Evie flinched when Logan put his hands on her knees and urged her to uncross them. Her lips pressed together when his hands moved upward, carrying her skirt with it, all the way until her black panties were exposed. I barely got a look before Logan wrapped his fingers around the sides and began tugging them off.
“No sex,” she said. Who exactly was she telling? It sounded more for herself than for him.
“No sex with my cock,” he clarified.
I held my breath as the panties were worked past her knees, and she pulled one leg out, leaving the underwear on an ankle. A tiny landing strip of hair covered her slit, and it was sexy as hell. At her sides, Evie’s hands were clenched into fists. Her chest heaved rapidly.
“How’s that view, Dominic?” Logan asked.
“Still tinted and nighttime.”
“Great.” Logan’s palms trailed up Evie’s legs, gently pressing her knees apart. When he reached the juncture of her thighs, his hands curled, and he raked his fingernails down the insides of her legs, sensitizing her.
She jerked. “Oh my God.”
Logan bent, lowering his mouth to her knee, and his lips glided along the faint pink track marks he’d left on her pale skin. Goosebumps lifted on her legs, and she shuddered as he closed in.
“I’ve been dying to lick this pussy for the last thirty-seven days, Evie.”
Her tremble increased with anticipation as he hovered so close she could surely feel his breath. Her hands moved to clench the sides of her dress, and she went white-knuckled.
A short gasp punctuated the backseat when his mouth latched onto her clit. And since Logan was nestled between her parted legs, and they both had blindfolds on, there was no one to know Dominic was peeking except for me. I grinned and shook my head, but he just shrugged. Sort of like, “Can you blame me?” I couldn’t. It was so fucking hot.
“Oh, shit,” Evie said. Her back bowed from the leather seats, which forced Logan to clamp his hands on her legs, keeping her spread. Her head tilted back and she panted for breath as his tongue worked its way through her valley.
He didn’t stop or slow when her hand crushed into his hair. Either trying to drive him back or hold him in place, I couldn’t tell. Her moans grew louder as his face nuzzled. He attacked her like a man desperate for her orgasm, which he probably was. Maybe he’d edge her for a while and make her insane with need, just as Dominic loved to do to me. The tough skin of his palm caressed my thigh, each stroke inching closer to my pussy.
“God, don’t stop.” Evie’s whisper was more of a plea.
My legs opened and I shoved Dominic’s hand where I needed it, pressing his fingers to my aching clit. I shifted in his lap, rubbing myself against him. But it wasn’t enough.
“You’re not allowed to wear panties for the rest of the night.” His dark voice was low and in my ear, too quiet for our friends to hear. Yes. I scrambled out of the underwear and shoved the wadded fabric in my purse, then pulled his hand right back to where it had been. It felt so fucking good when he touched me, just grazing my clit. My nerve endings sizzled and begged for more pressure.
Evie’s legs were shaking. Her knees had gone lax and spread wide, her whole body under Logan’s command. Only one hand was on her thigh. The other was beneath his mouth, working a finger inside her. It was slick with arousal, sliding in and out easily.
He paused. “You want another, naughty girl?”
She bit down on her bottom lip and nodded, but since he couldn’t see, he continued to wait for an answer.
“Yes . . .” she said. “Oh!” Logan’s first two fingers eased inside.
“Goddamnit,” Dominic whispered. “You’re so wet. Maybe I should have left your panties on.”
I shuddered when not one, but two fingers pushed inside me. Before I could moan loudly, his palm curled around my mouth.
“Quiet, Payton. Not a sound.”
His warm lips feathered kisses on my neck, sending waves of delicious shivers through me. So I sat there and watched Evie ride Logan’s fingers and tongue, while Dominic fucked me with two thick fingers, and struggled not to make a noise. I tried to contain the bliss that crashed into me and threatened to erupt. Dominic always found a way to put restraint on me, knowing how much I craved it. It made my release so much better.
My thumb rolled circles on his hard cock through his pants. How far would he allow me to go? Could I undo his belt and fuck him under my dress in front of our friends? They couldn’t see, but they could certainly hear.
There was a cry of pleasure from Evie, and a soft pop as Logan pulled off suction from her pussy.
“Tell me you want my cock,” he said as he straightened. His hands undid his pants. “Tell me how badly you need it.”
Her face was half-covered with the blindfold, but it twisted with agony. “Oh, God, Logan . . .”
Dominic and I froze when Logan’s boxers were tugged out of his way and his large dick was gripped in a hand. A nervous cry tore from Evie as he ran the tip of his cock through her wetness, testing her.