“I wanted to be first, but I just had to go and get pizza. My momma always told me my gut would get me in trouble.” He kissed the side of her face and then turned back to Rafe. “Give me a show, buddy.”
The minute the words left Cam’s mouth, Rafe thrust in.
Laura groaned at the invasion. He filled her, stretched her taut. He worked his dick in, thrusting back and forth with determination, trying to get in.
“You’re so tight, bella . How long?” Laura didn’t pretend to misunderstand. He was filling her, making her ache with longing. “Years.”
She’d paid attention to her career. The FBI was a rough environment. It was still, in many ways, a good old boys’ club. She was a younger woman. She’d known if she’d wanted anyone to take her seriously, she couldn’t date another agent. The job was so demanding that she didn’t have time to meet anyone, and after meeting Rafe and Cam, she hadn’t really wanted to.
“I’m glad, bella.” Rafe leaned over and kissed her while he pulled on her hips and thrust in to his balls. She could feel them resting against her skin.
“I told you she’s been living like a nun.” Cam spoke quietly.
Laura turned slightly, and Cam was looking down. He was watching the place where Rafe’s cock disappeared into her pussy. His eyes were sleepy, and Laura could see his cock was pressing against his jeans. Something about Cam watching made her feel ridiculously sexy. He ran his tongue over his plump lips.
“He likes it, bella.” Rafe’s voice had gone hoarse. His hands trembled as he pushed her back so her body was laid out on the counter like a feast about to be devoured. “I think you like it, too.” Laura wrapped her legs around his hips and thrust her pelvis up.
There was way too much discussion going on. Her pussy was begging, and Rafe just held himself there. Now that she knew Cam wasn’t going to hate her, she wanted to move on. “I like it. I would like it a whole lot more if you would fuck me.” A rough look crossed Rafe’s face. His hands tightened on her hips and he pushed in even further, impaling her as far as his cock would go. “Demanding little thing. Lucky for you, I’m in a mood to be giving.”
He pulled out almost to the brink and thrust back in with a powerful swivel of his hips. Laura gasped. It felt so good, so right to have him deep inside her. He rammed his cock into her, his beautiful head thrown back as he fucked her. Over and over, he thrust, his cock hitting someplace deep in her pussy that she’d never known existed. It made her shake. Rafe adjusted his stance and thrust in one last time with a groan as he fingered her clit and sent her over the edge.
Laura let the orgasm pulse across her flesh. Rafe was still thrusting, holding their hips together as he pumped out his own orgasm. His whole body went rigid, and then he let himself fall forward so they were chest to chest.
“Thank you, bella. I’ve waited a long time for that.” He kissed her and then pushed himself up.
Laura started to struggle to get up, but suddenly strong arms lifted her off the counter, and she was cradled against a big, muscular chest.
“He was rough on you, baby,” Cam said, a hint of rebuke in his voice as he cuddled her close. Laura threw her arms around his neck.
Cam hadn’t given her a chance to fix her skirt. Her bare ass was hanging out, but Cam started toward the hallway. “He didn’t even get your clothes off. What was he thinking?” Laura was dazed as he kicked open the door to her bedroom and gently laid her on the queen-size bed. Only the light from the hallway penetrated the bedroom. Cam’s body was a huge shadow towering over her, but his hands were gentle as he reached out for the buttons of her blouse.
“I wasn’t thinking,” Rafe said, stepping into the doorway and blocking the light. “I just wanted to get inside her.”
Rafe flipped the light on, and Laura got a good look at him. He’d shed his shirt and his slacks. He walked into the room wearing nothing but his dark cotton boxers. Cam’s hands released the buttons on her blouse and smoothed it back, his touch light against her skin.
After the storm of making love with Rafe, Cam was so soft and tender that Laura relaxed into the bed.
It seemed unreal, like a fever dream, but she didn’t want to wake up. Her body was humming with satisfaction, and now another wave of arousal swept over her. As Cam looked down, she got restless with desire. Cam was here. Rafe was here. They weren’t rejecting her.
“And I want to make it last,” Cam said quietly. He sat on the bed beside her. “I want to see her. I’ve waited so long to see her without all these clothes.”
Cam was different than she’d expected. He was so big and badass that his sudden tenderness really disarmed her. When she’d thought about making love with Cameron Briggs, she’d imagined it would be wild and tempestuous, but emotion flowed from Laura as Cam flicked open the front clasp of her bra and uncovered her breasts. His eyes flared, and his hand trembled slightly as he brought it to her breast.
He grazed the peaks with his fingertips. Laura groaned as her nipples tightened under his touch.
“Do you want me to go away?”
Rafe stood at the edge of the bed. His eyes shifted from her to Cam. There was an awkward hesitance in his stance that she’d never seen before. Rafe was always confident.
Cam turned slightly, and Laura got the feeling that Rafe hadn’t been talking to her. He was talking to Cam. “Do you want to stay?”
“I do. I wasn’t sure I would, but I do. I want to watch you with her.”
Cam nodded. “Then stay. But we’ll have a lot to talk about come morning.”
Laura would have asked about that, but Cam leaned over and put his mouth on her breast. She couldn’t think past that tongue licking on her flesh. He was stretched out beside her, still dressed. The rough denim rasped against her side. She wanted him on top of her, but he held back. Laura wiggled, the sensation causing her to move. Cam’s hand came down on her arms.
“Don’t move, sweetheart. I want to enjoy you. Let me make you feel good.” He spoke the words against her skin, lighting it up with prickles of fire.
Laura relaxed and let her hands find his hair. Cam kept his golden hair short, but it was soft, so soft. The lips at her nipple suddenly pulled and tugged. She felt the soft scrape of his teeth on her flesh. He sucked the nipple into his mouth and lavished it with affection. He whirled his tongue around and around before kissing his way to the opposite breast and starting the process again.
She was helpless to do anything. Where Rafe had been aggressive and quick, Cam was slow and seductive. Time seemed to still as he played with her. He licked and nipped at her breasts while his hands ran all over her torso. He finally kissed his way up to her neck and nuzzled her there.
“You’re killing me,” Laura managed to whisper. He was making her tremble. Her every nerve was past ready for him to move to her center, but he kissed the curve of her neck and ran his tongue along the shell of her ear.
“No, I’m enjoying you.” The words were spoken softly into her ear. The heat of his breath was just another decadent sensation to be had. “You see, I know that Rafe is the gourmet. I know I sit in a fancy restaurant like an idiot and order a hamburger when I could have something froufrou. I’m not that classy. I don’t care what wine tastes like as long as it gets me drunk, but this—this I want to savor. I’m a connoisseur of you, sweetheart.”