Page 97 of Twisted Legacy

“Are they hard?”

“Yes.”

“Wet your thumb and roll it on your nipple. Imagine it’s my tongue.”

I close my eyes, imagining he’s here with me. I pretend he’s latched onto my nipple, sucking it.

“These pants are in my way. Take them off.”

I do, lifting my hips to push them down my legs and kick them onto the ground.

“God, I need a taste of this pussy.”

“Taste it.”

“I will sweetness. I’ll taste you while you’re swallowing me down.”

I groan, as I think about how he tastes. I finger myself, slowly rubbing my clit, and shove my thumb in my mouth, pretending to suck him off. I need to buy new toys, but this will do for now.

I whimper as he praises, “Fuck, Thea, you suck me so good. Spread that pretty pussy for me.”

I do, draping my left leg over the arm of the chair I’m sitting in. “You’re so tight around my two fingers.”

I dip two fingers inside myself, work them in and out as I work my clit. “I need to be inside you. Are you ready for this dick?”

“Yes.”

“Mmmm.” He chuckles. “You’re already clenching around my dick.”

I rock against my hand.

“One more inch, sweetness. Let me all the way in.”

I tilt my hips, pushing my fingers in a little further. “That’s it.” He grunts. “Take it all. Shit, will you look at that? I love watching my cock disappear inside this tight cunt.”

“Shit, Wolfe. I’m so wet.” I rasp into the phone. “I wanna come around your thick juicy cock so bad.”

“Shit, is right.” He grunts, “Damn, you feel like heaven. You feel how deep I am?”

“Mmm-hmm. So deep.”

“Fuck.” I hear Finn say from the other side of the balcony.

“Are you close, sweetness?”

I’m tingling all over. I curl my fingers hitting delicious nerve endings inside me, his voice like velvety goodness in my ear. “So close. Don’t stop.” I pant.

“This pussy is gripping me like a vise. Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He groans in my ear and sets off fireworks in my body. My mouth falls open as the first tremor rushes over me. I inch another finger inside and pinch my clit, pushing myself completely over the edge.

I ease my hand out as my heart rate slows. My eyes fly open as my hand is snatched away, a thick warm tongue working over my fingers. Holden’s looming over me, sucking them clean. He drops my hand, then jumps back over the railing. I blink, still a little dazed, when I hear a shriek. Then I remember the reason behind this show of exhibitionism. Whatever just happened to fake me did not sound pleasurable.

Wolfe’s voice brings me the rest of the way back to reality. “Are you done causing trouble for tonight, sweetness?”

I smile into the phone. “Your mouth is amazing.”

He chuckles. “Good night, LaReaux.”

I disconnect the call and stand, stretching out my muscles. I love the way I feel after a good orgasm. Boneless and free. Fake me is also on her feet, and I can see what the hysterics was all about. I clamp my hand over my mouth, smothering my laugh.

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