What She Wants

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Authors: BA Tortuga
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She had the feeling if she complained they wouldn't feel the least bit sorry for her.
    "Here, luv." Packer caught her hands, pulling them up to his chest. "Let's get me all naked, too."
    "Excellent idea." She started working buttons open, trying her best to ignore the hands sliding over her skin.
    Adrian was hard to ignore, though. He knew all of her hot spots. Not only that, but Packer was a viciously fast learner, paying attention to every gasp, every shiver. No wonder he'd seduced Adrian into trying something completely new and crazy. The man was a demon.
    Calleigh did her best to fight back, hands working open Packer's belt, easing down the zipper and teasing all the way down.
    Packer made these great noises, too, a little bit groan, a little bit growl.
    "Oh, you're getting to him, baby,” Ades said.
    "Good." She let her fingertips trace along Packer’s prick, the heavy shaft pressing against his briefs.
    Grimacing, Packer pushed forward, his hips rolling.
    "Just think how you'll feel, sliding against me, all smooth and shaved,” she said. When they both moaned, Calleigh felt thirty feet tall.
    They all worked on Packer's jeans and boots, and then he was pushing her back toward the bed. He laid her out, still in garters and all. She pulled the clip out of her hair, tossed it aside. It would just poke her in the head.
    Packer came down next to her, his cock sliding on her hip. "Hey, luv."
    "Hey." She turned toward him, eyes flashing to Adrian, just making sure this was okay.
    Adrian watched them like they were the best kind of porn, shifting from foot to foot. He nodded a tiny bit, his eyes crinkling up. Packer's hand wrapped around her thigh, drawing her leg up and dragging it over Packer's thigh. The G-string didn't hide anything and Adrian's moan made her flush.
    "God, mate. Are you sure I have to wait for the food?" Ades asked.
    Packer chuckled, the sound pure evil. "Yes."
    "We could get into a lot of trouble in half an hour." Hell, they could make Adrian insane in that short of time.
    "Oh, luv, you have no idea. Dying to taste you." Packer's fingers walked up her thigh to slide between her legs.
    Adrian stumbled forward, she could hear him, but her focus was on Packer -- on the words, the touch. "Are you now?" She almost didn't gasp.
    Almost.
    "Mmmhmm. Wanna? Adrian will watch like a good lad." Packer was spreading her out, slipping down.
    "Oh, fuck." Adrian sounded like he'd swallowed a frog.
    Her G-string was no obstacle; Packer slipped the tiny thing down, leaving her mound framed by the black lace of the garter and stockings. Packer smiled up at her, that grin completely transforming the harsh planes of his face.
    Calleigh winked, reached down and ran her finger down the line of his nose. It slid off to one side, an old break making it crooked. It was fascinating. When her finger slipped off the tip, Packer nipped at it, the bite making her laugh and exclaim, "Toothy!"
    "Oh, god, baby. You have no idea." Adrian moved closer to the bed, staring hard.
    Packer chuckled, waggling his finger. "Stay there, Chook."
    It was amazing, how Adrian stopped in his tracks. She'd have to explore this further. Soon. Right now, though, Packer was kissing his way down her belly, licking just under her navel. Her abs went tight, and her hips rolled, bumping up against Packer's chest.
    He made that amazing growly noise of his and grabbed her hips, holding her down on the bed. "Don't worry, luv. I got you." Then he bent and put his mouth between her legs, licking and kissing.
    "Oh..."
    His chin was perfectly rough against her freshly shaven mound, and the softness of his lips, the heat of his tongue, was shocking.
    Packer opened her with his fingers, his tongue slipping and sliding against her clit. Oh, god, it had been too long since someone had done this.
    Her toes curled and she looked up at Adrian, one knee bending to spread, to offer Packer more. Adrian's eyes were like a touch of their own, making her feel so sensual,

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