The driver tightened his jaw. “Very well, Miss Kate.”
“Kitty.” She pursed her lips.
What was going on? Noah sensed that the driver’s connection to Kitty might be a little more complex than the normal chauffeur-heiress relationship. How odd. There was nothing in the briefing he’d got about the Velvet’s limo driver. He made a mental note to have one of his men follow up on it.
Cain turned forward as the divider between him and the rest of the group slid into place.
Kitty’s shoulders relaxed, and she settled back into her seat. “It’s hard to find good help these days.”
“I can imagine.” Noah glanced at Shane and then shifted until his knees brushed against hers. The contact sent a small thrill of excitement racing through his body. She was so damn receptive. He wondered if she had ever been with two men before. The thought of being with both her and Shane made his cock harder than it had been in a long, long time.
She gestured past Shane to a small, built-in bar. “Would you care for a drink?”
“Allow me.” Shane moved over and began to rummage through the glassware and bottles. Noah kept his gaze fixed on Kitty. He couldn’t seem to look away. She had a beautifully symmetrical face, all soft and round. She looked so innocent, even though he knew it wasn’t true. Still, Kitty sparked protectiveness in him. The feelings seemed odd, considering what they were about to do to her.
“I keep it well stocked, so I have anything you might need.” Kitty completely ignored Noah in favor of Shane’s hard, muscular back. Noah shifted his gaze to the bar and outlined Shane’s profile with his gaze. While Kitty’s face was round, Shane’s was more angular, more masculine, yet it was no less beautiful.
Noah inhaled deeply and forced back his surging desire. Despite his feelings, what they were doing was wrong. Someone was going to get hurt. It would be better to put an end to it now, before things went too far.
He switched his focus back to Kitty and leaned toward her. “Thank you for saving us from club security. If you had any idea—”
“What would you like, Noah?” Shane turned from the bar and narrowed his eyes. “The usual?”
Noah lifted his chin and leaned back in his seat. “Scotch.”
“And for the lady?” Shane’s gaze softened as he turned to Kitty. Another bolt of jealousy stabbed Noah’s gut. This was insane.
He
was insane for going along with it.
“Martini,” Kitty said.
Shane raised his brows. “You’re a martini girl, huh?”
She nodded. “Straight up with a twist of lemon.”
“Of course.” He inclined his head and went back to the bar, this time going for a small compartment tucked in the lower right-hand side.
Noah saw the panic on Kitty’s face and frowned. What was she so nervous about?
“Well, well, what do we have here?” Shane turned and held up a long pink instrument for Noah to see.
Of all the… Noah’s lips twitched, and he crossed his arms in front of his chest. “It appears to me that our little Kitty cat likes to play with toys.”
Kitty shifted away from the men to the far corner of the seat and lifted her chin. “Is that a problem?”
Noah tilted his head to the side and raised his brows. “A problem?” The pink vibrator was a revelation but not a problem. Kitty was more sexually curious than he’d thought. It opened up a whole new world of possibilities. If she had used sex toys, had she tried other kinks as well? How would she feel about watching two men pleasure each other?
“Lots of women use sex toys—especially when men turn into such a disappointment,” Kitty said.
Shane leaned forward and waved the toy in the air. “Honey, you haven’t been satisfied because you’ve been fucking the wrong men.” The implication in his voice, combined with the glimmer in his eye, was unmistakable. Noah had seen it many times before. He loved that look. The tension in the air increased, and Noah began to feel hot all over. It didn’t matter what had brought them to Kitty tonight or their reasons for doing this. All that mattered was the fact that the three of them were alone in the back of this limo, and Noah had never felt such strong attraction toward two people in his life.
He imagined them all naked, limbs entwined. He didn’t know who he’d touch first, Shane or Kitty. He wanted to caress both their bodies, memorize every dip and curve. Fuck, he wanted to drown himself in their scents and skin and never come up for air.
“I suppose you two think you can do better?” Kitty looked at each of them in turn. “I should warn you, many have tried to satisfy me, but none have succeeded.”
The challenge only made Noah harder. Did she think he wouldn’t measure up? She couldn’t be more wrong. He slid closer. “Honey, I
know
we’ll succeed.”
“We always succeed.” Shane rubbed the round tip of the sex toy against her biceps, then down over her elbow and finally to her wrist. Noah watched as Shane nudged the tip between her fingers until it touched her palm. He bit back a groan as he imagined it was his cock, not some sex toy, that she fondled.
“Oh yes, lass, we’ll succeed,” Noah added.
Kitty stroked the toy and locked her eyes with Shane. “You think so, eh?”
“Absolutely.”
“I’d like to see you try.”
Shane turned on the vibrator. The dull buzz filled the cabin of the limo as it shook in her hand. She remembered how the vibrator felt between her legs, how the antennae pressed just the right spot. With just a flick of the wrist, she could ease the ache deep inside.
Shane slid the vibrator back and forth between her fingers. Heat swept through her body. How many times had she used the toy on herself and been left feeling empty? Sure, she had an orgasm, but there was something missing. She had experimented with various positions and speeds but found she really needed more than a plastic toy to feel completely satisfied. She needed a warm, hard body to go with it.
“We won’t need that,” Noah added, glancing at Shane. “What the two of us have will be more than enough to please you.” He returned his gaze to Kitty, a slow, suggestive smile spreading across his lips. “Still, I’m never one to deny a woman her kink. We can use it if you want us to.”
He was watching her with that intelligent, knowing gaze. Suddenly Kitty felt exposed and vulnerable, something she wasn’t used to feeling. Her unease made her realize just how outnumbered she was in the back of the limo. If the two men put their minds to it, they could accomplish a lot before Cain stopped the car and came to her aid. Even then, her driver was pushing retirement, and the men in front of her were probably half that age. They could easily overpower Cain if they wanted to. The possibility of danger sent a ribbon of excitement through her core.
“It doesn’t matter if you use it or not.” She pulled her hand away from the vibrator and turned to face Shane. “It doesn’t do a whole lot for me.”
“Why do you keep it, then?” Shane flicked the vibrator off and placed it on the seat between them.
She stared at the toy as a trickle of disappointment rippled through her. “It’s better than nothing.”
Shane ran his fingers along the dildo’s length. “‘Better than nothing,’ she says.” He glanced at Noah. “I think the lady is offering us a challenge.”
“Perhaps.” Noah leaned forward, placing himself inches away from her body. “Would you let us try to please you, little kitten?” He dipped his fingers over her bare forearm. They felt warm and smooth. Heat sparked wherever he touched. The warmth slid up her arms and fanned out over her chest. If only he’d move those fingers lower and relieve the ache between her thighs.
“Although I’m afraid our little kitten might get more than she bargained for,” Noah said.
She locked her gaze with his and lifted her chin in defiance. “I can take anything you can dish out and more.”
Shane leaned forward, drawing her attention. “Is that a challenge?”
“Absolutely.”
He glanced at Noah. “Well then, let’s have a wager.”
“Excellent idea.” Noah glided his hand along her wrist and began to tease her fingers.
“I don’t know. Even if you could satisfy me, I don’t have anything you could possibly want.” Everything she had was tied up in Velvet Steel, and after Wednesday that too would be gone.
Noah slid his fingers over to stroke her palm. “It seems our little kitten thinks we are full of shit.” He smiled at Shane. “I say we prove her wrong.”
Shane leaned back, rested his elbow on the seat and stroked his fingers over her shoulder. She could feel his heated touch through the thin fabric of her shirt. She wondered if he would touch her elsewhere on her body and if he could make her feel warm there as well.
“If we satisfy you, then you must grant us one favor,” he said.
“What kind of favor?”
Shane’s intoxicating smile caused her insecurities to evaporate and her heart to flutter in her chest. “The specifics aren’t important. We can determine that later, right, Noah?”
Noah’s features remained relaxed and open. It seemed as if he had peeled off the mask he wore outside the car and allowed his true self to emerge. “Right.” The word held a world of erotic promise, and a stirring began in Kitty’s lower abdomen at the commanding sound of his voice.
“Are you sure that want to do this right here?” She pointed to the limo cushions. “Right now?” Her skin heated, and liquid heat poured into her core. “You seemed hesitant back at the club.”
“Of course.” Shane used his free hand to turn on the dildo.
“There’s no better time than the present,” Noah added. “I have to admit, the stakes will make everything more intriguing.”
“And just like that”—she snapped her fingers—“you think I’d do whatever you asked of me.” She shook her head. “I have to know what you want first.”
“Kitten, I think you know what we want.” Noah smiled, and Kitty caught the intense heat in his gaze. It captured her attention and drew her closer. Her heartbeat raced, and her nipples pressed painfully against her bra.
“And if I win?” Kitty shifted her gaze to Shane. “What do I get?”
Shane put his arm around her. “Lass, you will get us as your personal sex servants for the entire weekend.”
“Sex servants?” Kitty moistened her lips as need rolled through her body. “Really?”
“Really.” Noah brushed his hand against her knee. “Your every erotic fantasy would be ours to fulfill.”
She pretended to think about it. These two were so egotistical, so certain of their victory. They weren’t aware of how many men had tried to please her without success. Sure, they’d had her going on the dance floor, but that was before the wager. These two didn’t know about her competitive spirit. All she had to do was hold herself back for a short while, and the men would belong to her for an
entire
weekend. It was almost a shame how easy it would be.
She glanced out the window. “It looks like we have about thirty minutes before we arrive at my home. If you can get me to come in that short amount of time, then you have a deal.” It would never happen, not in a million years.
Noah glanced at Shane. “That’s about twenty-nine minutes longer than we need.”
“I was thinking the same thing.” Shane pressed Kitty’s shoulder until she leaned back on the limo cushions. “Relax, pet. Let us take care of you.”
“It will be our pleasure.” Noah moved closer, his heat penetrating the lower half of her body and causing moisture to form between her thighs.
Kitty’s skin tingled with awareness as anticipation rushed through her system. Could these men do it? Could they make her come in the next thirty minutes? It had been a long time since she’d had a decent orgasm. She’d hate to be disappointed.
“You’ll have to take turns.” She shifted her gaze between the men. “I hope you two brought condoms.”
“We won’t need condoms.”
Won’t need condoms? “You’re going to take turns with the vibrator then?”
“We have no intention of taking turns, little kitten.” Shane moved the edges of her button-down shirt back, exposing the heavy swell of her breasts.
“Shane and I intend to sample you together.” Noah knelt on the floor in front of her.
Would he be gentle or rough? Would he hurt her? She had a flash of concern as she remembered that she didn’t really know these men, or what they were capable of doing. Could she trust them?
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Relax, lass.” Shane’s calming voice floated over her. Her body responded to it, her muscles relaxing as the heavy Irish brogue echoed in the cabin. There was a soothing quality about his voice that turned her muscles to water. “Close your eyes.”
“What?” Kitty dragged her gaze away from Noah to look at Shane.
Shane smiled. “You heard me.”
“But—”
“Don’t worry, lass. We’ll take care of you.” Noah lifted her skirt and unclasped the fastener between her garter and the fishnet stocking. “That’s better.” He undid the clasp on the other leg, then moved to one side as Shane repositioned himself to look up her skirt.
“Ah, little kitten, you are a pretty sight.” Shane spread her thighs apart. “So wet and ready for our attention.” He leaned back against the cushions and returned his attention to her breasts. “Trust us. We won’t hurt you.” He flicked open one of the buttons and parted her shirt wider, exposing even more of the special bra she had chosen just for tonight. Shane sucked in his breath and ran his finger over the black lace.
“Yeah, hurting you would be rather counterproductive, don’t you think?” Noah slid his hand over her inner thigh as his gaze flicked up to meet hers. “Unless you like that kink as well.” He smiled. “You seemed to like it well enough back in the club. Close your eyes.”
Kitty did as she was told and groaned as Noah ran his featherlight touch over her opening. Desire snaked around her body, holding her immobile. What were they going to do next? She waited for Noah to touch her clit, but he never did. Instead he ran his hand along her opposite thigh, then kissed a particularly sensitive spot on her skin next to his fingers. Kitty moaned as his tongue and teeth set her nerve endings on fire. His kisses felt good, so good.
Noah gently moved down, kissing a hot, erotic trail, until he reached her knee. There he clasped his fingers around her leg, then lifted it into the air and rested it on his shoulder.