I guide his face to mine, kissing him roughly and thoroughly. When I pull back, I rasp, “I want you to feel good too.”
“Oh, I will.” Luke smirks and wraps both of our cocks in his hand. He moves his fist up and down, stroking our shafts together.
As he continues, I feel my cock swell. “You’re going to make me come too quickly and embarrass myself,” I grit out as I try to keep my orgasm at bay.
“I’m right there with you,” Luke confesses, then his tone deepens. “Come with me, Rory. Come all over my hand. I want to see our cum mixed together.”
My shaft thickens, and I fall into oblivion. Luke continues his motions as he comes with me, milking our lengths as white ropes of cum empty all over us.
I look down at our combined seed all over Luke’s hand and our shirts that we were in too much of a hurry to take off.
“We made quite the mess. Gotta clean up.”
I reach for some tissues, but Luke stops me, snatching my wrist.
“Be a good boy and use your mouth.”
Shit, that’s hot.
And just like that, I’m ready to go again.
I don’t think we’re going to leave this couch for a while.
CHAPTER 33
SAVANNAH
My anxiety reached down my throat and twisted up my insides. My stomach is literally in knots.
As I got myself ready for the Rose and Gold Gala, I pumped myself up. My self-talk was perfectly faultless. I worked hard on my makeup and hair, and I’m proud of the results.
Then I came out of the glam den, aka my bathroom, and found a massive box with a bow on my bed. A peek inside showed me it was a brand new dress from Hunter, despite him pointing out the other night that I already have three, and a new pair of pumps to match.
It’s a gorgeous garnet colored dress with an A-line silhouette and a plunging neckline. The back has a similar deep V leaving my smooth skin exposed.
When I finally exited my room, I found all three of them dressed in black tuxes and bow ties. I’ve never been a woman who needed to see her man, ormenin my case, in formalwear, but it’s safe to say that has changed.
I was on cloud nine, but then we got into the limo, and all of that bravado went right out the window. I’ve been a mess on the inside ever since.
The drive to the venue isn’t nearly long enough. As we get closer, I see flashes of light and shouts from people who I quickly realize are the paparazzi.
I clutch Hunter’s arm in a death grip. “You didn’t say anything about a red carpet and cameras.”
“What’s wrong with cameras?” Rory sits forward in his seat next to my left.
“Everyone will see,” I say in a whisper.
Hunter’s eyes squint in confusion. “See what?”
My hand touches the center of my chest. “Me.”
“We’re not afraid to be seen with you, Trouble,” Luke says earnestly. His eyes are wide, conveying his seriousness.
Rory reaches forward, covering my knee with his hand to offer me comfort. Hunter wraps his arm around me, releasing my grip, and leans in close. With his lips to the side of my head, he whispers, “It’s a privilege to be seen with you, Heartbreaker.”
“What if—” I start.
“Time to shine,” Hunter interrupts as his door is opened from the outside and he steps into the cold.
