full control to his whims.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Luke dragged my clothes down my legs. His lips on the inside of my thighs—the rough scrape of his five o’clock shadow—burned over me. He followed a slow, indirect path that made me squirm in anticipation.
Chase kissed from my shoulder up to my neck. He scraped his teeth over the sensitive skin and sucked. I couldn’t squeeze my legs together, but every other bit of me clenched at the tantalizing sting. The little girl in me giggled, and a laugh slipped out.
“What’s so funny, Annie?” Chase asked between bites and sucks.
“Chase Hughes is giving me a hickey.”
I felt him smirk. “And that’s just the start.”
Luke licked over my slick skin, and my laugh melted into a moan. He pressed his face into my pussy, devouring me, groaning against my skin, and sliding up to my clit and back down several times. He thrust his tongue inside me.
God, that was incredible. I swayed on my feet, into his attention, careful to never break away from Chase.
Luke moved his fingers to my clit and played while he devoured me from the inside out. With Chase’s hands on me and Luke’s tongue inside me, the drawn-out pleasure was delicious.
My pleasure built slowly. Each time I started to clench, Luke eased up.
Until he didn’t. He pressed in hard on my clit, and orgasm ripped from me. I ground into him, breathless and needy, until it all became too much and my body shied away.
Luke stood, pressing me back against Chase and keeping me upright. They were so warm. So safe. So completely fucking amazing.
“You’re wobbly, Annie.” Chase’s tone was playful.
“Proof the two of you are incredible at what you do.”
Luke nibbled my earlobe. “We have a stunning medium to work with.”
“I hope you don’t think we’re done, because God, I want to fuck you.” In a single, impressively fluid swoop, Chase lifted me into his arms.
I laughed at the sudden tilt of the room, hugged his neck, and buried my face in his chest. He carried me into my room and set me gently on the bed.
Both of them stripped out of their clothes and rolled on condoms. It wasn’t some sort of fancy dance, but I enjoyed the show regardless.
Chase knelt between my legs and kissed a lazy path up, to my lips. He claimed my mouth, swallowing my sighs as he glided the head of his cock along my slit.
He slid inside me with a long groan that felt as good as his thickness. My body lit up in response.
He thrust at a slow pace, pulling out almost to the tip, before plunging deep again. “How are your legs?” he asked.
Pinned to my chest. “Better.”
“Good.” He gripped my hips, hitting marks Luke had left and sending sharp stings of pleasure racing over my skin. Chase rolled onto his back, bringing me with him, only slipping out for a second before impaling me again. He glided his palms up my chest, to cup my breasts. “You’re my absolute favorite sight. Always. But especially when you’re flushed and smiling.”
My skin heated at the attention.
“Just like that.” He smirked.
I didn’t care that he set a slow pace. It felt good to have him buried in me.
Where was Luke?
Chase dragged his fingers up my back, pulling me into him, and the mattress shifted.
Slick, cool fingers teased along my ass. There was Luke. He nudged my rear opening.
It felt different. Not bad, though. “I’ve never...”
Luke pressed his mouth to the hollow of my neck, behind my ear. “I told you I wanted to fuck every hole, baby doll. Do you want me to stop?”
“No.” If I relaxed both my body and my trepidation, his touch felt good. “But be gentle?”
“For this, all right.”
More cold slid over my skin. I didn’t have lube in my house, though I would in the future. “You planned this.”
“I hoped it.” Luke barely penetrated me with two fingers. “I was a Marine—always be prepared.”
“Those are Boy Scouts,” Chase said.
“You’re a Boy Scout.” Luke’s tone was teasingly defensive. “I mean, yeah. I think you’re right.”
My laugh mingled with a sigh. Luke pulled his touch away, but Chase was tracing his thumb along my slit, bumping my clit before gliding away again.
Luke nudged my ass again, this time with the head of his cock. “Relax,” he said gently. “You’re going to want to clench. Focus on doing the opposite.”
Chase distracted me with licks along my chest, as Luke pushed into me an inch at a time. Slowly. Coaxing me.