She dug her nails into Blake’s chest. Though toned and muscular, Blake had a less bulky frame than big mountain man Kane. Blake’s skin felt hot under his torn shirt.
He grunted into the kiss, his thumbs pressing at her aching n*****s. He moved away from her lips, leaving her to fight her lungs for some air.
Passion flooded her veins with both men caressing her body. Blake encased one of her n*****s in his mouth. He grazed his teeth over the swollen mound and sucked hard. Electricity sparked through her, making her shudder.
She threw her head back, slid one hand into his short hair and held him tight to her chest. Christ that felt good.
His mouth on her breast, licking and biting, reduced her ability to think and form a coherent sentence. She gripped Kane’s longer shaggy hair with her
