shoulders, and instinctively her legs wrapped around his waist to hold her against his form.
“This,” Britt replied, and then his mouth was on hers. His lips were so soft and warm. He didn’t come on too strong. He brushed his flesh across hers, and she felt his tongue lick over her lips.
Debbie couldn’t prevent a moan from escaping as she opened to him. He wrapped an arm around her waist and the other beneath her ass as he supported her weight while he devoured her mouth. She clung to his shoulders and slid her tongue along his. Her breasts ached with need, and she rubbed her nipples on his chest through her clothes, trying to ease the tension. He kissed her again and again, tasting every inch of her mouth. She knew she should stop him and pull away, but she couldn’t seem to find the strength to do so.
She gasped into his mouth when she felt another pair of hands slide around her from behind, and then her nipples were being pinched. She tightened her legs around Britt and began to rock her hips against his straining cock. She wasn’t even aware of her shirt and bra being undone until warm fingers touched her naked nipples. She mewed when Britt thrust against her, the head of his denim-covered cock rubbing on her cloth-covered clit. She sobbed into his mouth, her limbs shaking as she climaxed for the first time in over two years.
The hands at her breasts eased away and slid around to her back. When her bra was done up, those hands soothed her back, belly, and waist with soft caresses.
Britt had slowed the kiss, and he removed his lips from hers. She stared up into his blue eyes and felt her cheeks heat with shame. God, she had just come in her best friend’s kitchen. What the hell is wrong with me? She lowered her gaze, and removed her legs from around Britt’s waist. He eased her down to the floor and held her until she was steady. Debbie was so embarrassed that she couldn’t think of a single thing to say to him. She did the only thing she could think of, which was to pick up the platter and dart outside. She didn’t dare look back to see Britt’s reaction.
She had just led two men on without meaning to. Now they were going to think she was an easy lay. That certainly wasn’t the case. She’d only ever had three men in her life. The first was her crazy ex, and then there had been Connell and Seamus, who had loved her together.
She knew now she had been too young and immature to note the difference between infatuation and love. She wished she could turn back the clock and still be a virgin.
She took the plate over to Connell and sat down beside Leah. There was no way she was giving Britt and Daniel room to put the moves on her again. Not if she could help it.
“Are you all right, Debbie? You look a little flushed,” Leah observed.
“I’m fine. This is really nice wine, Leah. What is it?” Debbie asked, trying to divert the conversation’s track.
“Debbie, you’re going to have to face the fact you are attracted to those two men. You can lie to yourself as much as you want, but we both know you are going to end up in their arms and their bed,” Leah said quietly. “Besides, from all the moaning I heard you doing I’d say they’ve already half succeeded.”
“Oh God. You heard that?” Debbie asked, looking up to see Leah smiling at her. She cringed when her friend nodded.
“Did your men hear, too?”
“No, honey, just me. So did they get you off, or did they just kiss you?”
“Leah, you are incorrigible,” Debbie whispered.
“Well, that answers that question. I don’t really need to ask the next one.”
“What’s that?”
“I was going to ask if it was any good, but I know from the sounds you were making it was. Oh, oh, here they come. Ooh, they look so determined and they’re staring right at you. Girl, you don’t stand a chance.”
Debbie just shot Leah a glare and looked down at her hands, once again clenched in her lap. She sighed and let her tense muscles relax