Give and Receive - Bundle (Books 1-2): New Adult Romance (8 page)

Well…somewhat.

He also knew she had pretty much figured out what he was doing. Surprising him by going along with it. Why, he would never know.

Ty had never been so glad to be wrong.

Especially when it resulted in so many other rewards.

He was pretty sure no one past him and Danny knew what they were doing. If they did, he realized he didn’t care.

He didn’t think Lena gave a damn either. She could stop this anytime she wanted, and it would be over. Neither of them would push her past anything she wasn’t comfortable with.

“Would you like to know a secret?”

Danny lifted his glass. Swirling the last piece of ice around.

Allowing it to briefly slide across his lips.

Finally slipping it into his mouth.

Ty frowned. This was
his
game.

Danny wasn’t supposed to be enjoying this.

“What secret, Danny?”

Lena sounded curiously stimulated. He leaned forward.

Whispering so softly, she had to strain to hear.

“I like them big too.

”

Lena bit down on the fleshy part of her lip.

She inhaled. Mouth parting open in shock…and arousal.

She felt Ty’s intake of breath behind her. Feeling his surprise. But surprise at what? That he said it, or that he said it to her? Did he mean what she thought he meant?

The visual of Danny, his beautiful sensuously, firm lips.

Surrounding, sucking, a veined, massive cock.

The image permeated her mind. Her mouth went dry.

Heat shooting straight from the top of her head to her toes. So wrong on so many levels. Lena didn’t care.

It was too late to stop now. Besides. This was what she wanted. Wrong or Right.

She made a pact with herself a long time ago. Answer to Lena and only Lena. Always please herself first.

No one else mattered.

And damned if she wasn’t going to indulge.

Tonight…just for tonight, she would play Ty’s game.

No rules…no boundaries. Just satisfaction.

The fact that Ty was the one responsible…Something she would obsess about later. Probably telling herself a million times over, just how stupid she was for giving in.

She wasn’t as clueless as Ty thought she was, either. She was more than aware of the sweltering chemistry blazing between them. Had been for years.

Ty had a magnetism hard to resist. Even for her. She knew, if given half an opportunity, he’d fuck her senseless.

And she would like it.

Senseless fucking. Reserved for groupies and whores. With nothing to lose, because

they lost their pride long ago.

Precisely the reason she never gave in.

Until now, of course.

Hypocrite.

It would be so easy to fall into that pattern with him. But she wasn’t looking to fuck up what they had over something physical. No matter how tempting.

She’d be wise to remember.

However, that was before this moment. This time. This night. Now, everything was different.

And what the fuck was going on between him and Danny? Danny looked like he wanted to run Ty over. Multiple times. Ty looked like he wanted to make him do just that.

And her? On edge. Like a motherfucker.

A taut bow string needing plucked.

Yet, here they all were.

In the back of her mind, she noted Elizabeth and Remy had disappeared. Gone for quite a while. She knew that bitch was fucking him. She just knew it. God. What a skank.

As for Remy, he was pretty much piece of shit material. She could never understand why they hired him in the first place.

He was lecherous. Leering. Uncouth. Uneducated. Unattractive…Un a bunch of things.

Ty’s mouth slid down her neck.

Jolting her back to reality.

She leaned further back into him. The currently stiffening hardness of his obviously impressive cock, pressing against her backside.

She became lost in his touch. Arching her back as he gently nipped her shoulder. Thinking of a hundred different things she wanted him to do to her. Even more that she wanted to do to him. It was all in her head, wasn’t it?

Her fantasy. So why couldn’t she enjoy? She could be anything she wanted. The star of the show. Reveled in the attention. Loved the adulation. Craved the pleasure.

She grabbed Ty’s glass, drinking from it. Licking across the exact area she saw him drink from.

Danny’s hooded gaze watched her. Dragging her tongue over the top once more, before taking another drink. Her tongue flicked out to lick her lips.

His hands dug into his thigh. His knuckles stretched, tightening under her watchful eyes.

“I haven’t thought about performing in a long time.” She said, to no one in particular. “I used to enjoy it.”

“Oh yeah?”

Ty’s hands caressed either side of her legs. His hands inching further and further up her thighs. Her skirt rode up exposing more of her damp, sweat-slickened, toffee-colored skin.

Danny’s throat went dry as he continued to look. Unable to tear his eyes away. She moved over Ty’s lap, ever so slightly. Ty’s guttural, low groan vibrating against her skin.

She was the hottest thing Danny had ever seen.

“What did you like most?” Ty’s voice was raspy, heated.

He couldn’t believe he was still coherent at this point.

Let alone forming complete sentences.

All he could think of was burying his face between her thighs. Savoring and tasting the sweet nectar of her pussy. He wanted to lap up every bit of her scorching wetness he felt through the fabric of his pants.

He wasn’t sure how much longer he could play this game.

Thank god she designed the place with all of this in mind. Naturally dark, with a fantasy element, appealing to those who wanted to…indulge a little further, yet still maintain their privacy. Simply put, you didn’t see anyone unless they wanted to be seen.

He would bet money she never expected to be the main attraction.

“I love the way it made me feel. In control. Powerful. It was like…” She was breathless now, trailing off.

Becoming lost in Danny’s eyes again. They drilled into her soul with a fiery intensity. Intimidating and terrifying.

Feeling Ty beneath her while Danny watched, was driving her crazy insane.

“Like what, baby…tell me what it was like.”

Ty pressed her hips down on top of him. Sliding his hips in a rocking motion.

“It was like…riding a dick. Setting the pace. Controlling the flow. Oh god…Did I say that out loud? Ty…
what in hell
are you doing to me?”

Ty slid his hands under her ass. Unzipping his jeans far enough so that beautiful, thick cock sprang free. He hitched up her skirt from the back so she wasn’t exposed in the front. Pulling her back down. Almost all in one movement.

They were flesh to flesh. Skin to skin.

Nothing separating them but free will.

He was but mere inches from being fully sheathed inside of her.

“What am I doing?” Ty murmured, repeating her question.

His mouth brushed her bare back. Shoving aside the strap of the skimpy top she wore. His lips blazed a path down her spine. Pausing, licking the salty taste of her skin to his mouth.

“I’m making it good for you, sweetheart.”

His hands slid under her skirt from behind. Parting her thighs.

“Tell me if you want me to. I want to make it so good for you, baby…but you have to tell me. What do you want, Lena?

Do you want me to touch you…like this?”

Ty’s fingers lightly brushed over her clit. She moaned, deep in her throat. Throbbing within her lower belly.

Lena arched her back, closing her eyes.

Ty caught Danny’s, raising an eyebrow.

Silently asking if he had been tortured enough.

Danny’s expression spoke volumes.

The agonizing twist to his mouth. The flash of his strange, silvery grey eyes. He couldn’t stop now.

He made a strangled noise within his throat. It was all he could do not to reach out and touch her. Just once.

But he didn’t dare.

He knew if he did, he wouldn’t be able to help himself from ripping her off of Ty. Pinning her down and fucking her.

Part of him was resentful. Angry it wasn’t him beneath her. At first. He managed to choke down the rage welling up inside his chest, though. If he were beneath her, he couldn’t be there.

Right in front of her.

Witnessing her pleasure firsthand.

It was that part he wouldn’t trade with Ty. For anything in the world.

Ty could
physically
feel her.

Danny could
see
her. Her face, body....her soul.

He was beyond the jealousy now.

Now, he just wanted to connect with her.

In any way possible. Force her to
see
him.

Acknowledge what was between them was real.

Not some fucked up figment of his imagination.