Lots of Naughty & A Little Nice - Leigh Lennon Page 0,47

tip of his dick. “Oh, yeah, sweetheart, I love your touch.” It’s true. He hates to be crowded. But when it comes to me, and now Ave, he’s addicted to it.

“Do you know what I want?” The feminine voice infuses the air behind me.

“Ave, baby…” Ro begins but with my touch on his cock, it’s all he gets out.

“What is it, baby? What do you want?” I ask.

“It’s easy; I want to watch you two together.”

The motions on his cock stops, and I veer my attention to Ave first and then back to Ro. But he’s the first to speak.

“What do you think, sweetheart, wanna give our girl a show?”

In a matter of seconds, Ro has the lube out of my nightstand, and he’s positioned between my knees.

“And why am I not surprised you’re the top?” Avery’s lighthearted tone gives us both reason to smile at her change.

“You better know it, toy maker.”

“Though he loves when I stretch him, too,” I interject.

Ro doesn’t say anything, and he leans over, pulling Ave into a kiss. It starts out soft, but when his hands touch the buttons of her Santa outfit, I’m granted more access to her cleavage. My hands help, too, but my attention is on Ro, stroking more of his cock.

He pulls back and rests his head on hers. “Ave, whatever you need, baby. We’ll do anything for you.”

“I want to see you love each other tonight.” He drops a kiss on the tip of her nose.

“Then your wish is my command.”

He returns between my legs, leaning over and taking my whole length in his mouth. His blowjobs always change—never being just the same old same old. The way his tongue circles the tip, dragging it down the back part of my shaft when his finger enters me. He worships my body, and as my eyes roll back in my head, her hand interlaces with mine. It’s just her way of saying she’s here with us.

I twist my face to hers. “Are you okay? Are you with us?”

“Yeah, sweetie, I’m with you.” These are the words I’ve needed to hear, and I’m so lost, I don’t realize Ro no longer has his lips wrapped around me. He pushes into me, and with my eyes locked on Ave and with my lover inside me, I’ve found my home.

Ro moves to his side of the bed, bringing Ave to his side, and I inch up behind her, stroking her head.

“I know this isn’t what you wanted tonight,” she whispers.

“We want you, Ave. But we will always go at your pace.” Ro’s words are what I would have said, too, if given a chance.

“I’m trying not to freak out, but you want me, and all of me—and you have to know, I’m scared shitless of losing my sister.”

“Baby,” I begin. “It’s what we want, your honesty, your burdens,” I whisper to her, and in my promise, her breathing levels out, and she falls asleep, where she belongs—between Ro and me.

19

Avery

I understood Knox’s words from last night that they wanted to shoulder my burden, too. And although the night went in a different direction than I’d thought, I needed to be loved and boy, did they give me what I needed—in watching the two make love to one another. In every way, they worshipped my body, I felt love seep from them for me and only me. I was their focus. With them, the two of them, there’s so much love to give them back.

It’s close to ten the next morning when I return home, and I realize my problems are still here when Leah Johnson knocks on my door an hour later.

I’ve had enough time to get my house put together. I told Whitney to stay at Jessica’s a little bit longer since I wanted to have an open conversation with Leah, without my sister overhearing. Leah hadn’t told me much last night in the corner of Knox and Ro’s living room, just that my ex-stepdad has a PI following me. There were pictures of me that wouldn’t paint me in the right light.

Leah, a petite blonde, has a forced smile on her face when I open my door. Part of me felt like I should run last night, but if Dennis has pictures of me with the men, the damage is already done.

I’ve made coffee and muffins as though my domestic prowess will get me out of the doghouse with her and possibly the judge.

“Your home is beautiful and the envy of