Chapter 7

“I’ve thought about these sweet tits all day long,” he rasped against her ear. “Do you know what I did when I was in the shower tonight?”

She tried to swallow past the bale of cotton in her throat. Words were still failing her as her senses were reeling. The combination of alcohol and arousal was a heady mixture.

“I thought of you,” he hissed.

Dallas sucked in a sharp breath as his hands slipped between her thighs.

“Fuck,” he rasped. “She’s commando.”

Zane took a step closer. “You know if Peyton finds out, it will be our asses,” he said more to her than Cole.

“I’m a grown . . . ohhhhh,” she couldn’t even finish her sentence as Cole’s fingers dove deeply inside her, just as hers had earlier.

“Tell us,” Zane said as he closed the distance between them. She could feel the hard planes of Cole at her back while Zane was pressed against her front. His hard cock pressed into her stomach. Feeling bold, she reached out and cupped him through his jean