Riptide [Kismet Cove] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Susan Hayes Page A

stomach fluttered and her pussy clenched as Rory turned his dark-chocolate eyes to her.
    “Jess, come here.” Rory pointed to a spot directly in front of him and she froze, torn between some strange desire to obey him and her fear of what might happen if she did.
    Evan reached past her and turned off the element and moved the saucepan away from the heat, completely ignoring her.
    “I said, come here.” Rory’s gaze locked onto hers and Jess felt her pulse quicken as a shiver danced down her spine. She took a single step in his direction and was immediately rewarded with a faint smile that softened his fierce expression.
    “I’m not going to hurt you, baby. I just want you to do as I say.”
    “He’s bossy that way. You’ll get used to it,” Evan whispered behind her. He was close enough she could feel the warmth of his body, but he was not quite touching her.
    Jess took the final three steps to the spot right in front of Rory, the bottle of whipped cream still in her hand. He took it from her and set it aside before cupping her chin in his hand and coaxing her head up so she was looking in his eyes.
    “Dinner was amazing, and Evan and I are going to enjoy the pastries and the hot chocolate later, but for right now I know there’s only one thing I really want for dessert.”
    The callused tip of Rory’s thumb traced the outline of her lips as he stared into her eyes. He wanted her, she could see it. His expression, the heat in his eyes, everything was sending her a very clear message. He wanted her.
    Jess nodded, the barest tip of her head, but it was signal enough for Rory. His mouth was a searing brand as he claimed her, his fingers spearing into her hair as he drew her up onto her toes. A low growl rumbled up from the depths of his chest and Jess felt the vibration traveling from his body to hers. Jess reached up and wrapped her hands around the back of his neck. She was still standing on her tiptoes and their bodies were fused together from thigh to chest. Her heart was hammering against her ribs and her senses were scrambled. His tongue traced the seam of her lips and she parted them, inviting him into the warm depths of her mouth so she could savor his smoky taste again.
    Evan came up behind her, his powerful body pressing up against hers, pushing her into Rory so that she was caught in a vise made of muscle and heat. Evan’s hands traced down the inside of her arms, stroking her through the silky fabric of her top and sending waves of goose bumps chasing along her skin. Evan slid his hands between her body and Rory’s, palming her breasts and squeezing them as he rocked the hard shaft of his cock against the small of her back. Each press of Evan’s body against her back arched Jess into Rory, and she could feel the long, thick evidence of Rory’s arousal pressing into her stomach.
    Need sizzled through Jess and she moaned, the sensation of being sandwiched between two hot, hard bodies almost more than she could bear. When she moaned Rory took their kiss deeper, teasing and tasting every corner of her mouth as if he were a man savoring his last meal.
    Evan nuzzled his face into her hair, his mouth sucking and nibbling at the soft skin of her neck. The sensory onslaught sent a flood of liquid flowing from Jess’s pussy and she shifted her body so that Rory’s thigh slid between hers. Mindless with need, she rubbed her aching clit against his leg, arching her hips in time to the slow, sensual thrusts of Evan’s hips against her back.
    This time both men growled in stereo, and the deep vibration of their response was the most erotic thing Jess had ever experienced. When Evan’s fingers pinched her nipples, her knees turned to water and she would have fallen if not for the steady solid support of their bodies holding her up, keeping her trapped between them.
    Rory sensed what had happened and lifted his head, breaking their kiss to smile down at her with heat sparkling in his deep-brown eyes.
    “Even