When Kat's Away [Sequel to Anna Doubles Down] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Missy Martine Page B

shoulders, giving her a light massage. “He didn’t mean anything by it, Kat. We just don’t want you to get your hopes up. Can you forgive us?” He took a small step closer.
    Kat’s breath caught as she gazed into his eyes. She felt Win move to stand close at her side. “Uh, there’s nothing to forgive. I just won’t worry about it until it’s time to open the school.” She took a small step back and looked down at her feet. “What time are we leaving in the morning?”
    David moved close enough for her to feel his breath against her forehead. “We’ll leave out at first light if that’s okay with you.”
    She nodded. “Then I need to get to bed. I’m not exactly a bright morning person.” She swallowed and took a deep breath before looking up. “Well, dinner was wonderful, and I’ll just say good night now.”
    David leaned down and lowered his voice to almost a whisper. “Good night, beautiful Kat.” He touched his mouth lightly to hers, pressing harder when she didn’t push him away. His tongue came out and glided across her lips, but she stubbornly kept her mouth closed.
    Anna would never forgive me if she walked in right now.
    When he finally pulled back, she turned quickly, determined to get away before anything else could happen. She gasped when she found herself firmly in Win’s embrace. He kissed her, taking full advantage, his tongue forging inside. She became lost in the sensations of his tongue exploring her mouth. When he ended the kiss, she pulled back, unable to meet his gaze.
    “Good night,” she mumbled, racing from the room.
     
    * * * *
     
    David grabbed Win and pushed him against the sink. “That was so hot, watching you kiss her.” He pressed closer, their hips grinding together, their tongues twining. He pulled back from Win’s lips to nibble on his jaw and felt his lover’s lips and tongue against his neck, licking, sucking, and biting gently.
    “Do you want to go upstairs?” Win whispered.
    He hooked his finger in Win’s belt loop and pulled their hips back together then walked him backward until they hit a wall. Leaning forward, he nuzzled cheek. “It would take too much time.”
    Licking just below his ear, David slid his hand beneath Win’s shirt and drew little circles on his heated skin. He rubbed their cheeks together as he began to unbutton Win’s shirt. He pushed the cloth over Win’s shoulders and smiled when his nipples hardened under his gaze.
    Win leaned forward and licked at his mouth, his tongue tracing David’s lips then licking them open. He turned the kiss into a sensual massage, his hands sliding down, rubbing, kneading David’s back. His tongue and lips traveled over David’s chin then licked the length of his throat.
    David raised his hands to stroke Win’s smooth chest and stomach, stopping to tweak his nipples. Leaning close, he latched on to the brown circle, flicking his tongue back and forth, swirling around the tight bud. He inhaled Win’s sweet scent, his tongue trailing down his belly while one hand slid down Win’s side, his fingers clutching the denim-clad hip.
    Win pushed him back. “Take off your shirt.” He helped David peel the shirt from his body, pressing a soft kiss to his stomach.
    David groaned, fisting his hand in Win’s hair. His lover was so damn hard his cock was outlined perfectly in the thick denim of his pants. David’s fingers crept to the buttons, unfastening them one by one, until Win’s hard cock sprang free, his sac hanging low and heavy.
    Win reached out and grabbed his hand, guiding it to his cock. “Touch me,” he begged.
    Win’s cock reached almost to his navel, his balls larger than David ever seen them. David let his hand caress the length while his other hand swiftly undid his own pants. Pumping his arm, he reached back and slipped his fingers into Win’s crease, tapping the tight opening hidden there with his middle finger.
    “This ass was made for my cock.”
    “Don’t make me wait.” Win