Page 40 of Ruthless

“What do you mean?”

“We act just like any emergency response team—take note of a situation that could potentially be a problem and get ourselves ready to act. We don’t anticipate because you can’t possibly know what he might do. Just be flexible. You monitor Jimmy’s situation, and we’ll keep listening to what Kayla tells us,” said Ronan.

“If we need to act, if we can think of a positive step to take, we’ll take it,” said Jett. “As long as he isn’t in danger, it’s best to wait and see. Remember, I’ve been there, Tessa. The system is not a home. If Willow’s parents hadn’t been decent people and gotten me soon enough to make a difference, who knows what might have happened to me? I was the exception, not the rule. Right now, Jimmy has a home and a father he seems to care about. It seems like he’s more afraidforhis father thanofhim.”

She looked in Jett’s eyes and melted. He was right—caring didn’t necessarily mean acting. Not until the time was right. “Waiting is hard. I need help to be patient.” She looked at Ronan, put her hand on his cheek, and let herself be drawn into those amazing eyes. “I need your help. I need both of you.”

He studied her face as Jett shifted closer. “Are you sure?”

Knowing he understood made her heart pound faster. Was she sure? She wasn’t sure about much of anything except this one thing, her desire for them.She opened her mouth and let herself say it. “Yes, I’m sure.”

Ronan leaned forward and kissed her as Jett pushed aside her hair, and his lips started to explore the back of her neck. The shock of Ronan’s warm lips on hers sent a shock wave through her, and she trembled when sensations skittered down her spine as Jett started to suck lightly on the back of her neck.

When she returned the gentle kiss, it grew inflamed and impassioned, setting her on fire. Ronan had his arms around her, holding her, as Jett’s stomach pressed against her back. He brought up his hands to cup her breasts from behind, and she arched her back.

As Jett massaged her breasts, Ronan began tugging at her clothing, though his mouth never left hers. His touch became urgent; the feel of his hands on her bare skin as he opened her shirt to let Jett directly caress her breasts was overwhelming. Her breathing was shallow, and she gasped when Ronan bent to take a nipple in his mouth to suck it hard, displacing Jett’s hand in the process.

With her shirt open he pushed her deeper into Jett’s embrace and did the same to the other creamy breast. Jett’s fingers returned to strum the nipple Ronan had abandoned, and she whimpered as she strained against them.

As he broke the kiss, though she tried to pull him back, Ronan’s hands moved down to her waist and began undoing her jeans, unsnapping them and pulling the zipper down. As he tugged her jeans down her hips, he ran hot kisses down from her breasts, over her belly, allowing her to realize why he’d stopped kissing her.

Jett’s fingers at her jaw got her attention, and she turned her head to face him, accepting the kiss he offered. It strained her neck a bit, but she barely noticed any discomfort as his tongue plunged into her mouth, tasting her deeply while one of his hands continued to fondle her nipple.

Ronan tipped up her legs and pulled her jeans out from under her and then tossed them aside and attacked her white cotton panties, doing the same with them. She was a sodden mess, but she was so overwhelmed with stimuli from two lovers that she couldn’t fully distinguish who did what, or how to respond.

She lay on the couch, exposed to Ronan, feeling deliciously vulnerable. Jett switched his hand to her other breast and deepened the kiss, biting her lower lip with a delicious sting as Ronan slid his hands under her ass cheeks and nudged his face between her legs.

She gasped, and Jett’s mouth stole the sound. The stubble on Ronan’s cheeks burned her thighs, and then his wet, fiery tongue kissed her moist lips, tasting the tender flesh of her pussy. She moaned and hooked her legs over his shoulders, digging her heels into his back and arching hers as he began to devour her, sending sparks through her that ignited fires that hadn’t burned in far too long.

Her changed position caused her to lose contact with Jett’s mouth, but he turned his attention to her earlobe. His tongue was skilled and precise, and she’d never realized it could be such an erogenous zone. Pleasure from so many sources swept over her, and she surrendered. She let Ronan’s tongue, and then fingers, tease her pussy, and then Jett’s mouth was at her breast as he shifted her and changed his position, sending her mind reeling. As Ronan pleasured her with his fingers, his tongue found her clitoris and attacked it, making her body convulse in that sweet agony that led her upwards, winding her up into a hard ball of emotion, until it abruptly released. Jett seemed to realize the penultimate moment before her release because his lips clamped more firmly around her nipple while his hand squeezed the other. It would have been too much if she hadn’t been on the precipice, but it was just what she needed to fly over.

She came with a shriek as the long-dormant volcano of passion exploded inside her. She dug her heels into Ronan’s back as he continued to work his fingers and tongue inside her as she rode her orgasm to the end and sagged, limp and gasping under his face. She could feel Jett still tending to her nipples, but much lighter now.

Ronan rose up, kissing his way up her naked body to suckle her breasts, first one, then the other as Jett shifted out from under her. She whimpered as he moved away from her, reaching for him.

“I’m not going anywhere, darlin’,” said Jett with a wink as he maneuvered around to change positions to occupy Ronan’s former perch. She moaned as he lowered his mouth, his lips exploring her puffed pussy lips with tender strokes, obviously understanding she was still sensitive.

When Ronan sat up, his face shiny with her juices, she reached up to unbutton his shirt and touch her fingers to his hard chest. It was so hard to concentrate on any task but losing herself in the sensations Jett’s mouth evoked, but she wanted to see him—both of them—bared to her.

Ronan rose, standing in front of the couch, his eyes glued to her as he began undoing his jeans. She held her breath as he pulled them off, and when he moved over her, his knee spreading her legs apart, she reached for his hard cock, feeling its incredible heat. He was large, and his shaft was swollen with a desire she shared.

A drop of precum leaked from the tip, so she bent her head forward to catch it on her tongue. He put a thigh over the back of the couch to bring his cock closer to her mouth, and Tessa took it inside as Jett continued to lick her slit.

She cuddled his erection in her cheeks for a moment, just holding him as he moaned. She started to tease Ronan’s cock with light strokes of her tongue, but she couldn’t maintain a playful demeanor. She was too lost in passion and sensation. Instead, she took all of him into her mouth in one long swallow, straining to accept it until he hit the back of her throat.

“Fuck, Tessa.” Ronan shimmied his hips a bit, and then he began to rock in and out of her throat as she maintained suction. Tessa wanted to do more for him, but it was all she could manage with the onslaught overtaking her.

She sucked harder on Ronan as Jett started sucking her clit. His pressure had increased, and he carried her over into another orgasm that was as intense as the last one. She cried out from the force of it, losing suction with Ronan’s cock before she reclaimed his shaft. She sucked more determinedly as she rocked against Jett’s face, savoring every aftershock of the release.

Ronan’s cock shuddered inside her mouth, and his hand tightened in her hair. He spasmed a second before the first jets of his hot seed hit the back of her tongue. Tessa moaned with throaty delight, taking every last drop from him.

As she did so, she felt Jett’s cock brush against her slit. She felt latex, and she ached to have him inside her. She put her legs around him and held his cock, guiding it to her pussy lips, working it between them. When she felt the head enter, she put her hands on Ronan’s hips, since it was the closest perch.

His cock had been softening in her mouth, but it seemed to regain its former vigor as Jett filled her, and she whimpered at the sensation of being filled after too long being empty. Ronan looked down at her, cupping her cheeks, and his gaze was full of adoration.

Jett drove his hips down, forcing that marvelous cock into her. He filled her with it, tucking his hands under her ass and pulling her pelvis against his, burying himself inside her, letting her feel its heat going deeper as he penetrated her. And then, he began to ride her. They moved together as his powerful thrusts rammed all his length into her, taking her in long strokes and moving with increasing speed.

She continued to hold Ronan’s cock in her mouth, slowly sucking and licking as she teased him toward a second release over the next several minutes. She tried to watch his face, enjoying the way passion twisted it, but the sensations generated by Jett’s hard shaft soon distracted her. She was rapidly getting far too aroused to think about anything but how wonderfully he was taking her. As his piston-like thrusts drove her mad, she tightened her mouth around Ronan. He hissed, making her wonder if she’d scraped him with her teeth, but if so, it hadn’t stopped him, because he came in her mouth a second time seconds later.

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