“I could get used to nights like this,” Declan says.
I want to tell him not to, but then makes me moan by sliding his fingers inside me again, and I sort of forget where I was with my objections.
I’m soooo damned close to coming when Declan stops. My frustrated groan makes Declan laugh.
“Yeah, remember this next time you think it’s so funny when you’re doing it to meee,” he teases.
He removes the butt plug from me and takes it into the bathroom. I hear him wash his hands. When he returns, he has George pull his cock from my mouth.
Then he fists the front of George’s tux jacket and drags him in for a long, deep kiss, and all I can do is lie there and watch. It’s not the kiss of a boy and his Sir, but of two men definitely in love and enjoying what they’re doing.
It’s beautiful.
They’rebeautiful.
As they slowly undress each other, kissing as they do, I find myself increasingly frustrated, trying to squirm against the bed to get off, but I don’t have any traction.
“Aw, she’s horny,” George says, grinning.
“Motherfucker,” I mutter.
Declan reaches over and slaps my ass, hard, Alpha Declan in the house. “Whatwas that,girl?”
I glare at him. “Motherfucker,Sir.”
Declan’s enjoying this far too much, because he grins. “That’s better.” He pats George on the shoulder. “Let’s get her moved.” He strokes his cock. “I have been kept waiting too damn long and I’m ready to have some fun.”
