Page 9 of Wicked Love
“It was a little strange,” he said, and I narrowed my eyes at him.
Maddie cracked a laugh and sat up in bed, allowing the sheets to fall to her waist. “I can always count on Dexter to have my back.”
She’d slept in the tank top she’d had on under her sweater but taken off her bra, her nipples lightly pebbled against the thin fabric. My dick twitched to attention at the sight.
“Hmph,” I said in mock-annoyance, and sat down on the bed to grab one of her feet. “But I have your foot.”
I dug my thumbs into the arch in a firm massage, and Maddie relaxed back on her hands, flexing her ankle. “Feel free to keep having it if that’s what you’re going to do with it. I hope the couch wasn’t too uncomfortable.”
“It was fine,” I said, and teased my thumb over her toes. “Of course, I’d have enjoyed sharing this bed with you even more, but I don’t think we’d have gotten much sleep that way.”
Amusement warmed Maddie’s expression. “Is that so?”
“Oh, definitely. So I made that immense sacrifice for the sake of our health. But of course now that wehavegotten some sleep…”
I let my hands slide over her ankle to her calf. She’d taken off her jeans to sleep, and my fingers kneaded silky skin. She mustn’t have anything on beneath the sheet other than her panties. My cock got even harder just picturing her.
Maddie hummed happily. “I’m so curious to see what you have in mind.” Her eyelids had lowered, but she lifted them again to glance at Dexter, who was still standing by the corner of the bed, his hands at his sides. “And did you have big plans too?”
Her tone immediately gentled when she spoke to him, and a rush of affection swept through me. It was obvious she understood how uncertain he was about this kind of intimacy. She didn’t want to force anything on him too quickly.
She got him in a way so many other women hadn’t—she appreciated what made him such an amazing guy, weird or not. How couldInot love that about her?
Dexter’s tongue flicked over his lips again, his gaze glued to her. “Absolutely. If you’d like both of us.”
A brilliant smile stretched across her face. “Both sounds pretty amazing. Come here?”
It was definitely a question, not a demand, but Dexter moved as if pulled toward her. He knelt on the bed, his eyes never leaving her face. I half expected him to freeze up, for me or Maddie to have to encourage him onward, but he had more confidence than he’d given himself credit for. He raised his hand to stroke her cheek and then lowered his head to claim her mouth.
His kiss gave Maddie all the encouragement she must have needed to wind her arm around the back of his neck. As she kissed him back, I tugged the sheet off her legs and bent down to press my mouth to her shin.
My hands traveled farther, over her knee and partway up her thigh, massaging the whole way. Maddie let out her first small groan of pleasure against Dexter’s lips. He made a strained sound of his own and kissed her harder.
Oh, it looked like my friend was a fast learner, all right.
He moved his mouth from her lips to her jaw and then down her neck as Maddie tipped her head back to give him better access. A sly smirk crossed my face.
“Use your teeth too,” I suggested. “Just a little nip here and there. She likes that.” As I well knew from the fun I’d had with her before.
Dexter must have taken my advice, because Maddie’s next breath came out stuttered. “That’s playing dirty.”
I chuckled. “That’sexactlywhat it is. But you’ll reap all the benefits.”
I slid my hands even higher, caressing the skin just below the apex of her thighs. Maddie squirmed at my touch, and I thought I could see a patch of dampness already forming on her peach-pink panties. My mouth watered at the thought of tasting her there like I had before. But I didn’t want to take over the encounter too much, not while Dexter was still getting used to the idea of us sharing her.
Instead, I simply grazed the tips of my fingers over her pussy through the fabric. Maddie whimpered and dug her fingers into Dexter’s curls. He didn’t object when she yanked his mouth back to hers.
I fondled her lightly through her panties as their kisses turned more passionate. Dexter pulled away, but with no sign of being overwhelmed. He was keeping up better than I’d expected after his earlier doubts.
He worked both his hands under her tank top across her toned stomach and tugged the fabric up. Maddie raised her arms and let him peel the shirt off of her. Both he and I paused, taking in the expanse of pale skin he’d bared. Her breasts bounced slightly as she adjusted her position next to him, her rosy nipples perked.
Dexter cupped his hand around one breast and swiveled his thumb over the nipple to draw it to a stiffer peak. Maddie let out an eager murmur, a flush spreading up her neck and across her cheeks.
I wanted to be up there with her too, sucking those little noises into my mouth with a kiss, tasting those soft mounds, but somehow it was even more electrifying to watch Dexter work her over.
“Use your mouth too,” I said raggedly. He could pleasure her on my behalf too.
When he dropped his head to suck the peak of her other breast between his lips, I resumed my delicate caresses between Maddie’s legs. As her grip on Dexter’s hair tightened, her eyes rolled upward with a moan. I couldn’t help grinning even while my erection strained against my boxers.
