Page 73 of Rocky Mountain Desire
Zoë nodded. Jesse took her lips in a slow kiss, their tongues visibly touching as the young woman arched closer, lifting her hands around his neck. Jesse eased her to the floor and broke the kiss, whispering in her ear as he popped open her top buttons.
Matt shook his head and brought Hope with him to the loveseat. “Those boys—all eager to get to the end of the chase.”
Across the firelight Jesse stretched out to the right of the laughing young woman. Hope stared as he leaned closer and pressed his lips to her neck. There was a stir of something heated in Hope’s core as she watched them fooling around. Small touches, not too risqué, but enough she got hot watching. Beside her, Matt slipped his fingers into hers and pulled her closer. The guitar in the music strummed lightly, and Hope lifted her face toward Matt and eagerly accepted his kisses.
For a while there was nothing but a gentle crackle and the faint drift of wood smoke from the fire. Matt threaded his fingers into her hair, pulling tight and making her gasp with the touch of pain. He rubbed with the pads of his fingertips and eased the smarting, keeping their lips in contact.
Kissing wasn’t enough. She should suggest heading to his trailer so they could fool around, but she was reluctant to leave the warmth of the house. Lazy relaxation mixed together with rising desire. Hope curled her body against Matt’s and enjoyed all his long lean muscles pressed against her. Enjoyed the stroke of his lips over her cheek and the slow slide of his hand up her rib cage as he snuck a hand under her top and found her breast.
She should feel embarrassed to be groping like teenagers, all of them in the same room, but it felt too damn good to stop. Besides—no one was watching her and Matt. They were all into their own partners. Intimate kisses, nuzzling bodies. Motion caught her eye and she twisted toward the fire, a small gasp escaping.
Jesse was still with Zoë, but Joel stepped past and lay down on her other side. The woman rolled and eagerly kissed him as well, and a shiver raced over Hope’s skin.
Matt followed the direction of her gaze then chuckled lightly. “Those boys are going to be in a heap of trouble some day.”
There was nothing to say—besides, Hope’s tongue was stuck to the roof of her mouth, her breath stolen as she watched the twins touching one woman between them. She couldn’t tear her gaze away, not even when they removed Zoë’s top. Joel drew a hand down her torso and followed the motion with his lips.
Hope swallowed hard.Holy shit.
Matt twisted himself around, sitting up and facing her. “You like watching, do you?”
Hope hesitated for a second, then nodded.
“Come here.” Matt tugged her into his lap, arranging her legs on either side of his strong thighs. “I’ve seen it before. It’s not my kink, but if you want to watch, you go ahead. In the meantime, I’ve got my own things to play with.”
Hope stared over his shoulder for a moment, amazed that the boys were just going right ahead, right there. Licking and sucking Zoë’s breasts, fingers slipping over her now naked hips.
They certainly weren’t shy. Well, she wasn’t usually either, in terms of dancing, but this—this—was a whole ’nother beast altogether.
Her own top was untucked and lifted away. A cool breeze hit her heated flesh, but it wasn’t enough to make her want to stop. She gazed into Matt’s face and smiled. He only had eyes for her—fingers dancing delicately along her bra and bare skin. He traced the edge of the cups before moving over the center where her nipple was taut and tingling.
“You object to me taking this off? I want my mouth on your tits…”
Hope paused, glancing the opposite direction where Travis was disappearing into his room, a hand curled around his partner’s waist.
She looked back at the twins, and a sliver of her sister’s tirade returned.
Just wait until he suggests you have a threesome.
She’d given him complete control to do what he wanted with her, but she hadn’t meantthat. Opening the door to unlimited sex with Matt wasn’t the same thing as allowing more people to play with them.
And it wasn’t as if there was another guy she had to worry about right at that moment. But he obviously wasn’t stressed by his brothers’ behavior.
Maybe it was stupid to start qualifying things, but…
Matt stopped his thorough exploration of her neckline with his tongue. “What’s wrong? You’ve gone as stiff as a fencepost.”
His whispered question was accompanied by a caring expression. Hands gentle on her body, along the back of her neck.
“I…”Honesty. Damn it.“I don’t want to share you. Or be shared. You’re not going to ask me to do what…” Hope tilted her head toward the twins.
Matt glanced at his brothers then swore under his breath. The next second, he was carrying her out of the main room into the bedroom to the right of the stairs.
He sat on the bed and held her close, tighter than she understood why. He finally leaned away and shook his head. “No, a thousand, a million times no. There is no fucking way I’d let anyone touch you. No bloody way I’d accept you giving yourself to another man. Not while we’re together.”
“I didn’t think you… I mean, it’s just… I thought, maybe…” She squeezed her eyes closed and hoped she hadn’t mucked it all to hell and back. “Someone brought it up.”
Matt dragged a hand over his mouth then shook his head in frustration. “Tell me. Helen?”
