cry. Their tongues mated as her orgasm whipped through her body. The whole situation was so carnal, so explosive. Jane was rocked to her very core.
The spasms eased, and so did the kiss. His mouth gentled, and his fingers in her pussy did the same. They removed their hands leaving her feeling empty, shattered. Antonio broke the kiss.
“You pleased me very much, Beauty.”
She ducked her head, and he slid his arm around her waist then pulled her against his side. With the taste of Antonio thick on her tongue, she peeked up at Santos.
His gaze was direct, hot. Her eyes widened when he raised his left hand to his lips. His tongue slipped out to taste her cream, and his gaze turned fierce.
“That was quite enjoyable.” Antonio was speaking to Santos. “Aren’t you glad you took my advice and indulged this morning?”
“It was unforgettable.”
Santos’s gaze burned into her flesh, and she looked away. Just thinking about what they’d done under the table was enough to cause her heart to flutter. She’d just allowed two men, virtual strangers, to finger her under a table.
In public.
A rush of yearning moved through her body. Exhibitionism was a secret fantasy of hers, one she’d felt destined to remain unfulfilled. Her pussy clenched. Now, she wasn’t quite so sure.
“I don’t know about you, Antonio, but I’d like to taste more.” Santos tossed his napkin on the table. “Shall we move our tasting upstairs?”
Chapter Three
When the door to Antonio’s suite closed behind her, Jane feared her heart would burst through her chest. She was so nervous her knees were shaking.
“Don’t be scared.”
Antonio’s lips brushed her ear seconds before his arms came around her. Grateful for the support, she leaned into him. Against her back he was strong and secure. His familiar scent worked wonders for the knots in her stomach.
“I’m not scared. Nervous, maybe.” Her lips felt numb.
“I’d be more concerned if you weren’t.” He gave her a reassuring hug. “We spent last night in the bed over there.”
Her gaze flew to furniture in question. It had been tidied up. The pillows were artfully arranged against the headboard and the dark burgundy duvet was perfectly smooth.
“Your experiences tell you there is nothing to fear from me, no?”
She wasn’t worried about either man as much as she was concerned with what was about to happen to her. Giving up her body in the most intimate ways with not one, but two men, was daunting.
The French doors were wide open allowing copious amounts of sunlight to flood the room. Last night it had been dark, and Antonio hadn’t been able to see her body. What if the extra weight around her belly grossed them out?
Even worse, what if this encounter did ruin her for other men? She didn’t want to face a future lacking sexual fulfillment…
“Beauty.”
Antonio’s gentle voice jolted her back to the present.
“I trust you, Antonio.”
“And you have nothing to fear from Santos. We’ve known each other since boyhood, and I’d trust him with my life.”
“We only seek to pleasure you,” Santos spoke. “You’re a very beautiful woman, and it’s only natural we’d want to possess you.”
Possess.
A flutter started in her lower belly. Antonio’s erection pressed into her buttocks, and her breath left in a rush.
“We’re incapable of hurting any woman.”
Santos moved to stand before her. His gaze slid over her face like a breath of warm air. He was just so damned sexy. A gush of cream washed through her cunt.
Reaching for the buttons, Santos removed his shirt. His movements were slow, casual. It was obvious he didn’t want to scare her by moving too quickly. Judging from the liquid that trickled down the inside of her leg, he was succeeding.
Muscles rippled in his arm when he tossed the shirt over the back of the couch. His skin resembled pale caramel stretched over his rock hard muscles. Releasing the zipper on his jeans, he slid them down