Page 72 of Bad Men

Beneath the blanket, I slipped my hand up to cup her breast through the flimsy material of her top. The spongy mounds unhampered by a bra fit perfectly in my palm. Each one got a gentle squeeze before I tweaked the nipples, making them hard and sensitive with every skim.

Mia whimpered, back arching into my touch. Her ass rubbed urgently into my crotch, her crack cradling me, teasing my erection into a full mast.

I shushed her, giving the peak between my fingers a light twist. I pushed my hips forward, grinding my rock-hard cock into her rump, showing her exactly what she was about to get.

“You need to watch this part,” Dav insisted, eyes fixed on the screen. “It comes back to play later in the season.”

Mia made a humming sound that could have passed for agreement, but I knew she was paying as much attention to the show as I was.

I unsnapped the fastens on her shorts. She wasted no time kicking them to her ankles and I wasted no time cupping her sweet heat through the fabric of her panties.

“Open,” I breathed into her ear and was immediately obeyed; with the toss of one knee back over both of mine.

It was a wonder how Davien remained clueless to the goings on less than a foot away from him when I shoved aside the damp crotch to Mia’s underwear and slipped three fingers into her core in slow, fluid thrusts. The girl was barely keeping it together. She writhed and bucked, humping my hand with greedy little pants.

“Did you see—?”

Whatever Dav wanted us to see was devoured by Mia’s mouth slamming down over his, silencing him, all the while getting finger fucked by me.

“Shhh…” she sobbed against his lips. “Tell me later. Need you right now.”

The fact that she initiated pulling Dav into our side activity without prompting from me thrilled me. The acknowledgement that she craved him as much as she wanted me only made me that much more desperate for her.

Dav needed no further persuading. He shoved back the blanket and hurried from the room, returning a second later with a full box of condoms and a bottle of lube. The latter was tossed down next to me, along with a single square piece of foil.

“Can’t believe you guys started without me,” he grumbled, chucking off his clothes in what seemed like a single motion.

“You seemed very invested in Damon and Elana’s relationship,” Mia teased. “We didn’t want to disturb you.”

He shot her a mock glower that was met with a giggle that I silenced with a thrust of my fingers.

“Chat later,” I told them.

“Yes sir,” Mia teased, curving her fingers over the back of mine, urging me deeper.

“Don’t start that,” Davien muttered. “He already thinks too highly of himself.”

I shot him an amused frown. “Shut up and get over here.”

No more words were spoken when I released her to him. Dav stepped in to kiss her and liberate her of her top and panties. I watched their bodies rise and twine in the soft light of the muted TV, his hard and unyielding, hers soft and supple. He parted her beautiful legs just to slide himself home, burying his cock into the satin heat of her core.

Mia cried out but didn’t stop him. Her nails anchored into his shoulder blades, holding on with every driving piston of his hips.

“Nero,” she panted, and I realized, I’d been watching them, still fully dressed.

I rectified the problem in two second’s flat. My clothes were tossed somewhere over my shoulder. A condom was pulled on and my gaze locked with Mia’s over Davien’s shoulder. One hand reached for me, fingers extended.

“How do you want it, Mia?” I asked, accepting her fingers, and dropping onto the mattress next to them.

“Me on top,” she panted. “No ass. She’s still sore.”

Without being told twice, Davien hooked an arm under her and twisted, repositioning her on top.

“Squat,” he told her, helping her unfold knees from around his hips so she was crouched over him with his cock deep inside her.

Mia made a choking sound and grabbed at his forearms. “Oh my God, that’s deep. Shit! Davien…” With a sob, her head dropped back, eyes squeezed closed. Her teeth punctured her bottom lip as the first wave of pleasure crashed through her.

“Roll your hips,” I instructed, moving up behind her and straddling Davien’s knees.

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