My labored breathing turned to pants. I trusted them with my life, my body, and my mind. They wouldn't do anything I didn't want them to do, and I wanted them to do. It. All.
“Turn to your right, sit on your butt, and put your legs out in front of you.” Elias's voice came from my right, which meant he was standing. I hadn't felt the bed move or heard anything.He's being all vampy. So hot.
I twisted around so my feet stuck out in front of me.
“Lie back.” The voice was whispered so I couldn't tell who it was, but I was pretty sure it was Elias.
They worked together to help me lie back, because suddenly they were on either side of me, one hand on my shoulder and one hand on my elbow, helping me flatten.
“May I speak?” I asked.
“You may,” Anthony said in a husky tone.
“I can't lay on my back for long.”
“We know that,” Elias answered. “No more talking.”
Oh, you wanna be sassy?My brain wanted to smack him, but my lady bits wantedhimto smackit.
Hands clamped around my ankles. They pulled me slowly and carefully until most of my legs hung off the bed and my butt was nearly to the edge. Then, they were back at my side, helping me sit up. I ended up sitting on the very edge.
“Open your mouth.”
Here we go!I was nearly giddy with excitement and eagerness. I opened my mouth, but only a little.
A finger tapped my chin, and I opened my mouth more, but only barely. I had to squash the urge to laugh and tease them.
I was lifted into the air so quickly I couldn't even tell how they'd lifted me. Before I could register it, I was on my hands and knees. The movements had been fast, but gentle.
The slap that was delivered to my backside wasn't gentle. I cried out, surprised more than hurt. It stung, but it was delicious.
“I should've specified. No noises at all,” Elias said from behind me.
I started to turn my head to look at him, but then realized I was wearing the blindfold.Duh.
He, whichever he was avoided touching me too intimately. It was a tease, a punishment for not opening my mouth.
Pillows were tucked under my chest and sides to help support me.
“Lift your head.”
Anthony. He was right in front of me. He must've been on the bed with me, but once again, I didn't feel any movements.
“Open your mouth,” he whispered.
More than willing, I opened my mouth as far as I could comfortably.
I imagined, more than felt, his hips flex and realized I was smelling him the way I smelled Axoular, but the scent was totally different. He smelled spicy and slightly metallic.
He pulled his hand away and Anthony stopped moving too. “I know what you're doing, Riley,” he said as he rubbed his palm over the burning spot on my butt cheek he'd slapped. “The more you beg for it, the longer it'll take me to give it to you.”
I straightened my back.Stop showing him how he affects you.
Wiggling my tongue did the trick. “I think she's ready to do as she's told,” he said to Elias.
They were changing position, the feeling of a breeze over my skin. They'd moved so fast they made wind. I rolled my eyes behind the blindfold.I've got you two figured out.
Carefully, Elias threaded his fingers through my hair. “I know what you're doing, Riley.” He spoke in a singsong voice, almost trying to sound threatening. He was having too much fun to be threatening, though.
