Page 99 of High Seduction
“Terrible time until about two seconds ago. Now my heart’s arrived, and I can breathe again.”
The resulting flutter in her belly shouldn’t have come so easily. He was nothing if not a charmer. “You’ve got the silver tongue of your Irish forebears, that’s for sure.”
“It’s good for more than pretty compliments, if you need any ideas.” Tim winked as he leaned up on his elbows, Matt at his side.
The game changed. She examined them carefully as she’d done outdoors, the way she would if this were a rescue situation and she were in charge.
Thereweresmall clues when she really looked. Tim’s gaze remained on her face ninety percent of the time, but when it slipped away, it lingered on her breasts. Matt full-out stared when he forgot—
What did they want? It was fairly easy to know right now, so what the hell. Erin wrapped her fingers around the bottom edge of her T-shirt and shimmied it up a couple inches.
Tim leaned forward. Matt gave up pretending he was looking anywhere but at her chest.
The naked gap shifted higher, fabric caressing her breasts. “How’s the water?” she asked.
“Getting hotter,” Tim quipped.
She paused, changed her mind, and dropped her hands to her waistband.
The sheer disappointment pouring off the guys grew tangible. “Don’t stop on my account,” Matt muttered.
“This will work even better,” she promised. Erin slipped the fabric off her hips, going down to her panties as she stepped out of her pants and left them puddled on the deck.
She definitely had their attention.
The T-shirt hung to midthigh, covering her bra and panties. “Decision time,” she announced.
Tim reluctantly dragged his gaze off her legs and back to her face. “Are you deciding which of us to fuck first? Because I don’t care, as long as fucking is involved.”
“So impatient. I’m still dressed.” She moved to the very edge of the pool and stroked his forearm with a foot, delicately balanced on one leg. “I’m wearing three pieces of clothing. You get to choose one for me to take off, and Matt chooses one. Whatever you don’t pick, stays on.”
“Choose well, my young apprentice,” Matt intoned, and the rising sexual tension broke into laughter.
Tim raised a brow. “You’re creative, I’ll say that much.”
“You’ll need to be creative as well, depending on what you decide to leave behind.”
He watched her face, and there was a question in his eyes, but his amusement went far deeper than the frustration she’d seen this morning. He was both turned on and having fun, andshe’ddone that. She’d made the decision that brought them here.
Tim held out his hand. “Panties. I can fuck you around them, but there’s too many things to do where they’ll get in the way.”
Matt snorted. “I was going to say the same thing, but I have another idea.” He smiled up at her. “Bra. Let’s see you take it off without removing your shirt as well.”
“Smart man,” Tim commented with approval.
She was already moving, reaching under her shirt and undoing hooks. She slipped a hand into her sleeve and tugged one strap over her elbow, repeating the other side and pulling the bra off through the sleeve. It took less than ten seconds.
Their expressions were priceless.
“What? You’ve never seen a woman take off her bra like that before?”
They both shook their heads, utter disbelief on their faces. She tossed the fabric aside, then motioned for Tim to come forward.
“You want my panties? Take them off me, then,” she ordered.
He was out of the pool in one motion, water streaming off his broad shoulders and down his body. He stalked toward her with animal lust in his eyes. His cock was primed, hard and rising toward his belly. He knelt at her feet and gazed up, a proud smile and the haze of lust mixing into one. “It’s not so bad, is it? Being in charge?”
She answered him just as quietly. “Not bad, but yes, you were right. It’s a different mind-set.”
