Season 1—Seduction—Episode 13

Lily would have been in astonished disbelief that this was even happening—that she was actually finally naked with Jax between her thighs, promising her wicked pleasures while Lex watched—but they’d given her fair warning. She’d not run for the hills. And when Jax kissed her again . . . Every fiery sensation he incited overrode all other thoughts, all previous concerns.

He was an amazing kisser. Intense. Passionate. Hot.

Scorching hot.

His erection rubbed against her bare mound through his drawstring pants as she writhed beneath him and he deepened the kiss, driving her half out of her mind. Making her want to scratch and claw at him. Get even closer to him, though they were completely melded together, her breasts pressed below his defined pecs.

He kissed her like he’d been dying to do this since the moment he’d laid eyes on her. Like the thought of it had consumed his mind as much as his compositions did. Erotic desires were unmistakably conveyed. As were earnest emotions. She felt it all to the depths of her soul.

When they eventually came up for air, Lily was dazed. And frantically wanting him.

Jax’s lips glided along her throat as she tried to catch a full breath.

Impossible.

Her heart pounded. Her pulse raged.

His tongue swept over her skin, then lower to the top of her breast, which he cupped with one hand. Then his mouth was on her, sucking deeply on her beaded nipple. Until it was insanely hard and she was whimpering again from sheer ecstasy.

“Jax,” she rasped. “Oh, God.” She squirmed a bit, using his thick shaft to stroke her slick folds.

“You’re wet for me,” he whispered.

Her gaze slipped to Lex, who wasn’t missing a second of the show. “For both of you,” she boldly said. Perhaps because they’d been so forthcoming with her, she chose to be equally honest.

“Perfect,” Jax said. Then his mouth skimmed farther downward as he adjusted his position between her legs. He flattened his palms against her inner thighs, keeping her spread wide for him. His tongue whisked over her pussy lips. Jolting her.

“Jax!” Her fingers tightened around strands of his hair. Her other hand pressed to the cushion, curling around the edge to hold her steady.

He licked slowly, with a hint of pressure. It was the most intimate thing she’d ever experienced—and it felt fabulous. His lips tugged gently on her folds, an entirely different sensation that taunted and teased.

Then he got serious.

He tongued her clit with breath-stealing skill, suckled deep, then tongued her again. Sending her right to the precipice of what was sure to be an explosive orgasm.

“That’s incredible, Jax.”

Her spine arched. Her head fell back on the pillows. She stared up at the massive chandelier in the center of the room and the domed ceiling above it. Tried to latch onto anything that might slow the imminent release rushing in on her. She wanted more of what Jax was doing to her. Licking and suckling masterfully.

The tip of his tongue rimmed her opening and then delved in. Sending a shock wave through her.

“Yes! Oh, God, yes.” The pleasure was exquisite.

As his tongue stroked her pussy, the pad of his thumb massaged her clit in a quick, forceful rhythm.

Her gaze returned to Lex. His cerulean eyes burned with a darker hunger than she’d seen from him before. More electrifying than ever.

“Come for us, Lily,” Lex said.

All of the sensations instantly boiled to the surface—and collided.

“Jax!”

She came hard, with Jax’s mouth pressed to her and Lex’s gaze still blazing.

Liquid heat consumed her. So, too, did a very beautiful, ethereal sense as Lex’s fingers continued to caress the keys. A sensual arrangement that made her skin tingle as much as Jax’s ministrations, and the fact that he was now leaving feathery kisses on her inner thigh, mixed with tender, tantalizing nips.

“How many times are you planning to make me come?” she asked him.

Jax’s head lifted. He grinned devilishly. Arousing her further.

“As many times as you want.”

She gnawed her bottom lip a moment. Then asked, “With Lex’s help?”

Jax glanced over his shoulder. “You really should taste her.”

Good Lord.

Lily’s eyelids briefly drifted shut. This might be more decadence than one woman could stand.

She was wearing Cartier. Sipping Cristal. Orgasming with one man’s head between her legs and the other observing . . . Now about to participate?

Lex got to his feet. Jax kissed her once more, then did the same. He reached for one of his violins—Lily had now discerned the difference in sound each one offered—and picked up where Lex had left off.

And vice versa.

Lex slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt, pulled the hem from his pants, and piled it on top of Jax’s discarded tank.

Lily’s pulse raced because he was as magnificent as Jax.

One seriously hot and hunky man was difficult to come by. But two . . . ?

He settled on the long cushion, his fingers gliding slowly up her bent leg, from ankle to calf. Then around to the backside of her knee.

Her breath caught. His touch didn’t tickle . . . It sizzled.

“I had no idea that was an erogenous zone for me,” she managed to say.

His eyes sparkled. “I’m happy to seek them all out.”

He kissed her. His signature sexy tongueless kisses. Playful and flirtatious, leaving her craving more. So that when he pulled away slightly, she leaned forward. Chasing after him.

Lex grinned. His hand shifted from her leg to her face, his thumb stroking her jaw, his fingers warm on her cheek. Gazing into her eyes, he said, “You have no idea how exciting it is to watch you come.” He kissed her again. Then murmured, “And damn it. I am so fucking hard for you, Lily. Always.”

The butterflies he never failed to incite took to flight in her stomach once again. And in her heart. “I just want to crawl all over you. Both of you.”

“No arguments from us,” Lex assured her. And gently bit her bottom lip.

He was as much of a tease as Jax. But the latter had fully delivered on his sexy promises. She didn’t doubt for a second Lex would, too.

Lily ran her hand over his flexed biceps and said, “Keep kissing me.”

“Oh, I intend to.” His brows wagged. “The same way Jax did.”

Lex moved slightly so that he was on the floor before her. His head dipped and his tongue brushed her folds.

Lily sighed.

Oh, God, yes. This again.

She’d be blissed out in no time flat.

Lex’s technique was similar to his kisses. Not dark and commanding like Jax, but sweet and sensual. The contrast was highly stimulating. She imagined their lovemaking would be equally varied. And that thought turned her on even more.

The tip of Lex’s tongue circled her clit. Then fluttered against it.

“Lex,” she whispered. Her teeth clamped down on her lower lip.

He kept up the languorous rhythm. Making her wriggle on the settee. Making her release her lip as low moans escaped her and blended with Jax’s expressive music.

Her fingers gripped Lex’s shoulder, her nails dipping in. Her hips rose, demanding more. Lex denied her, though, toying with her. Until she was completely crazed.

“Lex,” she quietly begged. “Make me come.”