Hands on Justice [The Service Club 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) Read Online Free

beg for it. They knew it, too. The bastards.
    “Yes, you do,” Cade said simply. “One day soon you’re going to tell us what you think about that gets you so hot and bothered. You’re going to describe to us in vivid detail the images you picture when you spread those incredible legs wide, open that pussy to your vibrator, and sink it in deep.”
    No. No way. She couldn’t do that. She wouldn’t do that. The things she fantasized about when she masturbated would put triple-X porn videos to shame.
    “You.” She didn’t lie. Cade and Grant were always there in her fantasies. They had been for years. “You already know that.” Which was why she dared to admit that much. It wouldn’t do her any good to attempt to hide that truth when they could see the evidence of it written all over her face, smell it in the juices seeping from between her pussy lips.
    “Yeah, we do.” Cade lifted a hand and touched her for the first time, the lightest graze of one fingertip across her forehead. “Do you remember the things I showed you in my bedroom, the things I told you that night?”
    God, yes. She hadn’t been able to get that room or his words out of her thoughts since. She wanted to be chained naked to the wall in his room, wanted her legs force-spread open, wanted to be whipped and pleasurably tortured until she begged them to fuck her.
    He had promised to do all of that and so much more. The need to experience it, to be at his and Grant’s command, to become their sexual servant kept her burning, on the edge, feeling empty, and completely unsatisfied.
    Unable to speak, Justice nodded.
    “Then you know what kind of men we are. You know what we expect from our woman and the things we will do to her. We know you want to be that woman, but you’re fighting it. I should turn you over my knee right now and spank that amazing ass until cum streams down your legs for that.”
    Justice gasped even as tingles of need danced across her butt cheeks.
    Cade didn’t let up, didn’t give her a nanosecond to absorb his words before he continued with more that shocked her to her core. “I’ll tell you what else we know. Ours aren’t the only hands you think about touching you.”
    Her eyes widened before she could stop them, and she knew she had just given herself away. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. How could they know? How can they still want me?
    “There’s something you still haven’t figured out.” His hand dropped to the side of her face, and he skimmed the backs of his knuckles down her cheek. Fiery embers rained through her. A whimper bubbled in her throat even as her head leaned involuntarily into his touch. When he spoke again, the huskiness in his tone sent whips of dark longing slashing through her womb. “You don’t have anything to lose with us, darlin’, and everything to gain. It’s a win-win situation for everyone involved.”

Chapter Two
     
    Grant wanted to win and he was determined to make it happen tonight. His prize stood before him now, and mere seconds ago, she had finally put voice to the admission he had needed to hear. She fantasized about them. Yeah, he’d already known that. She might be a master at concealing her emotions in a courtroom, but he had never needed to dig very deep to find the evidence of her true desires in the depths of her arresting blue eyes. That confession coupled with her reactions to Cade’s words had been the first step to her total surrender.
    Time for step two.
    He hooked an arm around her waist, pulled her out of the doorway, and held her against him. The woman was wound tight. Alarm collided with desire in her expression as she lifted her chin and stared at him. The mixed signals of submission and defiance drove him nuts.
    “Relax, sweetheart. We aren’t the bad guys here.”
    She scoffed, but she did relax, nearly melting against him as she wound her arms around his neck. “Spoken like a true defense attorney.”
    Grant’s lips twitched. “Just stating the facts