“God, your tits are huge,” the man said. The sound of suckling floated up from the downstairs.
“Oh, Robert.”
“The only Robert I know at the party was Lord Aston,” Matthew whispered with a chuckle. He brought his hand up and rubbed her taut nipple.
Jennette slapped his arm. “Shh, they’ll hear us.”
“Oh, Robert!”
“Take me in your mouth, Annie.”
Jennette frowned slightly, wondering exactly what Annie was putting in her mouth. She glanced back at Matthew to see his eyes widen. Whatever they were doing, it had obviously excited him.
“Damn,” Matthew whispered.
“What are they doing now?”
Matthew closed his gray eyes and clenched his fists. “She was taking him in her mouth—”
“Him?”
He ground her bottom against his hard shaft. “His cock.”
“In her mouth?”
The groaning and moaning from the room below grew in volume. “Yes,” Robert shouted enthusiastically. “I want to do that to you.”
“Yes,” Matthew replied with a groan. “And now he wants to return the pleasure.”
“I thought he’d already suckled her nipples.”
“Not there, Jennette.” He skimmed his hand up her thighs until he found her wetness.
“There…no.”
“Oh yes.”
“Have you done that before?” She couldn’t believe she’d just asked him that question.
“Many times.”
“Oh.”
The sounds of Annie’s moaning increased. “Oh Robert, yes. Please now…”
“On all fours, Annie. I want to take you like an animal.”
Jennette squeezed her legs tighter in an attempt to ease the tingling. Hearing the bedstead creaking and knowing what they were doing was driving her mad. Matthew’s finger split her folds apart. He rubbed her nub, driving her insane with longing.
“Please, stop,” she whispered.
“Not until I feel you shaking with desire. Until you’re so ready for me, you make as much noise as they do.”
“Robert, harder, harder,” Annie’s voice squealed. “I’m coming.”
“Now, Annie,” Robert shouted and then groaned loudly. “God, you’re wonderful.”
“Oh, Robert, don’t stop yet, I’m coming again,” Annie moaned in pleasure.