His thick, hard thigh wedged between mine, lifting me off the ground as I straddled his leg. The vague pulsing of my core ramped up into full-fledged throbbing that matched the hot, twitching flesh digging into my hip.
He pulled his face away from my neck, staring into my eyes as I panted and whined, his thumb brushing my “Where’s your room?”
I pointed toward the stairs. I thought for sure he’d grab my wrist and drag me up the steps behind him.
But he didn’t.
He freaking picked me up, wrapped my legs around his waist like I weighed no more than a sack of sugar. He carried me down the stairs to the large bedroom in the walkout basement that looked out at the pool and lake.
“Which room?”
I pointed to the door, and before I could blink, I bounced on the bed as the door slammed shut.
“Strip. I gotta call Hayden.”
The heat in his gaze burned away any hesitancy and insecurities. My clothes evaporated, they fell from my body so quickly.
“Damn, someone’s pissed or horny.”
Naked, I knelt in the middle of the bed and said, “I think it’s both, Papi.”
“Lemme see her.”
37
DECLAN
One hand fumbled to turn the camera around while the other opened my belt, yanking it from the denim loops. The sound filled the air, and Marcie’s eyes widened with interest.
Not the time for that. Not with the way I felt.
I chucked the belt toward the chair in the corner, opening my pants before it made it there.
Hayden’s voice came through the phone loud and clear.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful. Vato’s gonna fuck you good for Papi, pequeña. You’re gonna be a good girl for him, aren’t you?”
“Umm hmm,” Marcie whined.
That needy wanton sound coming from Marcie, combined with Hayden’s deep, sexy rumble, set off fireworks in my groin. As my dick popped free of my jeans, I gripped the base to keep from coming. The two of them, hundreds of miles apart, were bad enough. Once we were all in the same room, my head would explode.
Both of them.
“Good girl. Are you excited to ride Daddy’s cock and put on a show for Papi?”
“Fuck, Hayden, shut up.”
Hayden chuckled darkly, and Marcie fucking giggled. Damn brats.
“Oh, pequeña, you’re in for a treat. Your Daddy is in a mood. He’s gonna pummel your pussy until you can’t fucking walk. The last time he got hold of my ass in that mood, I didn’t walk right for a week.”
That was three fucking years ago I wanted to say, but I kept the comment to myself and said, “Okay. I’m fucking hanging up. It’s clear we have your permission.”
Hayden got quiet for a moment, then said, “Vato, you didn’t need permission. She’s ours. Equally, and we’re hers. You two wanna fuck? Fuck. Just be sure to tell me about it.”
The smile in his voice told me all I needed to know.
“I love you, Papi.”
