shot and Blake set up the cradle. Instead of hugging onto Leo, Jaxi slid close to Blake again, resting against his chest, her breasts compressed against him, swelling to the top of the scooped neck of her dress. Blake bit back a groan.
“You got troubles, Blake?” Jaxi whispered in his ear. She licked him, her hot little tongue slipping into his ear, making his whole body jerk in reaction.
“Hell, Blake, stay still,” Leo complained. The ball bounced sideways, shy of the pocket, and rolled to a stop.
“Our turn for a bit. Come here, sweetheart, and give me some sugar.” Jesse checked Blake for a reaction before bussing Jaxi on the lips.
Blake glared daggers at his little brother.
Joel got into position, kneeling with one leg up, his arm resting casually on the table to his side. “Ride side saddle if you want.”
Jaxi flicked another glance at Blake, then strolled forward confidently. “Side saddle is for cowards.”
She stepped on either side of his leg and lowered herself to straddle him, her skirt lifting to expose more of her long limbs. Blake gritted his teeth as Joel pulled her in tight, squeezing their bodies close as she slid over him. Jaxi made a soft sound of pleasure, her expression nowhere near as confident as only moments before. She bit her lower lip, and Jesse swore, folding his body over them to sink the shot. He lifted her and got ready for the next shot.
Blake drained his beer and tried not to watch as Jaxi and Jesse and Joel wrapped around each other for another six shots. Each time it took longer to arrange the positioning. Jesse slid his hands over Jaxi thoroughly as he prepared, pulling her tighter to himself or pushing her against Joel as he pretended to adjust for line. Jaxi’s face grew flushed, her heartbeat visible in the hollow of her neck, her breathing more and more rapid. Her eyes were huge, her gaze following Blake everywhere.
Blake died a little with every touch of his brothers’ hands on Jaxi. Every time their mouths brushed her skin, every time their hips and torsos pressed together.
He faced the wall and clenched his fists tight. He was going to stalk out the door or he was going to kill someone. Or some two.
Jaxi bit back a cry, breathless and low.
“Holy shit,” Leo muttered.
Blake turned back to see Joel had Jaxi draped over his arm, bent forward, as he pressed against her back to take a shot off Jesse’s shoulder. Joel moved slowly, slipping the pool cue back as if he needed more time. He bent his mouth to Jaxi’s ear and whispered something while he caressed her breast with his free hand. She gasped and arched under him.
Both of Jesse’s hands were free to slide along the long legs spread in front of where he knelt on the ground. One flowed up her leg, under her dress, then over her ass. The other hand wasn’t visible but Blake could imagine what Jesse was doing as the bastard stared into Jaxi’s flushed face, his eyes wild as he watched her tremble under his touch.
Blake saw red. The blood rushing through him heated to boiling as his endurance failed. “Enough!”
The sensual dance fell apart. Joel stood slowly, keeping Jaxi in his arms as he backed them away from where Jesse knelt, head bowed, breathing uneven, fists pressed hard on his thighs. He rose unsteadily to his feet, his eyes glazed as he fought for control. Lifting his fingers to his mouth, Jesse’s blue eyes riveted on Jaxi.
Leo’s phone rang.
He swore and turned away to answer it, retreating to the front room and leaving the three brothers alone with Jaxi.
The only sound was the dull beat of the music echoing from the far side of the wall. Blake focused on the one undeniable truth before him. In the past five minutes something had changed, and there was no going back. Either he stepped up or he stepped aside.
Did he want her?
Damn, he wanted her so bad he had to restrain himself from tossing her over his shoulder like a caveman and hightailing out to his truck for a little action in
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