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

better than those lemon tarts, right, Evan?”
    “Hell yes. No comparison.” Evan nipped her neck lightly and lifted his head as well. “She tastes as sweet as I remember.”
    Rory gently untangled his fingers from Jess’s hair and lowered his arms to his sides. The two men were looking at each other, and Jess could have sworn they were having some sort of conversation, despite the fact that neither of them said a word. That strange feeling she’d been left out of something got stronger when Evan released her and stepped back, leaving her clinging to Rory. The moment Evan was gone she felt colder, and she knew it was more than just his body heat she was missing. When the three of them had been together, she had felt complete in a way she’d never imagined possible.
    “Come on, baby. We’re not done with you yet,” Rory said, a sexy smile tugging at his lips.
    He leaned down and scooped her into his arms, carrying her out of the kitchen as she looked around wild eyed.
    “But dessert!” She gestured back to the kitchen and then again to the table as he carried her right past it and over to the couch in the living room.
    “I told you, we’ll get to that part of dessert later.” Rory settled his big body onto the couch and settled her crosswise in his lap so that her back was against the armrest and her feet rested on the cushions. It didn’t take long for Evan to join them, flicking the fireplace switch with one elbow on his way in. He claimed the spot beside Rory, and Jess had to pull her feet in as he sat down.
    Her eyes widened and she realized he hadn’t come empty-handed, but Rory had his arm wrapped around her waist and she knew there was no point in struggling. Not that she really wanted to. Evan had brought in a washcloth and a towel he’d clearly snagged out of the kitchen, along with the whipped cream canister and the bottle of chocolate sauce she’d used to make the hot chocolate.
    “Now I’m going to have dessert,” Evan told her and her body hummed with anticipation. He gathered her feet up and lifted them into his lap, and Jess felt Rory’s arm tighten around her as Evan began slowly washing her feet. The cloth was warm and wet and Evan took his time, especially with her toes.
    “This polish matches the roses we bought you.” He stroked a fingertip over one polished toenail and then along the top of her foot to her ankle. “I think it’s my favorite color for you.”
    “I like it, too,” Jess whispered, her voice barely more than a whisper.
    Rory gently brushed back her hair from her neck and started nibbling his way from her shoulder up to her ear. “Don’t be nervous, baby. If this gets to be too much, just say so.”
    “This is all just a bit surreal.”
    Evan kept up his ministrations as he glanced over at her and winked. “What, you’ve never had two guys cuddle up on the couch with you before?”
    She laughed. “Whatever is going on here, it’s definitely more than just us cuddling.”
    “That’s up to you, sweetheart.” Evan finished washing one foot and dried it just as carefully before moving onto her other one. “I know what Rory and I want, but you’re the one calling the shots.”
    Warmth blossomed deep in Jess’s heart and spread outward, lightening her spirit and easing away the last of her worries. “I thought you said Rory was the bossy one?”
    “I am.” Rory growled into her neck and then nipped at her earlobe. “But that doesn’t mean I’m going to force you to do something you don’t want to do.”
    Jess leaned back and closed her eyes, reveling in the luxury of having two men’s complete attention. “I trust you,” she told them and was rewarded with a low, approving growl from Rory.
    “Good.”
    She felt Rory’s hand move to cup her breast and her nipple instantly tightened to a diamond-hard nub. Callused fingers stroked and teased at her areola, sending tingles and flashes of pleasure through her body and making her clit throb. Evan finished