Lick Is A Four-Letter Word (7 page)

God,
she’s amazing
, Josh thought, edging a little
closer. He eyed his friend, enjoying the flex of muscles in
Troy
’s forearms
. So is
Troy
.
When his arm touched Felicity’s
shoulder, he stopped moving closer and looked his fill.
Troy
’s full lips caressed her pink mouth,
teasing and nipping. Josh pressed his other arm against his dick. It didn’t
help at all.

Troy
lifted his head.

Felicity
had her eyes closed and her head back against the wall.

“Josh.”

Josh
stared at them, body buzzing with arousal.

“Josh.”
Troy
lifted his
hand and touched Josh’s face.

Josh
startled. “What?”

“Come
on,”
Troy
said.

Josh
frowned, not understanding. Felicity had her eyes open now and was looking at
him. Her mouth was wet. Did she taste like
Troy
? Even more arousing was the thought that
Troy
might have
tasted him, Josh, on her lips.

“Your
turn again,” she whispered.

Josh
blinked. He’d love to kiss her again, but
Troy
wasn’t moving out of the way. He looked at his friend.
Troy
looked back, hazel eyes dark with heat.
Okay,
then.
If he’s not going to move.
“Yeah,” Josh
managed to say, angling his body towards them. He leaned in.

Felicity
lifted her face up to his again. Josh’s hands shook as he moved it down her
arm, grasping her hand. He gently pulled it up, placed it on his neck. “Yeah,
like that,” he murmured when her fingers twisted in his hair. “I like that.”

She
smiled at him and he kissed her again, moving in even closer so that his body
touched
Troy
’s
all along his left side. He was close enough to feel
Troy
shudder, but then Felicity bit his lower lip and he lost it. All thoughts of
self-control went flying as he shoved against her and his best friend, cock
hard and desperate, lips needing to taste her. He kissed like he was dying,
like she was air, and then
Troy
cupped his hand around Josh’s neck, too, and kissed Felicity at the same time.

Their
mouths dueled for a moment before settling into a three-way kiss that was
hotter than any full-on sex Josh had ever had in his entire life.
Troy
tasted like
Felicity, and like himself, and it was both familiar and completely strange at
the same time. Josh’s heart stuttered in his chest when Felicity cupped his
face the way he’d cupped hers, leaving
Troy
’s
hand in his hair. When they came up for air, she bit her lip, looking from one
to the other.

“What
did we just do?” she asked.

Josh
shook his head. “I don’t know.” He glanced at his friend.
Troy
was looking at Felicity, lips wet. “I
want to do it again.”

She
nodded and he dove back in, licking into her. When
Troy
’s lips nudged his, he opened up, letting
his friend kiss her, too. They kept at it, taking turns, kissing her at the
same time, until Josh was panting and grinding his dick into Felicity’s hip. He
had his left hand on
Troy
’s ass and he
half-expected him to freak out, but
Troy
simply gripped his neck harder. What was happening? Josh couldn’t figure it
out. He wanted Felicity, yes, but his mild attraction to
Troy
had suddenly bloomed into something a
hell of a lot hotter than he’d ever expected.

“If we
keep this up, I’m going to come in my pants,” he said finally, leaning his
forehead on Felicity’s shoulder.
Troy
still had his hand on Josh neck and his thumb was slowly massaging him. Josh
shivered, so aroused he could barely think.

“Yeah,
what he said,”
Troy
croaked. He nibbled down Felicity’s jaw and her face went soft.

“Feels
good,” she murmured.
Troy
ran his free hand down her collarbone to the soft neckline of her dress.

Josh’s
eyes met
Troy
’s and he immediately knew what
Troy
wanted. He wanted
the same damn thing. He kissed Felicity on the cheek and lifted his hand to
tangle with
Troy
’s
on her soft, soft skin.

Felicity
trembled, eyes wide.

“Can
we?” Josh whispered.

She
nodded.

Troy
slipped his fingers under the neckline. Josh watched, fascinated.
Troy
’s dusky complexion
looked gorgeous next to her pale skin. When he put his hands on her, too, his
skin looked dark against hers, but not as dark as
Troy
’s. It looked weirdly beautiful. It felt
hot. Josh’s dick twitched and he groaned as
Troy
slipped the loose neckline down over her
right breast. She wore a lace bra, his favorite kind.
Red.
He could see her little pink nipple through it. The scrap of fabric barely held
her generous curves in place.

“Jesus,
Felicity.”
Troy
licked his lips. “You’re beautiful.”

Josh
nodded in agreement.
Troy
slipped his fingers over her nipple, kneading it through the lace. Felicity
cried out, her hands digging into Josh’s shoulder. He slid his right arm around
her waist, keeping her upright. When
Troy
nudged him, Josh glanced up.

“Suck
it,”
Troy
said
to him.

Josh
stared. Surely he wasn’t serious?
Troy
slipped the lace under her breast, exposing her nipple. He circled it again
with his fingers,
then
offered it to Josh like a
candy. “Suck it.”

****

Felicity
knew that if Josh hadn’t been holding her up, she would have fallen already. She
was so aroused she could feel moisture slipping down her thighs. Her panties
were soaked.
Troy
had her nipple between his fingers and he was looking at Josh with a
complicated expression she couldn’t even begin to decipher.

“Suck
it,” he said again.

She held
her breath. Her breasts ached with need. She wanted them to touch her harder.
“Josh, please,” she said, breathy with urgency.

Josh’s
eyes flared hotly. “My pleasure,” he
said,
voice low
and rough.

Felicity
couldn’t hold back a gasp as Josh lowered his head to her, licking all around
her nipple. He nipped
Troy
’s
fingers, but his friend didn’t let go. Felicity clung to them both, sparks
shooting down her spine.

“Josh,
Troy
, please, more,” she
begged, throwing her head back.

Troy
let go of her nipple and lifted her breast, offering it to Josh who grinned,
then sucked the tip into his mouth.

Felicity
cried out. He had her nipple between his teeth. He flicked the nub with his
tongue, then laved around it. When she felt
Troy
take out her other breast and lick her,
she clenched her fingers in their hair as delicious sensations rocketed through
her.
Troy
nipped her and sucked strongly. Josh did the same. It was crazy and hot and
impossibly good. She moaned. If they kept this up, she would come just from
this. It was like there was a live wire running from her nipples down to her
clit. She watched them both suckling her, one dark-haired and sleek, one
lighter-haired and soft, both incredibly gorgeous. Their lips were red and wet
and when Josh let her nipple pop out, she tried to pull him back to her. She
didn’t want him to stop.

“You’re
gorgeous, Felicity,” he said, nipping at her.

Her
nipple was red and tight. Felicity sucked in air as
Troy
kept teasing her right breast, fingers
kneading the soft flesh as he nibbled on her.

“God,
that’s hot,” Josh muttered, resting his cheek on her shoulder so he could see
everything.

She
glanced at his face to find him staring at
Troy
where he was licking her. She licked her
lips. Josh was right. It
was
hot. When
Troy
looked up, the heat in his eyes almost
incinerated her.

“Kiss
him,” she said to
Troy
.

His
eyes widened.
“Kiss Josh?”

She
nodded. She wanted to watch.
Two hot guys kissing? Yes, please.

Josh
didn’t say anything. She looked at his face and suddenly realized that he
wanted
Troy
to kiss
him. He wasn’t at all averse to the idea.
Hmm.
That’s interesting
, she thought speculatively.

Troy
cocked his head. “Josh?”

“Just
do it,” Felicity interrupted, not wanting him to chicken out. “I want to watch
you kiss each other.” When he hesitated, she resorted to begging. “Please?”

Josh
glanced at her, eyes bright,
then
he smiled at
Troy
. “Do I have to dare
you?”

Troy
narrowed his eyes and grabbed Josh behind the neck. “Fine,” he growled and
brought their mouths together.

Oh
my…
, Felicity thought, entranced. They kissed like
they wanted to devour each other—no holds barred.
Troy
bit at Josh’s lower lip,
then
slipped his tongue inside Josh’s mouth. Josh’s arm
tightened around Felicity’s waist. His cock lay against her hip, thick and hot
even through his pants she felt it twitch as
Troy
deepened the kiss. When
Troy
turned slightly, she gasped. His
erection was just as heavy as Josh’s. She licked her lips, holding onto them as
they kissed each other.

This
is the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen.
She
shifted so that her nipples, still erect and tingling, rubbed against their
chests. She no longer cared that they were stuck in an elevator. She didn’t
give a damn that they were practically having sex in a semi-public space. All
she knew was that she wanted more.
A lot more.

When
the lights flickered and came back on, the men sprang back from her and each
other.

“Oh my
God,” Josh muttered, hair mussed.

The
elevator jerked and began to move. Frantically, Felicity hauled her bra and
dress back into place. “Is my hair okay?” she asked them, smoothing her hands
through the messy bun. She reached for her purse on the floor, but Josh grabbed
it for her before she could crouch down and stress her ankle. She smiled her
thanks at him.

Troy
nodded at her and then ran a hand over his face. Felicity glanced down. His
cock strained at the front of his pants.
That must be really uncomfortable
,
she thought.

“Your
hair is fine,” Josh said, pulling his shirt out of his pants. He unbuttoned his
sleeves and shoved them to his elbows, completing the tousled office look. The
bottom of his shirt hid his arousal.

“You
lucky fucker,”
Troy
muttered. “I just had to wear a polo shirt today.” His short-sleeved shirt
wasn’t long enough to hide anything.

Josh
grinned. “Think about my aunt coming after you with her chopsticks.”

Troy
rolled his eyes. “Not helping, Josh.”

“Oh, I
know, remember when you ate those bad olives last year? You were puking for two
days. Think about that.” Josh’s eyes gleamed.

Troy
took a deep breath and nodded.
“Barf, your aunt, this stupid,
stupid elevator.
Okay, that’s working.”

Felicity
giggled.
Troy
glanced at her and his eyes immediately flared hot again.

“No!
Don’t look at her,” Josh said, moving between them. “If you look at her you’re
going to remember how she tasted—”

“Fuck,
Josh, shut up!”
Troy
glared.

The
elevator dinged and the doors opened. Felicity choked on a laugh. The vestibule
was filled with people. She smoothed a hand over her hair one last time and
sauntered out of the hot little box. At least her arousal wasn’t that obvious.
She felt kind of bad for the men.