Page 151 of Finding Peace
Lawson’s grip on me softens, one hand sliding up my side to steady me while the other brushes slow, grounding strokes against the side of my ass. Lincoln leans in first, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to my lips—so different from the intensity that burned in his eyes only moments ago as he ravaged me. It makes my chest physically ache.
“Such a good girl,” he murmurs against my mouth, his voice low and warm.
Lawson’s lips find the bite mark I’m sure I have on the back of my shoulder. He peppers it with kisses, as if he were willing them to makethe spot ache a little less. “You did so well, Honey,” he whispers. The praise sinks deep, wrapping around me and settling into my soul.
Carefully, they guide me off of Lawson’s lap and ease me onto the bed next to him. The shift is slow and deliberate—both of them making sure I don’t fall too far or too fast from where I just was.
As soon as I settle against the sheets, Jasper is there, stepping into the space Lincoln leaves behind. Except he doesn’t stand over me for long. He drops to his knees, his hands sliding up my thighs, his green eyes dark now—focused on the mixture of what Lincoln, Lawson, and I just did pooling between my legs.
“Jasper… what are you—”
He doesn’t speak. A deep growl rumbles through his chest before he leans forward, and whatever thought I had left in my head dissolves all at once as he runs his tongue through my folds.
“Holy shit—” My voice breaks as my fingers wind through his dark strands. I’m caught somewhere between not believing he’s doing this and never wanting him to stop.
And when he slides his tongue into my throbbing pussy and moans against me, I know it’s the latter.
Jasper eats my pussy like a man starving.
He ravishes me.
Tastes me.
Consumesme.
My next release comes out of nowhere. But in no time at all, my hips begin to move on their own accord. His hold on my waist is bruising as I shatter against his face.
I’m gasping for breath as he lifts his face and smiles up at me. His mustache and the stubble along his jaw are covered in a mixture of our release.
“Come up here,” I gasp—desperately reaching for him.
He chuckles, but climbs up my body willingly—careful not to put any weight on me.
His lips crash against mine. Our tongues dance against one another. He devours my mouth just like he was my pussy. And when he gasps for breath, I whisper against his lips. “I can’t believe you just did that.”
He nips at my bottom lip. “I wanted a taste of my girl. Nothing was gonna stop me from gettin’ it.”
My hands roam down his muscular back as he rocks against me. It’s only then that I realize he’s naked now, too.
“Ready to have some fun, Red?” he asks me playfully.
As tired as my body feels. I know I want more. I want him. I want Beau.
“Hell yeah, I am.”
In one swift motion, Jasper carefully flips me over, so I’m on all fours. I let out a small giggle when he gives my ass a light smack, and when I glance up, I find Beau—also naked now—climbing onto the bed.
He doesn’t need to ask. I already know what he wants.
He sprawls out on his back, and I crawl toward him. Slowly. Deliberately. When I reach his thigh, I lean in and trail my tongue up his skin, moving higher with unhurried confidence. Over his lean waist, up the carved lines of his abdomen, across his nipple, and along the edge of his sharp jaw.
When I reach his mouth, I press a firm, dramatic kiss to his lips. He lets out a quiet chuckle as he sweeps my hair to one side.
“Hiya, Darlin’,” he murmurs.
I giggle again. Leave it to Beau and Jas to make me laugh during a five-way.
“Hi, Baby.”
