the material fall down my body, dropping to his knees behind me to lift one of my feet and then the other to free me of the dress entirely.
While Damon bites and kisses a slow trail up the back of my legs, his hands sneaking up the front of my thighs to tease the place where I need them, Ezra’s kiss deepens, his tongue dancing with mine, his mouth so exquisitely demanding that I give in to both of them without complaint.
My body remembers just how wicked they are.
My panties slide down my legs next, a set of teeth marking the back of my thigh as something deep inside me clenches in memory of what comes next.
I’m no longer a woman trapped in a life I don’t want.
Because only they can free me.
For this moment, at least, I’m the girl who wants to be bad, who comes alive to be wrong, who is driven wild and reckless by the two beautiful men who taught her what it’s like to live how she wants.
If I can ever thank the twins for anything in life, it’s for giving me the chance to be myself, if for only a little while.
Ezra’s hands reach down to grip my thighs and pull me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he takes my full weight easily.
Damon steps up to stand behind me, and I’m tangled within a cage of pure heat, his fingers sliding between my legs to play my body until it’s trembling.
My bare breasts are crushed against Ezra’s chest, the fabric of his shirt driving me crazy. Dark laughter is a soft vibration over his lips that he drags to my ear
“Just let it happen, killer. You remember how this goes.”
God, how I remember, my body shaking in Ezra’s arms as Damon’s fingers tease my pussy, the tips rolling light circles over my clit to intentionally make my hips buck for more.
Ezra growls as my legs tighten around him, his teeth nipping at the lobe of my ear before he speaks on an exhalation of hot breath.
“I’ve missed you.”
Worry douses me at the honesty of those words, at how my heart shouts back that I’ve missed him, too.
God, how I’ve missed him.
Like a piece of me has been gone for far too long.
He’s kissing me again when Damon’s fingers slide inside me, two stretching to three, the pads running along my inner walls until he’s hit the spot I need. His mouth continues pressing kisses down the line of my neck, over my shoulder where his teeth gently bite my skin.
Moans and whimpers climb up my throat, Ezra practically swallowing every one.
When I fight against the orgasm that’s slowly building, it’s like Ezra knows, his mind so in tune with mine, even after all the time we’ve been apart.
With one hand, he grabs my face, forcing my jaw open wider so that he can lead this kiss how he wants it, so he can make me give into the orgasm Damon’s hand is teasing out of me.
Ezra breaks the kiss and presses his forehead to mine, his amber stare capturing my eyes with pure fire rolling behind it.
“Keep your eyes open, Em. Let me see you.”
I shake my head, or at least try to, but he only grins and holds my face in place, refusing to let me hide.
That’s when the first orgasm erupts, the violence of it so strong that my entire body shakes, moans falling over my lips as waves of pleasure roll through me.
Ezra holds my stare the entire time, sparks bursting behind his beautiful eyes.
“There she is,” he whispers roughly. “You come just as sweetly as I remember.”
The last tremors assault my body as he bites my bottom lip playfully before speaking against my mouth.
“Let’s see if you still taste as good.”
Damon steps away just as Ezra turns to lay my body down over the surface of a desk.
I’m about to complain again about where we are when he leans over me and palms my breast, his mouth going to my ear.
“Be a good girl, and show Damon how much you’ve missed him.”
He slides down my body and grabs the inside of my thighs to push my legs apart, his mouth covering my pussy, hot tongue diving inside me, just as Damon comes around to my head and shoves the leather chair away.
My head falls back, my chest arching up as Ezra holds my hips in place.
Damon’s hands slide over my shoulders and farther down to take possessive