Hot In Here (Ashton Heights Fire # 3) Read Online Free Page B

because as soon as
they were outside the Sovereign, he knew he had to taste her.
Patience or politeness meant nothing to him.
    In the shadows of the pub
walls, he grasped her wrist and drew her towards him. She gasped
when their chests bumped, and Leo took advantage of her parted
lips. The kiss was incendiary, as hot and out of control as any
fire. She tasted like strawberry lip gloss and beer, and she kissed
him back with a fervor that added more fuel to the flames of his
lust. He eased her against the brick wall, trying his best to
protect her head from the impact as he continued to feast on her
luscious lips. Ally fisted her hands in his T-shirt as though she
wanted to tear the cotton apart.
    Fuck, yeah.
    She moved against him in a sinuous glide
that further highlighted her arousal—and further ignited Leo’s. His
cock strained, doing a damn fine job of sucking all the blood from
his brain. He was going to fuck her right up against the wall if he
didn’t control himself.
    He relinquished Ally’s mouth but couldn’t
bring himself to move away from her. The way her body fit so
perfectly with his felt too good. He let out a self-deprecating
laugh. “Christ. Who are you and what have you done to me?”
    “ You know me, Leo. I’m
Ally.”
    Leo traced the line of her bottom lip, a
gentle curve he could only just make out in the dark. “No last
name?”
    She hesitated, and in that
fraction of a heartbeat, Leo sensed a secret being kept. “Not
tonight.”
    “ Sound’s fine to me,” Blair
said.
    Leo might have pushed Ally
for her last name if Blair hadn’t spoken. But his friend’s
presence, the thick lust in his voice, reminded Leo that Ally’s
last name wasn’t relevant. She was another one-night stand, a girl
whose last name wouldn’t matter tomorrow.
    For some reason, the notion
didn’t quite ring true to Leo, but when Blair leaned toward Ally,
Leo moved aside so his friend could take his place. They had to
make sure Ally understood what they wanted, and to be certain she
wanted the same thing.
    “ Ally, do you understand
what’s going on here?” Blair asked.
    “ My guess is you both want
me. Or one of you wants to watch while the other—”
    “ We both want you,” Leo
interjected.
    Blair shot a glance his way
in the dark, and Leo sensed the curiosity in it. More often than
not, it was the watching that Leo enjoyed most. It was fascinating
to witness how women tended to swoon and melt and even beg under
Blair’s ministrations. It was like really intense foreplay and
sometimes all Leo had to do to find satisfaction was jack
off.
    That wasn’t how things were going to go
tonight, and it was better Blair knew that now. Watching Ally bend
over that pool table, being the recipient of several of her cheeky
smiles, was already more foreplay than he could stand. He wanted to
touch and taste. He wanted to be consumed.
    The intensity of his need
might have scared him if he hadn’t been too turned-on to
care.
    “ So you know what we’re
offering,” Blair said to Ally as he cupped her jaw and tilted her
head back. “The question is can you handle it?”
    In the red neon light cast
by the Sovereign Hotel’s sign, Leo saw Ally’s eyes narrow. A second
later, she had her fist clenched in Blair’s short hair and was
dragging him towards her. Blair groaned as their mouths collided,
his hands going immediately to Ally’s hips. He held her there
against the wall and ground his hips into hers while they attacked
each other’s mouths like a couple of feral animals.
    Leo revised his earlier assertion. He did
want to watch, just a little. It was too damn sexy seeing Ally go
at Blair like that, as though she was trying to win something
instead of merely being kissed. He reached down and adjusted
himself inside his jeans. It was no use. He was officially too big
for his britches.
    Blair let out at yelp of surprise and
abruptly pulled back. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
Then he laughed ruefully. “A