“Ashlynn…” He’d intended to tell her that would never happen, but then she moved closer, and the words died in his throat. He took a step back, then another, until he backed into the Cadillac CTS-V that sat in one of the four occupied spaces.

Her finger trailed his jaw as she pressed up against him, trapping him between her luscious body and the car. He could feel the silk of her robe against his fingers, the crush of her breasts against his chest. It took every ounce of his self-control to keep his hands at his sides and not reach for her the way he wanted.

“Don’t tell me you didn’t like what you saw earlier.” Her eyes glittered knowingly.

Fuck. He should’ve listened to Derrick when he’d told Leyton they were busy, that they didn’t want to be bothered. Unfortunately, Leyton had been too caught up in the news he’d received to pay much attention. Instead of waiting, he had marched up the stairs and right into Ashlynn’s bedroom, coming to an abrupt halt just outside the bathroom door when he’d unsuspectingly glimpsed the sexiest fucking interaction between two people that he’d ever had the pleasure of seeing. Better than any fucking porno he’d ever watched.

He had hoped she hadn’t seen him there, gawking at them through the reflection in the bathroom mirror. It’d been a huge invasion of their privacy for him to have blatantly gaped at them in the bathtub, he knew, but all the commands he’d tried to give himself to walk away had never taken root. Instead, he had been awestruck.

Ashlynn had been perched atop Jase in the huge tub, water cascading over her flawless skin, her beautiful breasts jutting upward as Jase held a generous mound in his tanned hand, his fingers plucking her rosy nipple while he had been simultaneously fucking her with his fingers. But it hadn’t only been what he’d seen but also what he’d heard that had nearly done him in.

What would you do to him if I was watching?

I’d order him to his knees, make him free my dick, then admire the way he wrapped his lips around me. I’d watch while he teased the head with his tongue, then sucked me deep into his throat.

At that moment, Leyton had wished he could’ve held Jase’s cock in his hands, licked him, tasted him. He had been so eager to do what Jase had described.

I’d fuck his mouth while he gripped my thighs and took all of me.

Would you come?

Oh, yeah.

Leyton had imagined Jase coming down his throat. Even now, the idea made his dick twitch.

When you were finished, would you kiss him? Taste yourself in his mouth?

Then I’d go to my knees and take his dick in my hand. I’d use my tongue to torment him, licking his balls until he was begging me for more. Only then would I suck him. You don’t know how bad I want to taste him.

Shaking off the thoughts and clearing his throat, Leyton tried to come up with an explanation as to why he’d been there, why he’d watched them. Again.

“I knew you were there,” she said softly. “I knew you were watching.”

He couldn’t very well deny it, so Leyton kept his mouth shut.

“And I know you wanted to join us. The thought of sliding my pussy over your cock and riding you while Jase’s big dick is buried in your mouth … that was what got me off.”

Leyton sucked in a sharp breath when her hand grazed his erection.

“Why won’t you give in? Take what we’re offering you?”

“I can’t,” he blurted.

She sounded almost sympathetic when she said, “That’s what you told Jase. But I don’t believe it any more than he does.”

Okay, so maybe sympathetic wasn’t the right word.

He knew he should’ve pulled away, but he couldn’t seem to get his legs to move. The way her hand lightly cupped his balls, her fingernail teasing the rigid length of his cock, had his body humming. If she wasn’t careful, she’d make him come in his fucking pants, something he’d never done in his entire life.

“Do you want me?” Ashlynn asked.

The blunt question threw him momentarily. He couldn’t lie to her, no matter how much he knew he should. “Yes,” he croaked, his eyes locked with hers.

“Do you want Jase?”

Fuck. She was not going to make this easy on him.

“Yes.”

Fully expecting another question, Leyton held his breath while she continued to fondle him, her eyes trailing to his mouth.

“Remember when we kissed?”

“I’ll never forget it,” he admitted, the words coming out on a tortured whisper.

“Me, either,” she answered, leaning into him as she went up on her toes, bringing her mouth closer to his. He could feel her breath against his lips.

Leyton knew he was in big trouble, but he couldn’t seem to do a damn thing about it. Up to this point, technically, he hadn’t touched her. But he knew that was about to change if she did what he hoped she would do.

“Jase and I talk about all the things we want to do to you.”

Before he could stop the words, he asked, “Like what?”

When she pulled back, her robe slipped open, freeing one magnificent breast. Her nipple was pebbled, and he suddenly wanted to wrap his lips around it and suck it into his mouth. Of their own volition, his hips thrust forward, increasing the friction of her hand on his dick while his gaze rested on her tit.

“First, we’d have you lie on the bed while I straddle your face.”

He met her eyes again, unsure he’d heard her correctly.

A sinfully sexy grin tipped the corners of her mouth. “You’d lick my pussy while I feast on your dick. And while I’m sucking you deep into my mouth, Jase would spread your legs wide, opening you so he could rim your asshole with his tongue, preparing you to take his dick.”

Leyton’s cock pulsed, his hands fisting against his side. He was breathing hard, as was Ashlynn.

“I wanna feel your tongue in my pussy.” The seductive rasp of her voice nearly had him going to his knees. “I wanna watch Jase fuck your ass hard and fast while you eat me out.”

His mouth was dry, his throat working hard to swallow as his cock continued to throb. She was pushing him, and she knew it as well as he did, but Leyton couldn’t seem to do a fucking thing to stop her. He’d wanted her for so fucking long, dreamed about moments such as this.

Ashlynn’s tongue slid over his bottom lip, her free hand gripping his wrist and tugging it beneath her robe.

“Ashlynn,” he warned, but still, he sought her slick pussy with his fingers.

She had nothing on beneath the robe, and that knowledge was more than he could handle.

His body coiled tighter and tighter as she slipped her tongue into his mouth, his fingers stroking her bare cunt until he couldn’t stop himself. Leyton grabbed the back of her head and thrust his tongue into her mouth, devouring her. Within seconds, he had reversed their positions, his hands gripping her ass as he lifted her onto the hood of the car while he plundered her mouth with his tongue.

Sweet.

God, she was so fucking sweet.

He could taste mint on her tongue, along with something more potent. Need, anticipation. He wasn’t sure what, but whatever it was, he wanted every bit of it. Without hesitation, he ripped open her robe and groped her with his hands while he sucked on her tongue.

She gripped his head with both hands, pulling her mouth from his. “Lick my pussy,” she commanded, her breath fanning his face. “Suck my clit.” Her eyes fluttered. “Make me come with your mouth, Leyton.”

Leyton knew he was going to hell for this—likely far sooner than he would have once Max found out—but he couldn’t stop himself. In his vocabulary, no suddenly meant yes, please.

Sliding his hand behind her knee, he lifted her right leg, forcing her back onto her elbow while he opened her to his hungry gaze. Her pink pussy lips glistened in the fluorescent lights from above. When he leaned down, Ashlynn’s fingers laced into his hair, jerking him forward until his face was buried in her pretty pussy, his tongue sliding through the smooth folds.