Lick Is A Four-Letter Word (10 page)

Felicity
had no idea what was going on. She tried to end the call, but Josh stilled her
hands. “Wait.”

“If I
was with you right now, I’d kiss you, Felicity,”
Troy
said.

Felicity
frowned, confused. “You
are
here,
Troy
.”

He
shook his head at her and nudged Josh with his foot. Josh leaned in and kissed
her lax mouth softly.

And
just like that, Felicity’s impression of Josh and
Troy
changed from
cute
into
hot
.

Dear
God
, she thought as Josh kissed her again, so
gentle it made her desperate for more. For some reason, the light kisses were
more erotic than a full-on assault. She opened her mouth, trying to welcome him
inside, but
Troy
’s
voice in her ear startled her into pulling away. She’d almost forgotten he was
still on the line.

“If I
was there with you, I’d run my finger along your sweet lips, Felicity,” he murmured.

Felicity
almost dropped the phone when Josh put his thumb on her bottom lip. She stared
at
Troy
. His
hazel eyes blazed. Josh rubbed her lip,
then
dipped
inside. She sucked on his thumb, staring at
Troy
the entire time. Josh sucked in a harsh
breath when she bit him, then eased his thumb back out. When she tore her gaze
away from
Troy
to look at him, Josh’s dark eyes were glowing. She wasn’t the least bit cold
anymore.

“I
would put my hands into your hair and make a fist,”
Troy
whispered.

Josh
did exactly that, forcing her head back a little. Felicity melted into his
touch as a bolt of heat shot through her. She shifted restlessly, trying to
assuage the ache between her legs.

“I
would tilt your head back and kiss that spot under your ear that makes you crazy.”

Josh
shifted until he was sitting next to her,
then
leaned
in. Felicity trembled, but he held her still. When he kissed beneath her ear,
she gasped. His lips were hot. He smelled good. He wore some kind of spicy
aftershave and the heady scent went right to her pussy.

“I
would lick down your throat…”
Troy
murmured.

Felicity
clutched the phone so hard the plastic creaked. Josh did as
Troy
instructed and she had to lean into him.
It was that or fall over.

“I’d
keep going until I got to your breast. And then I would just breathe for a bit,
until I could feel your nipple perk up under my mouth.”
Troy
’s voice trembled as he spoke.

Josh
glanced at his friend, but whatever he saw in
Troy
’s face reassured him. He kissed her
lightly on her jaw,
then
nibbled down until his face
came over her silky top, pausing right over her nipple.

Felicity
panted, waiting for him. When he swooped down, he firmed his lips over her
nipple, breathing hotly through her clothes. The warmth that came from his
mouth made her cry out.

“I’d
slide my free hand between your legs,”
Troy
said, low and hoarse.

Josh
slid his hand up her thigh and paused. “Okay, Felicity?”

She
nodded. The ache was so bad she didn’t care what he did, as long as he put his
hands on her. He slid between her legs and pressed hard against the seam of her
pants. She writhed in his hands, breathing heavy.

Good
God, I’m close
, just from this,
she thought, shocked.

“I’d
scrape my nail over you, again and again,”
Troy
said. He moved closer, eyes boring into
her.

Felicity
moaned when Josh did as
Troy
said, scraping his finger over and over the seam pressed right against her
clit.

“Yeah,
that’s it. Just like that,”
Troy
murmured.

Josh
leaned in and pressed his face against her breast. His lips found her nipple
through her clothes and bit down. Felicity arched her back, sparks rocketing
through her body.

“Oh
God, don’t stop, Josh,” she said.

He bit
down again and rubbed harder. “Like this?”

She
nodded, the phone falling down with a clatter. She didn’t care. She only wanted
two things: for
Troy
to keep talking and for Josh to obey.

“I’d
take you right to the edge, and then I’d stop,”
Troy
said.

Josh
froze, hand cupping her pussy through her clothes.

Felicity
moaned a protest.

Josh
looked up at her, face flushed attractively.
Troy
tossed his phone down and grabbed his
friend, kissing him wildly.

Whoa
. Felicity did
not
expect that.

Josh
gasped, opening up and letting
Troy
in. His hand pressed into her, fingers clenching as
Troy
devoured him, but not enough to send her
over the edge. Then
Troy
broke away and kissed her, too, as though he were drinking her down. He kissed
her and kissed her and then suddenly, she felt the zipper of her pants going
down.

“Is
this okay, Felicity?” Josh asked.

She
nodded frantically. She was so wet, she could smell herself. She knew Josh and
Troy
could smell her too—
Troy
watched Josh strip her pants down her
legs and off. He tossed her sandals aside.

“Jesus,
you’re beautiful,”
Troy
muttered.

“I’m
not,” she replied.

Josh
snorted. “You really think that? What, because of this?” He took her messed-up
ankle in his hands. The scars were still pink, even though her surgeries
happened several years ago. “You’re beautiful because you survived.” He lifted
her foot and kissed her ankle.

She
shivered. He kissed up her leg, only pausing when he reached the edge of her
panties.

“Take
them off,”
Troy
told him.

Josh
glanced at Felicity for permission. She nodded. Josh grinned fiercely and
stripped them from her. As soon as she was free, he nudged her legs wider and
settled in.

“Yeah,
that’s fucking beautiful,”
Troy
murmured, stroking a hand down her arm. He’d moved her so that she leaned back
against him while Josh crawled in between her legs.
Troy
’s erection pressed into the small of her
back and she squirmed up against it. He shuddered and put a hand on her
abdomen. His fingers were dark against her fair skin. She liked the way it
looked. She liked the contrast.

“That’s
hot,” Josh said, looking at
Troy
’s
hand on her.

Troy
stroked her gently.
“What, this?”

Josh
nodded.
Troy
breathed in her ear. “You like it too, Felicity?”

She
gulped as the tips of his fingers brushed her mound. “Yes,” she whispered.

Troy
slid down further, parting her lips. Her clit was wet and swollen, so much so
that she could see it peeking out from her body.

“Lick
her,”
Troy
said
to Josh.

Josh
sucked in a breath and closed his eyes. “Yeah, okay.”

Felicity
held perfectly still, watching as Josh’s mouth came closer and closer. When his
lips finally closed around her nub, she keened, trying to hold still.
Troy
’s arm tightened,
holding her in place. “Josh, stop.”

“No,
don’t stop,” Felicity protested, twisting.

Troy
nipped her ear. “Hold still or I won’t tell Josh what to do next.”

Trembling,
Felicity managed to settle back down against
Troy
’s muscular body. His cock, if anything,
seemed even larger against her back. She wanted him inside. When Josh looked up
at her, brown eyes bright with need, she realized she wanted him, too. She
wanted them both, preferably at the same time.

Oh
my God, I’m a total
perv
,
she thought, hips jerking a little against
Troy
’s fingers.
How can I want them both?
That’s just greedy.

Troy
stroked through her folds, gently massaging until she wanted to scream for
more. She wanted it harder and faster.

“
Troy
, please,” she
finally burst out.

“What
do you want?” he murmured. The low rumble of his voice sent shivers through
her.

“I want
Josh’s mouth on me.”

“Josh?
She wants you to lick her some more,”
Troy
said, his voice a complicated mix of humor and lust. “We should always give the
lady what she wants.”

Josh
licked his lips. “You taste really good, Felicity.”

Before
she could process that astonishing statement, he bent his head again, licking
her softly. Her clit buzzed as he kept at it, varying the pressure and
direction until she thought she’d go mad. Her orgasm was right there, just
about to break over her. If only he’d give her a little more…

“Suck
her, Josh,”
Troy
said hoarsely. His fingers exposed her even more.

Josh
groaned, resting his head on her hip for a moment while Felicity grabbed onto
Troy
’s pants and fisted
handfuls of the fabric desperately.

“So
close,” she said brokenly. “Please.”

“Suck
her clit.”
Troy
sounded like he was just as desperate as her.

Josh
kissed her hip and moved back in, sucking her clit into his mouth and pulling
strongly. He flicked his tongue across her and then
Troy
’s fingers delved inside, pressing up and
in.

Felicity
cried out as pleasure crashed over her. It went on and on, until she lost her
breath, and still more waves pulsed through her. She clenched her fingers on
Troy
’s thighs and held on
as Josh licked her through it, tongue getting gentler as she grew more
sensitive. When the last little tremors finally passed, she relaxed against
Troy
. She wasn’t sure she
could move, but
Troy
’s
cock burned hotly against her back.

“God,
that was—” Josh croaked, wiping his mouth on his hand. His lips were red.

“Incredible,”
Troy
interrupted in a hushed tone. “Felicity, you’re so fucking gorgeous.” He kissed
her temple.

“Beautiful,”
Josh agreed, kissing each one of her inner thighs.

“What
about you?
And
Troy
?”
Felicity struggled to sit up. She wanted to do to them what they’d done to her.
She wanted to make them crazy, but before she could do more than curl her legs
under her, the door clanged open.

“Shit!”
she
hissed,
heart in her throat. She twisted around,
trying to see. The shelves blocked her view. She bit her lip, pulling away from
Josh. She tried to stand up, but her legs gave out under her. She tried again
and her bad ankle informed her in no uncertain terms that it hated her. She
gritted her teeth and ignored the sharp pain.

“Okay,
don’t panic. We got this,”
Troy
said, giving her a boost up. “You can’t see the door from here. No worries.”

She
caught herself against the shelf, shirt askew, no pants.
Oh God, this is so
freaking embarrassing.
Even if it was Sue, it was
still
embarrassing.
And what if it’s someone else? Like my boss?
That would be
worse. That would be mortifying.

“Hang
on, Felicity,” Josh said, correctly interpreting her look of dismay. “Don’t worry.
It’ll be fine.” He pulled her pants out from under the shelf holding her
company’s server.

He
handed them to her and she yanked them on, not bothering to even look around
for her panties. She didn’t see them anywhere and didn’t have time to search.
She tugged them up, but almost fell over when her bad ankle gave another sharp
pang.
Troy
caught her.

“It’s
probably my friend, Sue,” she said, smiling her thanks at him. Her ankle seemed
stable, if a little sore, but she was still wobbly. She yanked her shirt back
where it belonged, hoping the wrinkles weren’t obvious.