Page 22 of The Coffee Shop

I can give Leena what she just asked for. Luke and I can make the world disappear for a while, wrap her up in so much pleasure that it only leaves room for us, if onlyfor now.

I can give her that.

“Think you can handle both of us sweetheart?” I purr, brushing my lips against her cheek. When she looks at me, I know she understands what I’m asking. When I ask if she can handlebothof us, I don’t mean for a cute little makeout session.

“Have you ever let anyone in that sexy as fuck ass of yours?” Luke croons in her ear, just so we’re one hundred percent clear on this matter.

“Yes,” she breathes out.

“And did you like it?” He asks, nipping at her ear.

“Yes,” she says, a pained little mumble that tells me exactly how badly she wants this.

“Oh, thank fuck,” I grind out, relieved that this won’t be an introductory course to anal. Not thatthatwouldn’t have been fun, but it’s been a year and a half of fucking torture. Of wanting her in our bed. Now that she is? I want her.Now.

I watch Leena smile at my reaction, that light and excitement back in her eyes.God,she’s so damn beautiful.

We are two lucky bastards. I know it, Luke knows,hell,my dick certainly knows it. It’s already putting on its own little show under the covers. Luke notices, then gives me a smirk.

He raises their joined hands, kissing the back of Leena’s, letting his lips linger. I roll my eyes, because I know exactly what he’s about to do. Because this is the type of shit he does.

He kisses her hand again, taking his fucking time with it, then slowly guides it under the covers, his eyes never leaving hers.

When he wraps her fingers around my cock, shetakes in a breath, her eyes growing wide as they snap to mine. And as much as I’ve enjoyed pressing it up against her, nothing compares to the feeling of her holding me. Her hand tightens and I let out a groan. Then those curious fingers start trailing up and down my length, her little breaths growing shallower as she understands thewholepicture.

She furrows her eyebrows, the panic obvious in her expression. Luke barks a loud laugh and I can’t wipe the grin off my face.

“Don’t worry, sweet thing, it’ll fit,” I say to her, “trust me.”

“I trust you,” she says softly, then she moves her hand up and down slowly,so fucking slowly.

“Don’t forget about me,” Luke says, leaning in to kiss Leena’s shoulder, pulling her other hand under the covers.

When she squeezes me tighter and takes in a sharp breath, I know that she has discovered that Luke is equally as blessed.

“Holy fuck,” she whispers out, looking between the two of us.

“I know, right?” I say, waggling my eyebrows. Luke reaches over to slap the back of my head. “Ow!” I say, feigning more injury than he actually caused.

Leena giggles, but her hand hasn’t stopped moving and I’m finding it hard to fucking breathe.

“Oh, you think that’s funny darling?” I say, rolling on top of her then rubbing my stubble all over her neck and down further until I’m nipping at the soft skin between her breasts.

She is full blown laughing now, her body squirming beneath me in an attempt to escape.

It’s fucking adorable.

I slide a hand down her perfect body until my fingers are between her legs.

“Oh fuck,” I growl out, because she’s already wet.Soaking, in fact. “It seems like you are a little excited yourself,” I say, watching the color rise to her cheeks. “It wasn’t very nice of us to keep you waiting.”

“Now which one of us would you like first? Hm?” Luke asks, laying beside us, trailing his fingers over her skin, taunting her with their slow caress.

“Both. Of. You,” she breathes out as he rubs the pad of his thumb over her nipple.

“Both of us?” I ask, amused. “We have plenty of time, sugar. No need to rush. We can ease you into this.”

“No. Both of you,” she says again, this time more urgently, looking between the two of us. “Now. No more waiting.”

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