Page 31 of Waiting for It

He slapped one of my ass cheeks.

I sucked in a sharp breath through my teeth. Not what I expected.

“Is that a good gasp or a bad one?” he asked.

“Definitely good.”

Luke alternated sides, slapping one butt cheek then the other, each smack reverberating through the room. The sound was as much a turn-on as the lingering sting.

He glided his hand lightly along the curve of my ass. I was torn between closing my eyes and sinking into the abruptly gentle touch, or watching Chase watch me.

Luke slipped his hand between my legs from behind and pressed into the crotch of my panties, drawing a new moan. He teased through fabric until I was swaying with his touch. He shoved the cotton aside and slipped two fingers into me without warning. “Fuck, baby doll. You’re soaked. You like a little filth in your life?”

“Yes.” My reply came out timid and breathy. The sensation of having something inside me was delicious.

“Sweet, sweet Anne.” He pumped. In and out. In and out. Deeper with each thrust. “I guess it’s true what they say—the nerdy ones can be extra dirty.”

Could I be? I never had been before—not with anything but what I watched online—but Luke’s tone and Chase’s gaze made me want to bend to their will. “I’ll be whatever you want.”

“Mmm... I like the sound of that.” Luke withdrew, and I whimpered with disappointment. “What if I want you to beg?”

“Please?” I poured my desperation into the word.

Luke didn’t touch me, but his breath caressed my neck. “Please what?”

“Please make me come?”

Luke and Chase both groaned.

“Since you asked so sweetly...” Luke slipped his hand between my legs again.

I moaned when he found my clit. I was so wound up, it didn’t take much circling and stroking, to draw me to orgasm. Waves of pleasure crashed over me, and I ground into his hand until it was too much and my body jerked away.

Luke pressed into my back, one hand on my stomach, keeping me stable when my legs wobbled underneath me. He shoved his sticky fingers into my mouth. “Tell me how good you taste, baby doll.”

“So good.” My words were muffled by his fingers. I’d never understood the fascination with this, but right now it was better than candy. I sucked greedily, driven by his groans of encouragement.

Chase stepped up to kiss me. Our tongues mingled with each other and around Luke’s fingers. So apparently this could get hotter.

“Seems I can only watch for so long,” Chase murmured between licks and kisses.

“I’m as happy to have you here as over there,” I said.

“I know I said earlier you didn’t owe me, and you don’t. But since we’re talking about fantasies, on the plane—and several other places throughout my life—I was absolutely dreaming of your lips wrapped around my cock.” he said.

I stared at Chase with wide eyes and licked my lips. Did that look sultry? I hoped so. “Okay.”

“Kneel on the corner of the bed.” Luke’s tone left no room for argument.

I did, then I crawled toward Chase and, holding his gaze, grabbed his zipper between my teeth and tugged it down.

The gravel in his moan was intoxicating when I kissed along the hard outline in his trousers.

He freed himself, and I flicked my tongue over the head of his cock, before taking him into my mouth.

Looking up at him as he watched me sent a fresh rush of need pulsing through me. I licked and sucked, using his grunts as cues.

When he knotted his fingers in my hair, holding me in place, I gasped. He struck the back of my throat. I bit back the gag and relaxed around his length.

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