I want to taste her for hours, but after a few moments, her hands get frantic, pushing my head away so she can look at me. “Now,” she breathes, “now, please, Miles…”
I chuckle, grinning at her. “You won’t even let me get you there, huh?”
She shakes her head. “Maybe I don’t want it slow anymore.”
I push myself upward and line my cock up, easing into her just a little, then stopping to savor the heat. I watch her face, the way her eyebrows draw together and her lips part.
She wants it rough, but I’ve never been one to follow orders. So, I push in all the way oh-so slowly, and both of her hands clutch my biceps.
“Fuck,yes,” she hisses. “Don’t stop. Don’teverstop.”
I set a pace that’s painfully glacial, just long, deep strokes, slow enough to make her crazy. She rocks against me, her little hips desperate for more, but I hold her down with one hand on her chest, loving the way it drives her insane. “You’reso beautiful like this,” I say, and she shudders against me, squirming.
“Shut up,” she pants. “Just fuck me, Miles?—”
“Not until you come first.” I peer down at her, locking onto her gaze.
She gives me a pitiful look, but then I thrust again, leaving her lips parting into a pretty moan.
I keep going and reach between our bodies, locating her throbbing clip. My thumb makes tiny circles there until her whole body locks up.
Then she explodes.
But when she does, it’s with a moan that’s more vulnerable than anything I’ve ever heard from her. I lose it, then—thrusting hard, burying myself to the hilt as I come inside her, biting her shoulder to keep from shouting.
Oh fuck, she feels so goddamn good.
We lay like that for a long time, until her heart rate slows, and she runs a hand through my hair over and over again. If I died right now, I’d die a very happy man.
But the universe has other plans.
“I was wondering if you were alive in here.”
Emmett stands in the doorway with Brody behind him. Brody hovers, arms folded, face unreadable but eyes fixed on Georgia’s exposed body.
Emmett flops onto the bed and lands half on top of me, half on top of Georgia.
“You know,” Emmett says, “you could’ve invited us to join.”
I laugh, still trying to catch my breath. “You’re such a slut, Emmett. We haven’t exactly talked aboutsharingin that way.”
He grins. “Talking is overrated.” He then turns to Georgia, cupping her jaw in one hand and kissing her, deep and messy.
She melts into him, arching her back and pushing her breasts into him. Emmett wastes no time, ducking down and sucking anipple into his mouth, while his other hand finds her clit and teases it until she’s squirming all over again.
Brody finally steps all the way in, closing the door behind him. He leans against the wall, watching, but his gaze isn’t cold. It’shungry. “Are you just going to watch?” Georgia teases, her fingers playing with Emmett’s hair as he sucks on her tits, but her eyes are locked on Brody.
“Maybe,” Brody says, voice low. “Or maybe I’ll just wait my turn.”
The electricity is immediate, thick enough to taste. Emmett glances up at me, a wicked gleam in his eye. “You good to go again, counselor, or do I need to carry the team for us all?”
“I’ll supervise for now,” I say, propping myself up on one elbow. I watch as Emmett goes down on Georgia. His tongue and fingers work her until she’s moaning and her thighs are shaking.
I know exactly how it feels to be him, and my cock starts to throb just watching.
Brody moves to the side of the bed, kneeling down, his hands bracing Georgia’s shoulders as he leans in to kiss her. She wraps both arms around his neck, pulls him closer, and then bites his bottom lip until he groans.
Fuck,this is so goddamn hot.
