“So let me lavish you with attention.”
Lief commits to cleaning me, using the luffa on my back and thighs, then kneading my shoulders and upper back with his firm hands until I swoon into his touch and lean back against him. His hand strokes down my side, then he wraps himself around me, his fingers slipping between my thighs to massage a much better place.
“Viking,” I moan.
“You think I don’t get hard when you walk around in just your thongs anymore?” He asks in my ear. “That anytime I see you in one of my t-shirts, my heart doesn’t try to hammer out of my chest?”
“I don’t know.”
“You read me better than anyone in the world, little viper. If you want me to bend you over and fuck you for hours, all you have to do is ask.”
“Or jump you?” I guess.
He pushes two fingers inside me and I gasp, holding his wrist. He feels so damn good. Stopping now would drive me to actually tie him down.
“Or jump me.” He chuckles. “That works very well.”
I nod. “I want all three of you after dinner.”
“That’s later. You’re coming now,” He promises.
Every stroke of his fingers, the pace he uses to thrust into me, all of it is so perfect. I melt for him. My legs shake, my pussy pulses around his fingers, and my body hums with need.
“Do I need to go faster?” As soon as he asks, he does it.
I whimper. “Oh fuck.”
“That’s a much better sound coming from you.” He palms my breast with his other hand as he kisses down my throat. “You’re so wet for me, pet.”
“I’m always wet for you, Lief.” I moan.
He suddenly stops touching me and I open my eyes. Lief gets on his knees, then drags me toward him, pulling my leg over his shoulder. Both his hands splay over my ass and he brings me to his mouth. I gasp and rock my hips against his tongue as he eats me out.
We moan together as I fight to stay standing. Lief’s hands don’t let me fall, even as my legs shake and tremble. I gasp as I feel the familiar build-up in my toes. Lief knows just how to use his mouth on me, just how to curl his tongue, just how to suck and tease my clit.
“Oh fuck. Viking, that’s so perfect.”
He groans, low in his throat, then goes back to his feast. His hand slides down my ass until he pushes two fingers back inside me.
The combination is too much. I fall over the edge right away, whimpering and moaning as my toes curl and I burst from pleasure itself. Lief guides me down with him and licks over his bottom lip.
“You’re my favorite appetizer.” He says against my mouth until I kiss him hungrily. Lief tastes like me and his lips are all slick.
I calm after the intense orgasm, but Lief just washes my hair. “If you are feeling neglected, you need to tell me, pet. I can’t read your mind.”
“If I start getting pissy, odds are I’m missing out on vitamin D.”
He’s silent for a moment. “That comes from the sun.”
“It’s a joke,” I tell him, turning my head to face him. “Meaning I need your dick.”
“Oh.” He smiles slightly and finishes rinsing out my hair. “I’ll remember that. Vitamin D.”
“Will you tell me how things are actually going with Mr. Volkov?”
“He’s frustrated right now,” Lief admits. “Hunter and then Chase made it clear that none of us are leaving you.” Lief pauses and slumps against the wall behind him. I move with him, searching his face for the answer.
“I was cross.”