Page 80 of The Billionaire's Bride
Edward releases my breast only to massage my thigh. He slides his fingers around and into the valley between my butt cheeks. That’s when the orgasm rips through me.
It washes over me and I pant, close my eyes, and allow the waves to carry me up…higher up…before they fade away. I slump against Baron, who pulls his fingers out of me. He brings it to his mouth sucks on it.
"Fuck," he groans, "you taste fucking sweet, Ava.”
I open my eyes in time to see them exchange a glance.
"What…?" I clear my throat. "What was that about?"
Edward glances down at me. "I’m hungry."
"Umm." I swallow. "We had dinner already," I remind him and Edward’s smile widens.
"We missed dessert."
"Oh."
"Time to make up for that."
He glances at Baron, who runs his hands up to cup my breasts. He begins to massage them, running his rough callused digits across my sensitive nipples. A moan bleeds from my lips.
"Oh, my god," I groan, "Oh my g—OD."
I cry out as Edward drops to his knees on the floor. Baron positions me to face Edward, so he is at eye level with my pussy. Immediately, Ed fits his mouth to my cunt and begins to eat me out.
"Jesus," I moan as he crams his tongue inside my channel. My thigh muscles turn to jelly. My legs slide apart further, giving him better access. He grips my hips, holds me in place as he tilts his head and sticks his tongue in and out of me, again and again. Meanwhile, Baron continues to knead my breasts. He sucks on my earlobe, then inserts his tongue inside my ear, and my eyes roll back in my head.
"Oh," I gasp, "oh, my fucking god."
I hear Baron chuckle, right before he catches my nipples between the forefinger and thumb of each his hands. He pinches with such precision that I yell. Heat sluices down my spine, and I throw my head back and groan as moisture gushes out from between my legs.
Edward licks it up, slurps his tongue up my melting slit with long, deep swipes that seem to penetrate to the core of me.
Baron releases his hold on one breast, only to pinch my chin, turning it toward him, before he places his mouth over mine. "Come," he growls. "Come right now, Eve," he says, as Edward closes his mouth over my pussy. That’s when I explode.
This second orgasm whips out from my womb, up my spine, to crash behind my eyes. Seconds later, I open my eyes to find myself slumped against Baron. I glance up at his blue eyes, which bore into me.
"Wow," I mumble. "What was that?"
"That," Edward rises to his feet, "was just the first course."
I turn to gaze up at him from under heavy eyelashes, "I thought you said that was dessert."
His grin widens, "I lied."
He glances at Baron, who places both of his hands on my hips. He lifts me up, then turns me around before placing me back on my knees, so I am facing him.
"Oh." I blink. "Now what?"
"Now we fuck."
27
Ava
My muscles have turned to jelly. There is not a single, solid bone left in my body. My brain cells have all melted into a gooey mess. It’s the only reason I don’t protest as the two men maneuver me as if I don’t have a single thought in my head. Which, to be fair, I don’t.
Baron lies back, and Edward positions me over Baron, with my knees on either side of his thighs. He grips my hips, and Edward releases me. The bed dips, heat sears my back, and I glance over my shoulder as Edward kneels behind me. He places his hands on my waist, above Baron’s hands. There’s a least an inch of space between them, as if there’s a tacit understanding between them not to touch each other.
