Get Off Easy (Noble House, #1) by Sara Brookes Page A

urgency that boiled her blood and sent a spiral of neediness coiling between her legs.
    Somewhere in the distance, Saint unleashed a deep, rumbling growl.
    In a flash, the kiss from Boyce morphed into something else. Something aggressive and hard, ruling her mind and her body. She whimpered, praying Saint put the damn computer away and actually, physically became involved in the ownership Boyce was claiming over her.
    Still so fucking close to having them both.
    “I forgot how much you go to my head.” As Boyce sucked her tongue into his mouth, she whimpered softly.
    The clacking of the keyboard paused.
    Grae clutched her hands into fists, pulling and tugging at the unforgiving metal shackling her. The pain she claimed she didn’t like added a layer to the sensations swirling inside her. As Boyce continued to ravish her mouth, he closed his hands around her breasts again. He massaged her flesh, tugging on her lip as he drew away.
    “How much do you want me inside your snug, little pussy?”
    A spectrum of a thousand different things raced through her mind. A reaction she couldn’t understand. She wanted Boyce. She wanted Saint.
    Together.
    Need tugged at her belly.
    Tell them.
    Deep pulsing throbbed through her, her muscles clenching with the desire to be filled. Though her legs were open, she felt moisture collecting between her folds.
    Tell them you want them both. You know that is all you need to make your fantasies become reality.
    If only it was that simple.
    Instead, she nodded. “Yes. I want you inside me, Mr. Denali.”
    Boyce’s eyes narrowed as he severed his connection, and spread his hands wide on the desktop. Those piercing blue eyes stared at her.
    Her heart gave a hard thump.
    He knows.

Chapter Nine

    T he frightening thought streaked through her, the drugging wave of desire ebbing. Boyce was aware of her omission. He was pulling away, preparing to deliver the edict that would call a halt to the scene.
    How had she managed to blow things before they’d really gotten started?
    Way to go, Burrows.
    “Find anything interesting?” Boyce directed the question to Saint, ignoring her completely. Panic raced through her, sizzling every nerve ending to leave a buzz vibrating under her skin.
    “I hacked into Duke’s security.”
    Boyce dropped his face next to hers. “Hacked being a relative term. He designed the damn system.”
    “I told him to change out the passcodes six months ago. Serves him right.” A grin appeared on Saint’s lips, confident, but a little bit arrogant as well.
    “He’s just trying to impress you with his skills.” Boyce’s breath skimmed over her skin as he nuzzled her neck. The warm air raised the fine hairs on her arms as he pressed a gentle kiss high on her jawline.
    Saint tipped his laptop so Grae would see the screen. His clear green eyes flashed. “No. I just wanted an even better view.”
    Well holy shit. She blinked, stunned at what she saw.
    The image filling his screen was her. Or more importantly, a very close up shot of her bare pussy. The glistening slick folds filled the screen, displaying how much she was aroused. She’d never seen anything so...odd. And beautiful. She hadn’t wanted to be on the camera tonight, but Saint had still managed to find a way.
    Clever.
    She was too aroused to be bothered by the fact she’d played right into their hands— again . Especially because the knowing glint in Saint’s gaze spoke of how much he was enjoying himself. She kept reading these two all wrong. Maybe it was the passage of time that caused her to be so off the mark. Her expectation had been they were still the carefree young men she’d roomed with in college. Even though she’d watched them play at D/s for the past year. Though she’d been prepared for anything, they’d still managed to surprise her.
    To play her.
    Still, she had no idea if they were going to dismiss her, or fuck her.
    And that unknown factor heated her blood.
    “Look at that clever mind