He didn’t stop or relent until he made me come, my fingers trying to grip his short hair. I cried out as the pleasure swamped me. Thankfully, he was holding me up because my knees turned to jelly. But instead of supporting me, Leo lifted me up, placed my butt on the cold steel of the prep table. It did nothing to cool me down, and the haze he’d turned my brain into had me watching as he tugged off my clogs and yoga pants.
It wasn’t until he pushed me back so I lay across the table did I think to object.
“Leo, what are you—”
He lifted the bottle of honey, grinned. His lips were glistening with my arousal, and I should have felt embarrassed. Somehow, no matter what I did with them, I didn’t feel anything but eagerness for more.
“I have a sweet tooth, but something tells me you’d make the taste of honey even sweeter. Just like sugar. But let’s make you even sweeter.”
“For me, too?”
Dane.
I startled at the sound of his voice, but Leo’s hand on my bare thigh soothed me. When had he come in?
“What kind of bodyguard are you?” I grumbled, looking at Leo as Dane came around to the side of the table, his gaze raking over me. Yeah, I was half naked on my prep table. Not a sight one saw every day. Or ever.
With his free hand, Leo wiped his mouth. “Oh, I’d say a pretty good one.” He tilted his head toward Dane. “He texted me that he was coming. Right before you did.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Now lay back like a good girl and let me get you off again.”
I gave him a stern gaze. No one talked to me that way. Well, no one but Leo because secretly, those words made me hot.
“And after the honey, we’ll have a little fun with this.” Dane held up a small, nondescript bag and pulled something from it. Held it up.
My mouth fell open at the sight of the shiny butt plug with a pink gem on the flange. “What...I...no way.”
Dane pulled out something else from the bag—a small bottle of lube—and put it on the table.
“We’ll take you together, Harper. Soon. Ever done anal before?”
I shook my head. Yeah, no. I clenched my butt at the possibility.
“We don’t want to hurt you, so we’ll prepare you first. And you’re going to be gorgeous with the pink gem parting that perfect ass.”
“I’m not so sure about this.”
“Do you trust us?” Leo asked. Dane waited patiently for my answer.
/> “I…” Did I? I went home with them. I had sex with them. I trusted Leo enough to protect me from bad guys. To save my life. It seemed I did. “Yes.”
While there was no shift in their bodies, I could tell they were relieved by my answer. A slight warming of the eyes, a softening—if that were possible—of their faces.
Leo flipped open the lid of the honey. “Don’t worry, sugar. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for something in your ass.”
When Dane took hold of one of my knees and spread me wide, I came up onto my elbows and watched as Leo dribbled the sticky honey over my very center. I arched my hips at the cool feel of it as it slowly slid down over my clit and folds.
He handed the bottle to Dane, gave me a dark look as he put his hands on the end of the table to prop himself up. And when he lowered his head, I gasped. Somehow the thick syrup only accentuated the feel of his mouth and tongue. He licked and sucked, laved me to get all the sugary sweetness off. And since he’d made me come just like this only a few minutes earlier, I was primed and ready to go.
“Let me see you come,” Dane said, his voice rough. A hand cupped my breast through my shirt and fingers plucked at my nipple. Their double assault had me crying out my pleasure, writhing on my prep table.
They didn’t let up until I stopped whimpering, until I’d caught my breath.
“I don’t think...I don’t think the health department would like this.” My voice was raspy from screaming. Twice.
I heard them laugh, although I hadn’t opened my eyes.