I felt a flush move through me when Mikhail pumped his hips.
Damien’s dark eyes stayed on us, and Mikhail leaned down, his body pressing mine against the mattress as he drove into me faster.
“Do you like it when he watches us?” Mikhail asked.
He turned his head toward Damien and smiled.
“Does it turn you on?”
I let out a low groan.
Fuck, it did.
I loved it when they watched me.
Loved. It.
My legs shook from the impending orgasm, and Mikhail reached over me, his fingers seeking out my nipples. He tweaked them roughly with every forceful push of his hip, driving me closer to insanity.
“Please,” I said.
Damien licked his lips.
He was so hard now that I could clearly see his outline through the dark jeans he wore.
He shifted.
“Please,” I said.
Mikhail shifted his hand to my clit.
That was all it took.
I fell.
Ifuckingshattered.
I closed my eyes, savoring the break, and it wasn’t long before Mikhail came. My muscles convulsed slightly when I felt his cum filling inside of me, making a pool of messy heat between us. I felt his cum slide down my legs. I could only imagine the sight I made, so full of him.
I tried to control my erratic breathing before I opened my eyes, only to find the spot Damien had been standing in was empty.
Disappointment weighed me down, and Mikhail slowly pulled out of me. More cum squirted out, and I clenched my fists from the sensation.
I closed my eyes when he carried me up in his arms and placed me on his lap as he took a seat on the bed, his legs hanging over the edge.
I shifted on his lap.
“I’m going to stain your clothes,” I said quietly.
He tightened his arms around me, holding me still. “Don’t give a fuck about that.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face in his neck.
He placed his hand on the small of my back. “Just give him time,kotyonok.”
Give Damien time.
The only time he really took part and touched me the way I needed it was when we were doing group play. It was like he was afraid to be alone with me, and I was afraid of why that might be.