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Addicted (Club Destiny #2.5) Page 13
Author: Nicole Edwards

“Don’t make her come.” Logan warned Tag. He wanted her wild.

~*~*~

Sam wanted to throttle Logan for that little bit of instruction. What in the world was he thinking? Here she was on full display for both Logan and Tag, her pussy being intently lavished by a highly skilled tongue, and she wasn’t supposed to come. In her opinion, that was almost cruel.

Apparently Tag knew the rules because he listened, easily moving his mouth from the place she needed him most to the inside of her thigh. When he began trailing smoking hot kisses over her pelvic bone, then her stomach, Sam had to grit her teeth. She hoped like hell he was going to do something because she was going to burn alive.

When he reached her breast, he plucked her nipple with his finger and thumb, making it pucker and beg for attention. Logan moved to her other side, releasing one of her hands, but she wasn’t free for long before Tag twined his fingers with hers, successfully holding her down again.

Sensory overload was a term she had recently gotten all too familiar with, at least since she had met Logan, but right now, with both men latched onto one of her breasts, their hot tongues teasing her, she was at the breaking point. When Tag used his free hand to squeeze her breast before sucking her fully into his mouth, Sam nearly came up off the table. The pain was intoxicating.

She needed to come. Her orgasm was lingering, but not nearly close enough and if one of them didn’t do something, she was going to scream.

Logan released her from his wicked mouth, standing to his full height before letting go of her hand. She waited patiently for what he would say next; instead, he said nothing, shooting her a mischievous grin before ripping his shirt up and over his head.

Lord have mercy the man was a sight to behold. All of that tan muscle... those washboard abs and thick, powerful arms made her mouth water.

There were days when Sam wondered how she had managed to land a man as intensely sexy as Logan McCoy. Those thoughts were usually followed by a reminder that she was the luckiest woman on the planet.

Then there were times like now when he wanted to tease her to death, making her delirious with pleasure. In those moments, she just wanted to strangle him. “Logan.”

“Yes, baby?” He asked in that innocent tone that drove her mad.

“Make me come!” She screamed, only to have her attention redirected to Tag.

The man was sex appeal at its finest. He’d released her breast and was standing beside the table, staring down at her, making her feel entirely exposed, which made sense because she was laid out on the kitchen table naked.

When he mirrored Logan’s actions, pulling his shirt over his head with one hand, Sam looked her fill. Lean and toned, the man was gloriously sexy.

Although he was bald, he had dark hair over the rest of his body. His chest had a light dusting of hair that arrowed down his stomach and disappeared into the waistband of his jeans, and Sam had a sudden longing to see him naked. As far as she was concerned, it was only fair.

“Let’s take this outside.” Logan said, breaking Sam’s attention before he lifted her from the table and carried her through the French doors that led to the back.

The temperature was near perfect, especially considering she was naked. She knew before long it wouldn’t matter because her body had overheated twice already, a third time was a given. Glancing up at Logan, she took the opportunity to kiss him, pulling his head down to hers until their mouths met.

Licking his bottom lip, she slid her tongue inside his mouth, exploring, teasing and pleading all at the same time. She needed more, and he knew it. To her surprise, he didn’t break the kiss, he laid her on the oversized couch and maneuvered above her, his mouth fused with hers.

Tag was close enough Sam could hear his labored breaths, and feel the warmth of his body heat near her arm. When Logan did break the kiss, he was immediately replaced by Tag and Sam was lost to the new, strange sensation.

His mouth was firm, his lips fuller than Logan’s, but there was something much more demanding in him. Yet Sam could feel in the way he thrust his tongue inside of her mouth that he was looking more to give pleasure than to receive it. She wanted to give back.

In a daring move, she sucked his tongue gently; mimicking what she hoped would be the next interlude in this fiercely erotic bout of evening foreplay. When he pulled back, he looked into her eyes, and Sam saw storm clouds brewing in the exotic gray color.

“Your husband’s right. You taste like ambrosia.”

His dark voice rolled over her, touching every nerve ending and seeping into some she hadn’t even known she had.

Sam’s eyes met Logan’s when Tag stood back up, her body suddenly cold without either of them close. To her delight, Logan had stripped and was standing naked as the day he was born, beautiful and masculine and making Sam’s internal temperature raise some more.

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