Page 53 of Sinful Escape

“Hey, Daisy, are you in here?” Roman had entered the stable.

“Daisy.” He said my name in a singsong manner.

As if it couldn’t get any crazier, Luca’s mouth formed into a wicked smile and after touching his lips, indicating I keep quiet, he twisted his fingers inside me.

Goosebumps rained across my flesh at the exquisite intensity.

Roman’s boots continued, and by the sounds of them, he was walking toward the far end of the stable. Luca’s eyes blazed and he drew his fingers out and thrust them back in.

I bulged my eyes and mouthed, “What are you doing?”

“Shhh.” To show me exactly what he was doing, he drew his fingers out and plunged in again faster this time. Harder.

It was so naughty. It was so surreal. It was so fucking erotic.

With his fingers probing deep inside me, he wrapped his hand around his cock.

I pushed up on my elbows, ready to watch the show.

His right hand glided up and down his silky shaft.

Watching him do that to himself was as erotic as hell and my pulsing clit hit a whole new level. My nipples grew so erect and so hard, they ached.

Roman’s footfalls confirmed he’d turned around and was heading back our way, yet Luca increased his attention to my pussy. It took all my control not to cry out at the wicked sensations shooting through me.

I forced my eyes to watch every second of Luca’s pleasure. His glorious face twisted in concentration as he pumped his hand with blind repetition. The man was a genius because while he drew out his own arousal, his probing fingers continued to dart in and out of my throbbing vagina.

“Where is she?” Roman sounded like he was right below us. I blinked at Luca. If he’d heard Roman, he showed no signs of it. His face was the picture of erotic pleasure . . . mouth ajar, eyes aflame, tongue flicking out to wet his lips.

This was crazy. We should stop.

Luca didn’t though, and I flopped back as another orgasm raced through me. It came from nowhere—fast, explosive, and fucking incredible.

Clutching the blanket, I forced down the cry burning in my throat. Wave after wave of ecstasy shuddered along my flesh like an incoming king tide. I gave myself over to the surge of release.

Roman’s boots clomped right below us. “Daisy.”

I blinked at the concentration on Luca’s face. His eyes snapped open and shut, open, shut. His knuckles bulged; his panting grew sharper.

I prayed he didn’t cry out. Without warning, a thick, white stream ejected from his cock and shot across my thigh. Once, twice, a third time.

It was the most sexually erotic thing I’d ever seen.

As the sound of Roman’s boots confirmed he’d finally returned outside, Luca fell forward onto me.

The only sound was our ragged breathing.

It was some time before Luca pushed up onto his hands. A smile lit his face. “Well, that was a first.”

I just did so many ‘firsts’ I didn’t know where to start. First true orgasm. First roll in the hay. First oral sex. First multiple orgasms. First time with a younger man. First time with another man nearby.

Holy shit. I’ve lost my mind.

“You okay?”

Maybe Luca had noticed my emotional turmoil. “Yeah. It was a bit weird.”

“Yes, but when there’s a risk of getting caught . . . it’s fucking hot.”

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