Hot In Here (Ashton Heights Fire # 3) by Sami Lee Page A

her
neck and gently squeezed the muscles there. “You heard the man.
Take off your blouse.”
    The command was quietly worded but threaded
through with steel that weakened Ally’s knees. Her fingers trembled
as they went to her buttons and started undoing them. Leo watched
avidly as she revealed the lace bra beneath her white cotton
blouse, then her bare midriff. Blair stood back a little so she
could pull her arms from the short sleeves, apparently preferring
to watch while she disrobed as well.
    It made Ally feel
conspicuous, nervous. It also aroused the hell out of her to think
that both these men liked what they saw. They were both pretty darn
delicious themselves, Leo in his faded jeans and grey T-shirt,
Blair in dark jeans and navy button-down shirt.
    They’d look even better in nothing.
    When she’d dropped the blouse to the floor
and she stood only in her lace push up bra and black skirt, Leo let
out a slow breath. “Beautiful.”
    “ Now you,” Ally
said.
    Thankfully, Leo didn’t argue, grabbing a
fistful of his shirt from between his shoulder blades and pulling
the whole thing off in one sexy move. As soon as she got a look at
his washboard abs and strong chest, Ally wanted to put her lips all
over them. She remembered how it had felt to rake her fingernails
down those powerful arms as he’d entered her, and her pussy
clenched as though missing him. Her panties filled with damp
heat.
    Then Blair’s shirt landed on the pile of
discarded clothes and her clit did a little dance of anticipation.
Needing to see him too—his chest and abdomen was lightly dusted
with fine dark hair that she’d loved running her fingers through
last time—Ally tried to turn around. Blair held her in place with
two firm hands on her waist. “Take all of it off. See how much Leo
likes to watch you.”
    Ally saw the way Leo’s
chest rose and fell with his indrawn breath and was infused with a
forceful desire to please him. It was that as much as Blair’s
demanding tone that had her unzipping her skirt and stepping out of
it. Her shoes were practical pumps, so she took them off too. Next
time, she’d wear something stilt high and sexy so they could fuck
her in them.
    Was it possible to have a next time, and a
next and a next with two men?
    She moved to the front clasp of her bra and
unhooked it. Leo’s gaze was trained on every movement of her
fingers, so she removed the bra as slowly as she could, drawing out
his visual pleasure. When the garment was on the floor with her
other clothes, she returned her hands to her breasts and fondled
them, squeezing the mounds of flesh and teasing their stiff peaks
with her fingers.
    “ Jesus,” Leo breathed.
“You’re killing me.”
    “ Touch me, Leo.
Please.”
    Her own ministrations were making her
breathless, and she wondered if she was exciting herself more than
Leo when he shook his head. “Too damn sexy. I have to watch.”
    “ Give him more, Ally Cat.”
Blair had gathered her hair in his hand and was holding it in a
twist at the back of her head. He bent his head and trailed kisses
over her nape. “Pinch those nipples. Make them all red and
pointy.”
    His mouth on her neck, his rough command,
made Ally’s clit throb. She was helpless to do anything but follow
his instructions. She pinched her nipples, tugged on them and
teased them until they were flint hard. Leo’s appreciation was
obvious in his accelerated breathing and his sharp gaze. His
interest excited her. Blair’s hot kisses all over her neck thrilled
her. Unable to curb the instinct, she slipped a hand into her
panties and started fingering her clit.
    Her breath hitched at the
much-needed contact, but before she could get too into it, Blair
grasped her wrist. “Nuh-huh. No orgasm yet, sweetheart. Unless
you’re ready to tell us your name.”
    To hell with it, Ally thought, needing a climax more than she
needed to protect her identity. She opened her mouth to speak and
then had a quick mental flash of how it