Page 8 of The Betrayal You Serve
"You could come from this, couldn't you, Let. Pinned between us and with us barely touching you," Luca growls in my ear.
My response is a full-body shudder as his hands skim down my stomach to the waistband of my skirt.
He opens it and allows it to fall to the floor before running his fingers around the lace trim of my panties.
Oh fuck.
Tucking his fingertips under the lace, he kisses down my spine as he pushes them over my hips.
"Oh my God," I cry, ripping my lips from Leon's as Luca's fingers find my swollen clit.
"So wet for us, baby."
Squeezing my eyes closed, I rest my head back on his chest as he expertly plays me while Leon drops his lips to my breasts.
Faster than I thought possible, I’m racing toward what I already know is going to be an intense release with both their hands and mouths working in unison to please me.
"Oh God, oh God," I chant as my orgasm begins to appear before it explodes within me, making my knees go weak and my body sag.
But neither of them allow me to fall.
I'm still blissed out from my high when my back hits the mattress and Leon drops to his knees between my legs.
Our eyes meet for the briefest moment. I gasp at the desire and pain that's staring back at me.
"Lee," I breathe, needing to know he's okay, but all he does is shake his head as he parts my thighs, spreading them wide.
Ripping his eyes from mine, he trails them down my body. My skin burning as he does before Luca drops down beside me and claims my mouth once more, his fingers tickling over my ribs until he tugs at my nipple right as Leon's tongue flattens against my clit.
My back arches off the bed as Luca swallows my cries.
Still on the edge from my last release, I fall over once again long before I'm ready to.
"Leon," I cry, my fingers threading through his hair as I ride out wave after wave of pleasure.
It's not until a loud slam echoes around the room that I realize something is wrong.
Leon pulls back from me at the same time I rip my eyes open and look around the room to see Luc is gone.
"Luc." His name falls from my lips as my heart tumbles once more.
Scrambling from the end of the bed, I pull at his sheets to cover up my naked body as Leon falls back onto his ass.
"Fuck," he grunts, wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand, giving me the reminder that I didn't really need about what just happened.
"I just got sober really fucking fast," I say as a shiver works its way through my body.
"That probably shouldn't have happened," Leon confesses, climbing from the floor and swiping up his shirt from the carpet and handing it to me.
"Thank you," I whisper, taking it from him and tugging it over my head to cover up.
He drops to the bed beside me and lets out a loud sigh.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let—"
"Lee," I say, reaching for his hand. "None of that was your fault. Please don't—"
"I didn't need to encourage it, or continue. You just looked so sad, Let," he says, reaching for my face, cupping my cheek and turning me to look at him.
