Page 130 of Break the Ice
I need more.
As I adjust myself, trying to angle back my hips so she can’t feel how badly I want and I need, her nails bite deeper. That sharp, unexpected lance of pain sparks through me, deep into my core, tightening my grip on her waist with the hot ripple of goosebumps all over my skin.
Fuck, I silently groan, breathing out the overwhelming shock of pleasure over her face. When my stare meets Jayden’s again, I find him watching me. Watchingus.
His shoulders bob with the erratic rise and fall of his chest. The heat of his shallow breaths blusters across Finley’s hair, filling my lungs with the fruity scent of her shampoo, spiced with a hint of licorice from the gum he chews.
I’m totally swept up in them as my hands trace over the side of her body, pausing for a beat when my fingertips graze Jayden’s. His sudden gasp brings my eyes back to his while I continue my trail to Finley’s face. She’s trembling all over. Something that adds to the excitement of the moment.
Theenormityof it.
Christ, she’s so supple. So warm. Soneedy.
There’s an urgency to the way her hands flatten to my back, roaming upwards at the same time as I grip her face in both hands and tilt it to mine. The yearning for more overtakes every other sense and all the reasoning in me when her knees buckle at the stroke of my thumb across the wet seam of her lips.
She feels so damn beautiful, so perfect in my hands that it hollows out my stomach some more, leaving me hungry… fucking starved.
The tip of my nose touches hers at the same time as Jayden peppers kisses across her forehead. With every breath, I lean closer, my eyes darting up to Jayden’s lips. And then, her half-lidded eyes flutter open on mine as my lips find hers and I lick into her mouth.
I’m so desperate to taste her. To touch Finley and be closer to her… to Jayden…
His fingers interlace with mine on her waist, and all I can do is claw deeper into her skin. And with each circle of my tongue with hers, my grip grows tighter. Needing more of this. Of them.
Until the world disappears.
My fears dissipate.
The insidious whisper of my nightmare is silent.
It’s just me, Finley, and Jayden, and nothing has ever felt so perfect. So right. So meant to be.
CHAPTER 40
FINLEY
It’s impossible to focus on anything but the weight of Jayden’s arm around my shoulders and the firm grip of Eli’s hand around mine as he strokes the inside of my wrist with his thumb.
I’m certain that if I breathe too deep, the swell of my emotions will squeal out of me.
The buzz from Elijah’s and Jayden’s kisses is still thrumming through me as the movie comes to an end hours later and we sit here staring at the hardly touched popcorn bowl on the coffee table.
I want to askwhat now, except I’m afraid that if they’ve had time to think, Eli and Jayden would realize how crazy this is. The idea of the two of them being mine.
A part of me thinks it’s selfish. It reminds me of all the scriptures I was taught. How God made a man for every woman. One man for one woman.
One man.
Thing is, Elijah and Jayden are two sides of the same coin. Whether they acknowledge it or not, they complete each other. It’s why they’re so naturally in sync.
Like when they kissed me.
Jayden’s tender pecks to my forehead and that one lingering nip below my ear while Elijah’s tongue twirled with mine in between savored pulls of my lips. It didn’t feel like I was being pulled back and forth between them. It was different and overwhelming. Like their energies colliding inside me.
I’ve never felt so full and at peace. Like finally my skin was perfect for me, and?—
The blare of Elijah’s alarm pulls me from my thoughts.
“Bedtime,” he groans, silencing his phone.
