As if by divine intervention,White Liesby Bolshiee comes over the speakers, the sensual beat and her haunting voice filling me up, leaving me feeling all kinds of wanton.
Breaking Ash’s gaze with a devious smile, I hold my mug up as I swing my legs to straddle Loki’s lap, and his hands immediately come to rest on my thighs. He squeezes gently as my knees come either side of his hips, placing my core over his crotch.
“Princess…” Ash starts, his tone stern. “We’re not done here.”
I just give Loki a suggestive smile, one brow raised, knowing that he’ll be up for the challenge, too. His own lips respond with a devilish grin.
“Naughty, Pretty Girl,” he murmurs with a chuckle, then licks his lips. I pluck at his t-shirt with my free hand.
“Off,” I order, leaning back slightly so that he can comply. He places his mug on the side table, then takes his shirt off in that insanely sexy way guys always do—what’s with that?
He throws the garment aside, giving me a ‘what’s next?’ look. Taking hold of the spoon in my mug—Kai always tops my hot chocolate with lashings of whipped cream and a spoon to eat it with—I fill it with the still scalding liquid, and holding Loki’s stare, begin to drizzle it down his bare chest.
It’s hot enough that he hisses, the noise turning into a moan when I follow the path with my tongue, paying special attention to his nipple piercing. His sweats bulge, his hard length begging to be freed.Patience, Lilly.
Getting another spoonful, I trickle the drink down his chest once again, then proceed to lap the liquid up like a cat with a bowl of cream. Looking down, there’s an obvious stain of precum on his sweats where the tip of his dick is, the outline of his piercing clear underneath the fabric, and I shudder at the sight. I’m faring not much better, my silk sleep shorts already soaked, and Her Vagisty practically shouting to be filled.
Settling back into Loki’s lap, I can’t help but grind down on his dick, capturing his mouth with mine, our tongues tangling. I can taste the whiskey from his own drink, and for the first time today, my stomach feels calm.
“Fuck, Pretty Girl,” Loki rasps out, his fingers grazing my nipple through my silk cami top.
“Allow me,” Jax says, taking the mug of chocolate from me, and setting it on a side table on his side.
My nipples start to pebble under Loki’s attention, pressing against the silk of the top, zings of pleasure flashing through me. His hands start to trace along the lace hem, dipping underneath it and taking my top with him until he’s lifting it up over my head and throwing it aside.
“So fucking beautiful,” he rasps out before taking one of my tight buds into his hot mouth, my hips bucking, and his hardness pressing firmly against my silk clad core.
I move against it, creating a delicious friction that begins to drive me wild, and Loki growls, sending delicious vibrations across my breast and straight to my core.
His hands come around to the front of my shorts, and a deep groan sounds in his throat when his fingers find me already dripping.
“Such a good fucking girl, so wet for me already,” he says huskily, making another rush of heat flood my aching pussy.
I’m confused for a second when he withdraws his hand, both hands moving to grip the crotch of my shorts, one in front of the other. Suddenly, I get an inkling of what he’s about to do.
“Loki, don’t you fucking…” I start to say, cutting off at the sound of ripping silk as he tears them in two, opening it up so that I now have two flaps of fabric hanging from my waist, instead of a pair of shorts. He looks up at me with a wolfish grin on his handsome face. “You fucker!” I scold, moaning when two of his fingers enter me.
I forget all about my ire as he moves them in and out of my dripping cunt, and I start to ride his hand, seeking him deeper, faster. One of his hands comes up to my throat, in a very Jax-like possessive move reminding me of the other night, and he squeezes gently.
“Oh shit, Loki!” I scream as I come hard and fast, coating his hand and lap with my release, letting go of everything that is going on, all of the shit that surrounds our lives currently, as I spiral into sheer bliss.
“That’s it, baby,” he says roughly, “come all over me like a good girl.” His dirty talk and still thrusting fingers make me orgasm a second time, seeing fucking stars as I writhe and moan on his lap. Slumping down on top of him, completely spent, I hear his manly chuckle before he whispers in my ear. “We’re only just getting started, Pretty Girl,” he tells me, his voice giving me shivers at the sensual promise in his words.
He picks me up under my thighs, standing then turning round, all with me wrapped around him like a spider monkey. Encouraging my legs to go down, he then spins me round so that my back is to his front. Pushing down between my shoulders until I’m bent right over with my arms resting along the back of the sofa, he gives me all of half a minute, the crinkling of foil sounding behind me, before I feel him nudging my entrance.
He goes slow, allowing me to feel him inch by torturous inch before he’s finally fully seated inside me, both of us groaning at how amazing it feels.
“Shit, baby. You feel so fucking good,” he says through gritted teeth as he starts to withdraw before he slams back into me, causing a strangled cry to leave my lips. Picking up the pace, he begins to pound into me, the sound of our flesh slapping together overriding the music, and I can already feel tingles racing all over my body.
I feel a warmth on my face before a hand caresses the side of it.
“Don’t forget about us, Baby Girl,” I hear Jax growl out as I open my eyes to see him and Kai with their dicks out in their hands, right in front of my face.
Holy shit! Two for the price of one!
Jax is the first to guide his member to my mouth, and I open up, my hand wrapping around the base of him, wanting to taste him so badly, a small keen leaves my lips.
“So desperate to choke on my cock, Baby Girl.” He chuckles darkly as I lick the tip, tasting the drop of salty precum.