Page 62 of The Prizes We Win
“And?” Dante takes another step so he’s now standing directly behind Enzo.
Enzo’s lips brush against my ear but what he says next he says loud enough for us both to hear. “And now the only thing that’s hurting is my cock.” Gently he clamps down on the shell of my ear with his teeth and I whimper.
A low growl rumbles deep in Dante’s chest. “Enzo. Move. Now.”
Enzo looks at Dante’s serious expression and sighs. “Fine.”
Rolling his eyes, Enzo shuffles from between Dante and me, but as he walks out of the bathroom, Dante says, “Wait.”
Enzo pauses mid-step and turns back to face us as Dante presses his body against mine. “Oh, great. I can’t fuck her but now you’re going to make me stand here and—”
“Lorenzo…” Dante sighs in exasperation.
“Yeah?”
“Shut. Up.” Dante grabs the thin straps of my camisole and slides them down my arm until the entire thing pools at my feet, leaving me in nothing but my panties. “Just watch.”
Dante’s lips land where Enzo’s left off. “What do you say, Mama? Want to give our boy here a show?”
My eyes lock with Enzo’s through the mirror, and I can’t entirely tell if he’s turned on, wildly pissed, or a little bit of both. Taking my chances with the former, I refocus my eyes on Dante and answer breathlessly, “Yes, please.”
Dropping to his knees behind me, Dante grabs the waistband of my panties and slides them down my legs so they rest on top of my abandoned camisole. Gently, he kisses one side of my ass. And when he moves over to the other, I expect the same, but this time his teeth clamp down and lightly nip at the skin.
I let out an equally surprised and turned on yelp.
Dante moans and does it again.
Then, Enzo moans.
“Turn around for me.” Obliging, I turn so my ass is against the edge of the counter and my pussy is in front of Dante’s face. Right where he wants it. Leaning forward, he runs his tongue through my folds, letting my arousal coat his tongue. “Fuck, I’ve missed this.”
We’ve all been on a little bit of a sex hiatus since Enzo got hurt. It didn’t feel right being able to lose ourselves and distract one another from everything else that was going on while Enzo was walking around in pain.
Thankfully, it only took me a little less than a week to get the guest room redone, because after only a few days of our sex-hiatus all it was taking was one of their legs brushing up against me in the middle of the night for me to want to jump their bones, god forbid if one of them actually made a move. I’ve been wound as tight as a rubberband for days now, and I know they all have been, too.
“Dante…” Enzo groans in frustration, and Dante turns his head to look up at him.
“Patience, Lorenzo.”
Enzo’s pupils blow wide, and I know we have him.
Turning back to me, Dante buries his face between my legs, and instead of throwing my head back in pleasure, I lock eyes with Enzo. Dante closes his lips around my clit and expertly sucks it in his mouth. My lips pop open, and I let out a wanton moan. All while keeping my eyes on the man across the room.
Reaching up, I grab at my nipples, pinching and pulling them just the way I like while Dante’s mouth works my pussy in a way only he can. Enzo’s breath grows heavy, and I watch his chest rise and fall as Dante brings me closer to the edge.
“Jesus fuck,” Enzo groans as his hand presses against his straining erection through his sweats.
“Oh, yes. Dante, I’m-I—” Just as I’m about to come, he pulls his mouth from my pussy and stands in front of me, my arousal covering his face.
“If you’re going to come for me for the first time in weeks, you’re going to come on my cock.” I let out a shaky breath because, at this point, I think I’d quite literally do whatever he tells me. Grabbing me at the waist, he sits me on the bathroomcounter. He grabs my hand and brings it to his mouth. His lips part, and he slides my pointer and middle finger inside. I moan as his tongue laps at both digits before he pulls them back out and places my hand between my legs. “Touch yourself.”
Not giving it a second thought, I run my fingers through my arousal and slide them in and out of my pussy before bringing them up to my clit. The moment I touch the bundle of nerves that I know all too well, I moan.
Dante watches me for a minute, his breath just as heavy as mine and Enzo’s, then turns on his heels.
A moment of confusion washes over me before I realize he’s headed straight for Enzo. Grabbing him by the jaw, he crashes his lips to his.
My fingers don’t stop as I watch the two of them kiss.
