Page 39 of Their Wicked Ways

Wait, what?

I wasn’t that guy. I didn’t wax poetic about people’s looks or features. Or at least I didn’t think I was.

Wes’s smile went brilliant. “Wow. That’s the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me.”

“Do mine next,” Ez said teasingly.

I looked up at him. His eyes were just as mesmerizing as Wes’s. They were the clearest gray I’d ever seen. Sometimes they looked like the clouds before a storm, dark and wild. Other times they were so blue they almost seemed backlit, and I had to remind myself that they weren’t contacts.

“They’re really nice too,” I said when nothing poetic or pretty came to mind.

Ez and Wes laughed, but it wasn’t mocking or mean. It was sweet and affectionate. I laughed too, marveling at the sensation of Wes’s strong chest shaking against mine.

“I’ll take it.” He squeezed my hands, pressing them into Wes’s sides. “You’re beautiful.”

Wes nodded. “So beautiful.”

My cheeks flushed hot, and my ears burned. Awesome. The patchy tomato look was totally adding to my hotness right now.

Wes ran his thumbs over my cheekbones. My brain quieted as little zings of electricity detonated on my skin everywhere they touched me.

Slowly, Wes leaned in, his head tilted to the side and his lips slightly parted.

My breath caught in my chest, and I closed my eyes in anticipation.

The first brush of his lips was nothing more than a tease. The next was a bit harder and firmer, but still far too fleeting. I opened my eyes. Was that it?

Wes smirked and held my face tighter. Not hard enough to hurt, just enough to tell me who was in charge.

A whimper bubbled up from my chest.Yesyesyesyesyes.

His kiss was hard and hot, passionate but not messy. He was in full control as he moved my head, sweeping his tongue between my parted lips and short-circuiting my brain.

Holy shitballs.

I’d never known kissing could feel like this. How amazing it was to let someone else be in control.

When Wes finally pulled away, my head was spinning, and my entire body felt like it was seconds away from combusting.

“How does he taste, my sweet?” Ez murmured in Wes’s ear.

“So good.” Wes licked his lips. “You wanna taste him too?”

“So much.” Ez traced the tip of his tongue over Wes’s ear. “You want that?” he asked me.

I nodded, my answer way too quick and enthusiastic.

Wes slipped out from between me and Ezra, but instead of stepping aside, he fit himself at my back.

“Is this okay?” He pressed his hard dick against my ass.

“Yeah,” I said on a gasp, my eyes on Ezra.

He was just as gorgeous as Wes, but in a completely different way. His incredible eyes and dark hair were striking, but it was his strong jawline and full lips that brought him from hot toholy shit he’s hotstatus. Add in his tattoos and the eyebrow, nose, and lip piercings he wore when he wasn’t on-site, and he wasone of the most gorgeous men I’d ever seen. And I worked with strippers.

Ezra placed my hands on his hips. I held on tight as he cupped my face. His touch was stronger than Wes’s, but still gentle.

“Such a pretty mouth,” he said in that low, raspy rumble that was way too sexy. “So full.” He dragged his thumb over my bottom lip.