She turns to Emmett and laughs. She’s like a drug.
I walk over to her from the bed and wrap my hands around her waist, turning her towards me, so her back is against Knox’s chest.
“Oh no,” he feigns. “Not her backside.” He laughs a deep, playful laugh. “Psych! Back side, best side!”
“Here, here.” Emmett walks back into the room, waving the bottle of lube in the air.
“Here, here,” she mumbles, fisting my shirt and lifting it over my head. Her hands and her gaze travel down my body, feeling like silk on my skin. Her hands rest on the band of my shorts and with her chin tilted down, she nibbles her bottom lip, while her dark, sensual gaze settles on my face.
“I’m going to suck that lip out of your mouth. You drive me crazy when you do that,” I pant out.
She doesn’t stop, and continues to watch me.
Defiant.
Daring.
When I move to kiss her, the smell of sun and coconut swirl around me, causing my head to swim. God, she’s intoxicating. A drug created especially for me, to torment me and drive me wild. My love for her will be the death of me, but my God, it will be glorious.
Knox, being the ass he is, ruins the moment by taking the massive green dildo and inches it over her shoulder and pokes me in the neck with it, like he’s playing a game of pool. Asshole.
“We’re going to have fun with you,” I say, running my hands up her stomach and slipping her shirt over her head. Her breasts bounce, dropping with their natural weight, as she stands there before us.
“I love your fucking breasts,” I mumble out, grabbing them in my hands.
“I love fucking your breasts,” Knox says behind her, making her giggle.
“Shut the fuck up,” Jax says. It’s been almost an hour since he’s said it, so it felt about time.
“What? I do.” He presses up behind her and loops his hands around her stomach and down her shorts.
“I love watching you come undone,” I moan, heat boiling inside of me.
“Do you want to watch her now, Callum? Do you want to watch me finger fuck our girl until she comes all over them?”
No more playful Knox. There’s a fire in his eyes.
She lets out a gasp and arches her back, pressing her breasts into my hands while her head falls back against his chest. Her hand snakes up Knox’s body and wraps around his neck for support, and she lets out another moan. “Take me.”
“We will love, but not yet. We’re going to make you come so much tonight it will take the rest of the week for your body to recover.”
She whimpers out, her knees buckling as she clamps down on her bottom lip.
“We can’t see what he’s doing to you love to make you moan so much.” I drop down and slowly grab the top of her shorts and glide them down and over Knox’s hand. He’s buried two fingers deep while his thumb rubs on her clit. “Such a beautiful pussy.”
“If I was an artist, I’d paint it and hang it in our house,” Emmett says, slipping out of his clothes and climbing onto the bed beside Jax.
She looks over at him and her eyes… they flash for a minute, but then it’s gone.
I drop to my knees and rub my hands up the back of her legs softly and slowly, then grab an ass cheek with each hand and breathe onto her clit.
“Oh damn numanum,” she moans, legs getting weak again.
My cock is so ready. Ready to escape the confines of these pants. Ready to feel her hand, her mouth, her deliciously tight pussy around it. Choking it. Sliding into her slick arousal.
“Lizzy got seven orgasms in one day. I want to give you eight in one hour. Starting now.”
EVERLEE - IT TAKES TWO
