadence. Animal attraction. She wasn’t sure if she was turned on because Tim had started her motor ages ago, or if the lure of the supposedly forbidden was going to destroy her right where she stood.
Matt hummed happily as he sucked her fingers clean one at a time. Heat rolled from his body, his broad shoulders shifting slightly as he turned her toward Tim.
“Don’t forget you have a glass in the other hand as well,” Matt warned. “Or perhaps, do forget. If you spill more, I’m willing to help clean up. Any time. Anywhere.”
Tim sprawled on the couch, the heavy bulge at his groin far too obvious as Erin found her footing and stumbled across the short distance between them. Any sense of knowing what was going on had vanished completely, and she waited, nearly breathless, to find out what would happen next.
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Every step forward they took just encouraged him to go faster. Tim had planned to keep things slow to avoid going into overload, but Erin had not only taken his simple commands in stride, she was blossoming.
With Matt a willing participant, the possibilities for the next two days were endless.
But first, Tim would stick to his original plans for the evening.
Erin passed him his drink and settled gingerly beside him. He’d turned the vibrator down again, but not off, and as her ass met the couch she made another one of those noises that melted his spine.
“Feel free to put your feet on the couch. We don’t stand on ceremony around here.” Matt proved his point by sitting opposite them, kicking off his shoes before stretching his long limbs over the leather surface. “Tim, you said you and Erin work together. I guess this means you’re not available to go scuba diving with me in a month?”
“Probably not.” Tim eased Erin against his chest and stroked her hair softly. “I’ll need a little more warning for tropical getaways, but I have found a great place for a future whitewater trip if you’re game.”
“Awesome.” Matt sipped his brandy, then turned his gaze on Erin. “Your boyfriend is the source of endless hours of entertainment.”
Her low chuckle carried one-hundred-percent Erin attitude. “So I’m learning.”
That remark earned her a click on the remote control. He turned the vibrator to medium, a steady pulse that should have made her clit ache. He lifted her chin with a finger and kissed her, ignoring Matt, ignoring everything but her soft lips. She sighed as his tongue slipped into her mouth, and he tasted the sweet brandy she’d sipped only a moment earlier.
He caught her lower lip in his teeth briefly before easing back, staring into her eyes. “Entertainment. Pleasure. There’s so much to experience.”
She watched him carefully, as if eager to see what he would ask of her next. He stroked her cheek. “Soon,” he whispered.
“You’re killing me. I need... more.” She spoke softly as well, but when they turned back to the center of the room, Matt’s eyes were lust-filled and his gaze roamed freely over Erin.
Admiring. Wanting.
Tim deliberately took the conversation to general topics for a while. Dessert and coffee arrived as they discussed what there was to do in the area. How Matt had been keeping himself busy. All the while Erin tried to appear interested, but the constant squirming was a giveaway her mind wasn’t on the conversation.
Matt had just finished a story when Tim chose to move. “Would you excuse us? Erin hasn’t seen the view from the observation deck yet.”
“Take your time. The light switches for the gardens are on the south wall.” Matt swirled his brandy. “I’ll just top this up.”
