Page 199 of The Obedient Lie
She moaned, fingers faltering. “I need to—please.”
“Stop,” Luca ordered.
Her hand froze.
“Don’t move,” I said firmly. “Not a single inch.”
She was panting now, trembling so hard she nearly tipped forward.
“You want to come?” I murmured, lips brushing her ear. “Then tell uswhyyou deserve it.”
“Because I wasgood,” she whispered. “I took both of you. I didn’t stop. I didn’t come. I—I listened.”
Luca leaned in, kissing the corner of her mouth. “And you’llkeeplistening, won’t you?”
“Yes.Please.”
I took her hand and brought it back down between her legs, guiding the pressure this time.
“Now circleslow,” I said. “Right there.Feelhow sensitive you are?”
She cried out, hips twitching.
“Don’t you darecome yet,” Luca growled.
“I’m trying,” she sobbed. “I can’t—please—it hurts.”
“It’ssupposedto hurt,” I said gently. “That’s what you get when you give your body tous.We decide when you fall apart.”
She moaned again—hips rocking. Barely. Controlled.
Obedient.
Her fingers were shaking. Soaked.
Her chest washeaving.
“You’re so close,” I whispered against her ear, controlling her hand. “But you’renot allowed.Not yet.”
“Please, Daddies,” she gasped. “I need to. I—I’m yours. I’ll do anything, just—please.”
Luca glanced at me.
I saw it in his eyes. That edge of restraint—fraying.
“Now,” I whispered. “Come for us, baby. Right now.”
I guided her fingers, and shebroke.
The sound she made was somewhere between a sob and a cry. It nearly broke me.
I held her steady as she came—arm across her chest, hand over her heart—feeling the stutter of every pulse.
Luca stroked her hair as she collapsed towards us.
“Good fucking girl.You did so well.”
“You tookeverything,” I whispered, kissing her temple.
