Sweetest Taste of Sin (Southern Sin) (5 page)

Then she heard the jingle of a belt buckle and pulled her head away from J.B.’s shoulder to see Ant standing next to them with his shirt off. The tattoo he had on his right shoulder, the one that swirled red and black down to his pectoral muscle, flexed with his movements as he undid his jeans,
then toed off his boots one at a time.

“Had to lock the back door,” he explained
, as though it were perfectly normal for him to take care of the house while his brother and his brother’s girlfriend were naked in the living room.

His jeans dropped to the floor and Logan got solid proof that Ant went commando
, and he was just as well-endowed as J.B. His cock was hard and long, the slick head flushed deep red. He hid it from view for a second while he grabbed something from his jeans then, flicking out his hand, displayed a long strip of condoms. “I also grabbed a few party favors ’cause once I start I ain’t gonna wanna stop, sweetcheeks.”

Logan let out a watery laugh, relief making her eyes leak. She made just the smallest movement to go to Ant and J.B. released her. The second she was free, she jumped to her feet and threw herself in her other love’s arms, hitting his chest hard enough to knock him back a step
. But he caught her and held her tight.

She looked up at him, her eyes all blurry from tears, but she could definitely see his tender smile, the slightly uncertain look in his eyes. “I love you,” she told him. “God, I love you, Ant.”

“Aw, fuck, sweetcheeks. I love you too.” His arms tightened around her and he lowered his head for a kiss, just a sweet peck on the lips, not enough to do more than tease her before he lifted his head again. “I wanted you from the time you were twenty and dating that fuckin’ Darnell boy. I was just too goddamn cocky to make my move and I wasted a lot of time, almost too much.” He squeezed her when she would have responded. “I love you. I only want what’s best for you, Lo-Lo. If this blows up on us, I swear to god I’ll take you away from here rather than let anyone hurt you. If you’ll let me—us,” he corrected with a nod to his brother. “I’d walk away from Sugar Downs in a heartbeat if it meant keeping you safe and protected.”

Logan melted
, because she knew how much J.B. and Ant loved their family legacy. Yes, it would be difficult to keep from becoming social pariahs, but she hadn’t lied to him. What they did in this house was no one’s business but their own. Could she leave her family and friends behind, the store her family had owned for well over a hundred years? For her Calhoun boys, yes she could and she would.

“Okay,” she whispered shyly.

She felt heat at her back seconds before J.B. plastered himself to her from behind, his hard cock notching at her ass. “While this is all great, and I’m glad to see you’re on board, Logan’s in desperate need of an orgasm. But I’m gonna give y’all a little time together first.” His lips grazed her shoulder in a sizzling kiss. “You want to get our girl ready, Ant?”

The slow smile that curled Ant’s lips sent a tingle straight to her clit
, which pulsed with happiness. “Oh, I think I can do that,” he purred.

As soon as J.B. sauntered out of the room, Ant stepped back, wanting to get a good long look at his woman. His and J.B.’s woman. Her face was streaked with tears and the familiar pang returned to his chest, but only because he hated seeing her cry. Seeing her with J.B., listening to what she had to say, well, it got him to thinking. Really thinking about what they proposed. She loved him. He honestly believed that, just as he believed she loved J.B.

Logan had a big heart, so it wasn’t a surprise
. And what she’d said was true. There was nothing wrong with loving someone. It was different that she loved them both, wanted them both, but it was love, pure and simple.

After wanting her so long, beating himself up because he coveted his brother’s woman, knowing he could finally have her was like being given the keys to heaven. He couldn’t have walked away this time if his life depended on it. Which it did in a way. His life with Logan started now.
Guilt and morals still told him this was wrong, all wrong, that she’d only get hurt. He’d get hurt. But a glance at the doorway J.B.’d left through showed his brother watching him, his gaze focused on Ant, as though to tell him it was okay. They were okay.

He nodded slightly to his brother and held out his hand
to Logan. “I walked in before the really good stuff, so we’ll have to start all over, I think.”

The slightly diabolical smile on J.B.’s face
before he disappeared again was a perfect foil for Logan’s obvious trepidation. She twisted to look at the now empty doorway and back at Ant, her eyes wide. “That isn’t necessary. I’m so ready,” she blurted, cheeks pink with embarrassment and arousal.

Oh he knew she was ready. He could plainly see her slick thighs, smell her arousal in the air. The woman had been on the verge of coming when he walked in. His cock throbbed, more than ready to impale her, but he’d waited a long time for this
, and he was going to damn well get his way.

He shook his head. “
Sweetcheeks, I’ve waited too damn long to rush this now. I wanna make sure I get the whole experience.” He gave her a gentle tug in the direction of the sofa, where he planned to caress every inch of her body.

Logan’s gulp was loud and her eyes were still wide, but there was no mistaking her hurried breathing, the fresh arousal winging through her. Her nipples were tight and rosy, her chest moved quickly and she clenched her thighs together. “I
—”

“Should lay back and let
me warm you up,” Ant cut in, and stepped up to her, backing her up until they were at the sofa. “You were on your knees a while, sweetcheeks, why don’t you take a load off?”

He
gave her a gentle push that had her falling on the sofa. She sprawled on the cushion, her hungry gaze eating him alive, her breathing growing faster and harsher. Her legs had fallen open when she sat, showing off her pretty pussy, glistening with cream. Ant’s mouth watered, the memory of seeing J.B. eating her fresh in his mind.

But he wasn’t gonna go at this like he was killing snakes. He was going to take his time and
, instead of falling to her feet to bury his face in her pussy, he knelt on the cushion next to her, his hand cupping her jaw. Without him needing to guide her face to his, she tilted her head back, offering him her lips. Ant’s tongue darted into her mouth, seeking out the spicy-sweet flavor of his Logan, and any doubts he still had disappeared when she kissed him back just as hungrily, just as hopefully.

Knowing she loved him, knowing
he had his brother’s blessing, made this kiss a hundred times better than their first, and Ant feasted on her mouth, holding her steady with his fingers digging into her hair. Soft hands slid up and down his chest, gentle fingertips stroking over his tattoos, tracing them with enticing sweeps, and his entire body felt the caress.

Even though he ached to move faster, to slip between her thighs and thrust into her, Ant wanted to make certain his woman knew how much he treasured her. And
, with that thought in mind, he broke off their kiss then watched her struggle to lift her eyelids, as though they were weighted. He began to stroke her, learning each sweet curve and dip of her body. She had sensitive nipples, something he discovered when her back arched the second his fingertips grazed the turgid peaks.

“That’s beautiful,” he murmured
. Lowering his mouth, he blew a stream of cool air over the proud crest and felt Logan’s entire body shudder.

Then, unable to help himself despite his
need to go slowly, he caught her nipple in his mouth and sucked. Logan’s back bowed, offering more of her flesh for his consumption, and he took and took, lashing her with his tongue. Her hands were in his hair, holding him to her as though he could possibly go anywhere now that he finally had her.

“Ant,” she panted softly, her legs moving restlessly against his.

He finally released her, awed by the sight of Logan hungry. For him. “I love you,” he blurted. “I love you so much.”

Her beautiful face softened
, and he swore she glowed. “I love you too. I have for a long time.” The soft hands he adored so much cupped his cheeks, pulling him up for an even softer kiss. “Now you’re finally mine.”

“And you’re ours,” J.B. said from the other side of the room, drawing their attention. He was
still buck naked, leaning against the doorway, his eyes glittering with hunger and love for the woman beneath Ant. “Sorry, son, but knowing our woman was out here naked as a jaybird, I couldn’t stay away any longer.”

Ant felt Logan’s body shudder at his brother’s words
, and while he would’ve preferred to have the whole night with her, he knew the three of them needed to solidify this new relationship. They needed to bond with Logan, who was the glue that held them all together.

“Then c’mon over, bro. I think we have a sweet girl who needs some lovin’.”

As J.B. strolled over, Ant lowered himself onto the floor between her legs, which put their lips at the same height. Logan moved to him as he leaned forward, meeting him halfway for another one of her fiery kisses. The instant their mouths met, it was like coming home. No, sweeter than that. It was being home.

Her thighs pressed into his hips
, as though to hold him in place. He could’ve told her he wasn’t going anywhere, but that would’ve required ending the kiss and that wasn’t fucking happening. Instead, he slid his hands up her silky legs, molding her round hips, the sweet curve of her waist, and then cupping her breasts as he kissed her with everything he had.

A brush of his thumbs over her nipples had her gasping into his mouth
, and a slight pinch pulled her head back, breaking off the kiss. Ant didn’t mind, since the move exposed her long neck. He trailed his mouth down the silky skin, sipping and nipping at her. He wanted to devour her, mark her, and he felt no shame at leaving little love bruises on her as he worked his way south. Logan helped him out by arching her back, offering her breasts to him before he even got to them.

But he was quick to take advantage of the position, lifting the full globes to his mouth and sucking on one nipple before moving to the next
. Back and forth, he worked her, listening to her moan as he toyed with her. Scraping his teeth over one turgid tip, Ant reveled in the way her pussy soaked him where she was pressed to his stomach. He could feast on her sensitive nipples all night, but he had another destination in mind, one he’d dreamed about for months.

With a final tug to her nipples, he released her, smoothing his hands down her stomach to her hips, then to her legs, lifting them up and pushing in. “Brace your feet on the cushion,” he ordered gruffly
and moved to grab the strip of condoms.

Lucky for him, Logan was a good girl and did exactly as he told her, setting her heels right beneath her ass on the sofa, opening herself up to him. Trusting him with all she was. Ant groaned his approval as he worked his way down the gentle slope of her stomach, taking a second to swirl his tongue around her navel, causing her to suck in her belly. Kissing his way down, down, he veered to the left to kiss her hip, the scent of her arousal drugging him.

“Ant,” she gasped, her hands coming up to grip his head, trying to bring him to her pussy, but he only gave her a sharp nip on the thigh. “You don’t need to use the condoms.”

He lifted his head, shocked. “What?”

Her lips twisted, some of her arousal fading. “Unless you didn’t use them with those other women.” Her hands fell away from his head, fisting at her sides, and she almost lowered her legs but his grip kept them in place. “I’m on the pill and I wanted to feel you, but if you weren’t careful with—”

Ant leaned up to press his finger to her lips. “I haven’t been with a woman in seven months.” Both J.B. and Logan went still, their widened eyes demanding answers. Ant shrugged. “I went to dinner with
’em, but they weren’t you and I couldn’t make myself do anything else. But even before that, I always used protection and I’m clean as of my last checkup a year ago.”

The smile Logan gave him was nearly bright enough to blind. “Then I want you, just you.” She slanted a glance at J.B. “Both of you with nothing between us.”

“Then I think it’s time to give you what you really want. J.B.,” he said, not forgetting about his brother’s presence. Again, as though they’d rehearsed this, or more like they knew what the other wanted, J.B. moved onto the sofa and pulled Logan’s hands away from Ant’s hair.

Kneeling, Ant watched as J.B. shackled Logan’s wrists in one hand and pulled her arms over her head, pinning them to the back of the sofa. The move pushed her breasts out again and Ant took a moment to admire her position, sitting on his heels to get a better look. Logan looked like some kind of pagan sacrifice, or better yet, like a captive. His captive. J.B. looked huge next to her, dark to her light, his muscles bulging as he
easily held her in place. And she struggled a little, soft grunts of frustration escaping her mouth. But she never said no.

Not that J.B. gave her a chance. He snaked his free hand in her hair, tugged on it and kissed her hard, fucking her mouth with his tongue
. Taking that as his cue it was time to drive her insane, Ant lowered his gaze to the pink flesh in front of him. Even as he looked, he saw a trail of moisture seep from her cunt, snaking its way down to the little rosette below.