panties. The neat triangle of hair between her legs beckoned him, but he needed to look at something else, first. There were more scars on her left thigh. The rest of her appeared blissfully untouched.
He rubbed a hand lightly over the thigh. “Mostly on the extremities, then?”
She nodded.
“Is that skin sensitive? I mean, it looks like it should be.”
Miranda nodded again. “It is. Thank you for asking.”
Dean clasped her waist. “Just making sure. I’ll save my bite marks for your tummy and these—” He unclasped her bra and her full breasts sprang free. “God, Miranda! Have I mentioned how gorgeous you are?”
She laughed. “Not that I recall. You might have to say it a few more times.”
He cupped both breasts and buried his face between them. “I’ll say it all night long. These are fucking amazing. You are just flat-out stunning. Get on the bed, on your back. I’ve got some promises to keep.”
She snapped the band of his briefs. “Only if you lose these.”
“As you wish.” He yanked them off and tossed them across the room. His cock bobbed in gratitude.
“Oh, Dean. You’re beautiful too. And huge! Fucking huge!”
He grinned. “He’s happy. And if you think he’s happy now, just wait. He’s going to get a whole lot happier.”
She scrambled onto the bed and lay back.
Dean eyed her with amazement. He massaged her toes before working his way up, kissing every inch of visible skin, finally settling between her legs. He parted her dark thatch of hair and widened the spread of her legs.
Miranda whimpered.
He grinned. She was fixing to do better than that. Much better . One lick had her tender nub quivering. He drew the bud between his lips and sucked, then returned to licking. Long, languorous strokes, which he interspersed with light, fast flicks.
She bucked beneath him, hips going wild.
“Mmm,” he growled into her pussy. “You taste so good, Miranda. I want to feel you come. Shatter for me, baby. Let me see how beautiful you look when you explode.”
Her gasps and pants increased as she turned her head from side to side.
Dean saw something out the corner of his eye and glanced over to see Kyle watching from the doorway. His face was flushed, and there was already a large bulge in his jeans. He’s as turned on as we are! Smiling, intensely satisfied, Dean slowed his pace and kissed the inside of her thigh.
“Don’t stop!” she cried out. “I’m so close.”
“Your surprise is here, pretty lady.” Dean squeezed her legs. “Open your eyes for a second.”
He watched her comply and saw her startled expression when she spotted Kyle.
His gaze was on her, but he’d reached in his jeans and was fondling himself. “Got room for one more?”
She glanced at Dean, who raised his brows, amused. “It’d be pretty fucking hot.” His gut churned for the few moments it took her to decide. He thought he knew what she’d do, and he’d instructed Kyle to show up just before she climaxed, so she’d be in an aroused state of need. Dirty pool, he realized, but he desperately wanted her to accept Kyle joining them. He held his breath.
Her gaze went back and forth between the two men.
Kyle pulled his shaft free and continued to stroke it up and down. “Hotter than a firecracker,” he agreed, voice breathy.
Miranda inhaled then blew out the breath. She looked at Dean. “You, keep going.” To Kyle she said, “You, get that thing over here. No time to undress. I’m coming soon, and I want you in my mouth.”
Dean’s heart soared. He grinned at Kyle as he scrambled to do as she ordered.
“Bossy little thing, isn’t she?” he muttered jovially, then gasped as she drew his cock between her lips.
“You have no idea.” Dean winked at his lover then dove face first between her legs. She was going to get the pussy-licking of her life for what she’d just agreed to. That, and so much more.
Chapter Four
Kyle knelt on the bed next to her and groaned as she