Ain't Misbehaving (39 page)

“I’d stop to tongue the shell of your ear and kiss the delicate spot behind where you put your vanilla scent.

“The perfume you and Shane gave me.”

“We have great taste.”

“Big head.”

Kelvin smirked. “Next I’d move slowly down your neck, kissing you the entire time. I think I’d probably be tempted to leave a calling card.”

“You know my boss hates employees who turn up to work with love bites.”

“He’s jealous because he didn’t put it there. I like seeing my mark on your neck.”

“But what if Shane does it to me? Doesn’t that worry you?”

Kelvin’s brow furrowed. “Strangely enough, no, but I wasn’t happy when James Elliot left that hickey above your breast. I wanted to smash my fist into his arrogant face.”

“I remember.” Marie wrinkled her nose. “It pissed off Shane too.” Her eyes narrowed. “It doesn’t seem to bother either of you if you’re the ones to leave marks on my body.”

“After I’d taken a few love bites,” Kelvin said, ignoring her statement, “I’d kiss your collarbone and search out the spots where you’re ticklish.”

“This seduction is taking an awful long time.”

“If it’s worth doing, it’s worth doing well,” Kelvin said, pinching her nipple twice before studying the rosy color. “Beautiful,” he said. “I’d play with your breasts, kiss them and touch them, like I am now with my fingers, lips and teeth.”

“And would all this playing and teasing have an effect on you?”

“It would make my heart beat faster and blood would start crowding into my cock until it hardened and my balls ached. A bit like now,” he added ruefully.

“I had noticed.”

“Very observant of you. Now where was I?”

“Playing with my breasts and driving me crazy,” Marie said, a trifle breathless.

Kelvin grinned and bent to suck one nipple deep into his mouth. He plied it with his tongue and gave her a hint of teeth until she felt the honey flow between her legs. Slowly, he let the nipple pop from his mouth and they both watched the way the sun glistened on the wet peak.

“Once I’d played enough to make us both crazy I’d make you come. I’d pump my fingers inside you and hook my fingers so I hit your sweet spot. And when the pleasure started to cut through your body I’d lean in and lick your hard clit until you explode.”

“Wow, you talk a good game.”

“I’m not finished.” Kelvin brushed a kiss over her lips. “Then I’d push your breasts together and make a tunnel for my cock.”

“And then what?”

Kelvin traced her mouth with his forefinger. Giving in to the temptation she opened her mouth and took his finger inside. She sucked the digit and felt it in the clench of her cunt, the deepening heat in his eyes and his smile. She was lost in him and the moment, but at the back of her mind was the notion of how much better it would be if Shane was present, sharing in the togetherness.

“I’d push my cock through your cleavage far enough so you could lick the head of my cock.”

Marie opened her mouth and let Kelvin’s finger drop free. “I want you.”

Kelvin’s throat worked. “Sounds like a plan, but not here. Hell, woman, I have no control where you’re concerned. I didn’t even get to rub on suntan lotion yet.”

Marie laughed. “You’ll have to work on your technique.”

“You want to go back to the house for privacy? We could go swimming instead.”

“Bite your tongue.”

“Hey, if I bite my tongue I won’t be able to fuck you with it.”

Marie laughed again. “Now there’s an incentive.”

“Here, you’d better put on your shirt before you shock the family heading this way.”

“Kelvin!” Marie grabbed the shirt and shoved her arms into it with barely a moment to spare.

“Does that mean you want to stay here?”

“Not on your life. You got me all hot and horny and you’re going to have to fix it.”

Chapter Five

Hand in hand, they hurried back to the house, not speaking much, the tension building as they neared their destination. Privacy. A soft, flat surface and relief from the sensual ache that had sprung to life in her lower belly. Panting, Marie’s hand trembled when she unlocked the front door. They stumbled inside, leaving a trail of clothing across the polished wooden floor all the way to the nearest bedroom. In a tangle of limbs they fell to the mattress.

Marie parted her legs and Kelvin shoved inside with little finesse. They both groaned, equally wild for each other, bodies straining while Kelvin used rapid-fire thrusts, dominating and fueling the fire within them both. A blaze of sensual energy scorched her when he lunged deep in an erotic assault on her fevered flesh. Her vaginal walls clamped on his cock and needy sounds fell from her lips. Kelvin plundered her mouth, hot stabs of his tongue echoing the thrusts of his cock. She felt the uneven thumping of his heart, tasted his hunger. The slap of flesh on flesh filled the room along with harsh breathing.

“Kelvin,” she gasped when he sucked a sensitive spot on her neck.

“Come for me.” The raspy command tipped her over into searing pleasure, her clit spasming on Kelvin’s next thrust. She sobbed out his name, their loving rough and hot and raw. He dug his fingers into the taut globes of her ass and drove deep until, with a groan, he joined her in climax.

In the aftermath, their clammy bodies stuck together but Marie wouldn’t have traded places for anything. The only thing that would have made it better was if Shane was present, making her the filling between the two men. Her throat ached with the need to tell Kelvin. She tried. She even opened her mouth, but in the end she remained a coward.

Kelvin stayed the night. They made love again and again, falling asleep in the small hours of the morning, exhausted but well loved.

Marie came awake with a jolt, a stream of sunshine creeping across the bed. Already the room was stuffy with another humid day on the way. Kelvin was still asleep when she crawled out of bed. After a quick shower she dressed in shorts and a sleeveless shirt and wandered to the kitchen to make coffee.

A car pulled up outside and the familiar face made her heart beat faster. What was he doing here?

Marie flung open the front door. “Shane, what are you doing here?”

“Aren’t I allowed to see my best girl?” Shane stalked inside and swept her into his arms, his mouth claiming hers an instant later. Marie’s pulse went crazy as she breathed in his scent. Her heart did a distinct flip-flop before her hands crept around his neck to hold tight. How could she want two men at the same time? There was something fundamentally wrong with her, unnatural and wicked. But that didn’t stop her yearning, and with the yearning came the knowledge that the two men—her best friends—had told her to decide. She’d rather hack off her hands before picking Shane over Kelvin or the reverse.

“Babe, I missed you.” His face didn’t look as bad as Kelvin’s.

“You saw me yesterday.”

“He means he wanted to fuck you,” Kelvin said coming from the bedroom. With his naked state and his ruffled hair it was very obvious what they’d been doing all night. The mottled bruise on his upper chest was another great clue.

Shane’s brows rose, his blue eyes widening. “Babe, are those teeth marks?”

Heat filled her cheeks as she vaguely recalled biting Kelvin while in the throes of orgasm.

“Um, coffee?”

“Sure.” Shane glanced at Kelvin’s cock and smirked. “Didn’t you tire each other out? Would you like me to take care of that swelling for you?”

Marie gasped and shot a quick glance at Kelvin.

“Fuck off,” he said. “I can take care of things myself.”

“But what if I’m offering?” Shane winked before he released Marie.

To Marie’s surprise, Kelvin’s face flushed. He cursed, hot and nasty words, judging by the tone. She didn’t catch the exact words but Shane did.

“Right back at ya, mate,” Shane said. “Should I bring in coffee?”

Marie frowned and grabbed Shane’s arm, dragging him over to the kitchen area. “Sit, and stop causing trouble.”

“It’s my middle name,” Shane said, taking a seat and leaning back in a lazy sprawl. With his dark ruffled hair and sexy blue eyes he looked mischievous, a bad boy set on trouble.

“When it suits you,” Kelvin muttered before disappearing into the bedroom.

While the pipes rattled, indicating Kelvin was taking a shower, Marie made coffee and poured two mugs, handing one to Shane.

“Why are you needling him? You’re best friends. You never fight.”

“Things change,” Shane said. “What are you doing today? Spending time at the beach?”

“Yeah, I thought I’d have a swim. I didn’t get around to it yesterday.”

“Sounds good. Maybe we can slip a snooze in your program somewhere.”

“Damn, you never give up,” Kelvin sneered, stalking up to the table where the pair sat.

“No,” Shane said. “How the hell do you think I won my promotion in the first place?”

Marie stared at the two in shock. Shane had stood and watched Kelvin warily. Kelvin’s hands had curled to fists and anger simmered through him in palpable waves. “What is wrong with the pair of you? Why are you behaving like rabid dogs?”

Neither man took their eyes off the other. Marie noticed that neither of them answered her questions either. The air throbbed with clear hostility.

Shane glanced at his watch before his gaze returned to Kelvin. “I believe it’s my turn. Take a hike.”

Shock hit Marie like a sledgehammer. She stared at the two men, distress curling like fog through her mind and body. They were playing a game with her as the prize. Her eyes stung but she swallowed and bit her inner lip to the point of pain, refusing to let them see how much they’d hurt her.

When she’d managed to still the impulse to cry, she spoke. “Explain.” The terse word echoed between them. She saw the two men glance at each other, the accusation in Kelvin’s face, and knew her supposition had been spot-on. They were treating her like a trophy. Marie sucked in a deep breath. It did nothing to calm her agitation. She glared at Kelvin before slowly turning her head to glare at Shane with equal contempt.

“Tell me,” she said in a fierce tone.

Kelvin shrugged. “I know it looks bad, Marie, but—”

“Bad! You’re treating me like an object. I thought I was your friend. You’re treating me with total disrespect.” Her words edged closer to a shriek.

“No, Marie,” Shane said. “We love you.”

Marie closed her eyes briefly, knowing she couldn’t talk to them now. She didn’t want to know them. Blindly she turned away, her gaze landing on her car keys. She picked them up and took two steps toward the door.

“Where are you going?” Kelvin asked.

“Away. I can’t talk to either of you now.” Marie scooped up her handbag and hurried through the door, slamming it in Shane’s face. Sobbing she ran to her car. Tossing her handbag onto the passenger seat, she jammed the keys in the ignition and started the engine as the door opened and Kelvin and Shane rushed outside.

Marie backed from the driveway, ignoring the two men. They were idiots. Total bloody idiots. And it had become painfully obvious that they didn’t care for her in the same way she cared for them. They couldn’t, otherwise they’d have shown her more respect.

Marie sped down the road, not sure of her destination but knowing one thing for sure. A broken heart hurt like hell.

* * * * *

The night spent at the motel hadn’t helped her come to a decision. Dispirited, she decided she might as well return to the house in Tuakau. Kelvin and Shane might or might not be there. Her stomach crimped at the thought, but Marie knew she couldn’t hide any longer. Time to put on her big girl panties and make some decisions—the first one being a resolution on where she would live. She wouldn’t go with Shane and she knew she couldn’t live with Kelvin either. It was all or nothing. Being with one of the men wouldn’t ease the hole left by the departure of the other. No, it was best if she started over. She’d pulled herself from the depths of misery before. It would be difficult but she could do it again if she had to.

When she pulled up outside the house, Shane’s vehicle was parked outside. There was no sign of Kelvin.

Big girl panties, she reminded herself when the urge to turn her vehicle and head back to town hit her. Marie pulled up beside Shane’s SUV and climbed out.

The humid heat sucked the oxygen from the air and Marie swiped the back of her hand across her brow. Maybe she’d go for a swim and set up camp under an umbrella by the swimming hole.

The house was silent when she entered, only slightly cooler than outside. She went straight to her room and pulled out a bikini. An unwilling smile tugged at her lips when she realized the top of this one was missing as well. She pulled on a sleeveless T-shirt, grabbed a towel from the cupboard and headed for the river. Her steps faltered when she saw Shane was already there. He’d put up the sun umbrella and brought down the padded mat they used on days they decided to spend several hours lazing by the river.

“Marie, I’m glad you’re here. I was worried.” Shane leapt to his feet and wrapped his arms around her before she could protest. The citrus aftershave he wore along with his musky scent combined in a seductive cocktail. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Marie relaxed against his muscular chest, feeling the warmth of his sun-heated skin through her T-shirt. She closed her eyes and soaked up the comfort he offered. They stood that way for long minutes. Marie felt his solid heartbeat beneath her cheek and heard the river water rippling past plus the click of a cicada in the trees.

“Can we have a truce?” he asked. “I don’t want to fight with you.”

Because he was leaving soon, with or without her. Marie winced but pulled away and forced a smile. “Truce. I don’t suppose you know where my bikini top is?”

Shane grinned lazily. “Go without. I’m going topless.”

Marie snorted. “Oh yeah. It’s fine for you.”

“Come for a swim. It’s too hot to fight.” Shane stood. Marie watched as he prowled to the riverbank. Despite her anger at both him and Kelvin her body tingled, her sex moistening when she studied him. Gorgeous. So damned sexy. He’d figured out her weakness without even trying. She was a sad, sad woman. Sighing, Marie removed her shirt and went for a swim.