“I want to hear you.”
“Yes,” I nearly scream.
Carter moves between my legs and growls, the sound coming from his chest, causing my clit to pulse with need.
“Jesus, Heathen. I can’t wait to taste you.”
Knox comes up beside me, grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling it over his head before tossing it on the bedside table.
Carter presses his nose against my pussy and inhales deeply.
“Fuck,” he groans, as Knox runs his fingers through my hair.
He drags his tongue up my slit and I gasp, “Carter.”
I lost my virginity years ago, but I’ve never had a mouth on my pussy. It’s hot and dirty and intense. The way Knox watches my face for my reaction only elevates my pleasure.
A tear rolls down my cheek as Carter sucks my clit between his lips.
“Tesoro, what’s wrong?” Knox asks.
Shaking my head, I say, “I want to touch him so bad it hurts.”
Carter digs his fingers into the back of my thighs.
“Untie her hands so she can touch you,” he says, before he groans into my pussy and flicks my clit with quick strokes, causing me to buck my hips with need. I don’t even know what I need, but I need more.
Carter pushes two fingers inside me as Knox undoes the cuffs on my wrists with a stern warning.
“You touch me, Tesoro. Only me. Do not disobey me.”
I rotate both of my wrists to get the feeling back, and promise, “Only you.”
He leans over me, and I reach out and touch his chest, immediately tracing the lines of his tattoo.
Carter curves his fingers inside me while licking my clit with slow swirls of his tongue in a circular motion, and a loud moan slips from me as I dig my nails into Knox’s chest.
“Carter,” I nearly scream.
Knox chuckles soft and low.
“Keep doing whatever you’re doing, brother. Make our girl come.”
The pleasure builds in my core as I unravel.
Carter's tongue on my pussy.
Knox’s thumb swiping across my nipple.
Fingers inside me, coaxing my pleasure, my orgasm threatening to detonate.
The deep voice in my ear.
“That’s it. That’s our girl. Drench his face, Tesoro. There’s no holding back. Not with us.”
My back arches off the bed as I clutch onto Knox, and he holds me as I tremble in his arms.
“Good girl, Tesoro. Our perfect fucking girl.”
