Roll Against Discovery (3d20 Book 3) Read Free Page A

catch a glimpse of my skirt flipping up. Cool air brushed the back of my legs, and the camera flashed.
    Excitement returned in a rush, bringing my smirk with it. “I think I see what you’re saying.”
    “Show me.” Trevor’s command dragged icy heat down my spine.
    I twisted so he faced my side, and pulled up my skirt, hand on my hip. He continued to snap shots, as I twisted and turned. A tiny voice in my head told me I looked ridiculous. I banished the doubt it insinuated. I hooked my thumbs in the elastic of my panties and tugged the waist down enough to expose skin.
    Evan stepped behind me and covered my hands with his, halting me mid-pose. I caught my breath and leaned back into him. “Careful, Kitten.” His chest vibrated against my back with each word. “Do you really want to take things to that level?”
    Yes. My brain screamed with the answer. I wanted to hear him say it though. There were some assumptions I wasn’t willing to make. “Depends on what that involves.” My voice came out husky.
    He nudged our hands and my clothing a smidge lower. “It probably starts with me stripping these out of the way. Are you willing to bare it all for the camera?”
    A fresh wave of arousal spilled through me. I had to be soaked by now. “Only if we all enjoy it.”
    “Trust me, we will.” Trevor pulled up a chair and dropped into it, viewfinder still pointed in our direction.
    “Then yes.” My agreement tasted wicked.
    Evan dragged down my panties, leaving a trail of delicious friction behind. I stepped out, and he tossed the clothing aside. Still behind me, he flipped the front of my dress.
    Trevor snapped another picture. “You shave.” His appreciative gaze lingered below my waist. “You get hotter every minute.”
    “Wax,” I said. Stubble drove me batty.
    Evan stepped in front of me and looked me over. “God, I’d worship a pussy that gorgeous.”
    Was this a good idea? The lust spilling through me insisted yes, but habits and the fact this was all being captured on camera gave me pause.
    Fuck it. If I was going to be someone else for a few days, I’d go all out. The moment for hesitation was gone. I was going to live this moment, whatever happened, and not let my inhibitions stop me. I dropped onto the edge of the bed, knees together. Enjoying the feeling of two pairs of eyes watching my every move, I trailed my fingers up my thighs, spreading my legs with each passing inch, until I had exposed myself again. “I like the sound of that.”
    He shook his head with a throaty chuckle. “You do realize the kind of worshiping I want to do is hands-on?”
    I’d hoped, but the acknowledgment called to the need pulsing from my sex. God, was I really putting on this show for two complete strangers? And inviting one to participate? Even my dreams weren’t this vivid. Apparently, my imagination needed to step up its game. The entire arrangement felt surreal, but I’d never been more turned on. From my rigid nipples to my swollen clit, my entire body ached for attention. I opened my legs another inch and glided my finger over my smooth, slick lower lips. I gasped at my own light touch and the moisture that coated my fingertips. “I definitely like the sound of that. Show me.”
    Trevor kept the camera trained on us. The outside attention heightened every nerve in my body. Evan knelt at my feet and kissed up the inside of my thigh. The scuff of stubble on my sensitive skin coerced a groan from me. I whimpered and squirmed when his hot breath caressed my wet mound, but instead of making contact, he kissed a path down my other leg. I was intensely aware of the clicks of the camera phone with each new shot. The fact Trevor still took pictures spiked my arousal.
    Evan dragged his thumb up my slit. “You’re so wet, and I’ve barely touched you. Showing off is a turn on?”
    A bigger one than I’d thought possible. Every inch of me hummed like a live wire, singing with each new caress. “Only for the right