He flips me over in one smooth motion, pinning me underneath him, his body pressing me into the mattress.
"I think you're kissing me because you're loving this," he says, his voice low and smug.
I cover his mouth with my hand and lean up to his ear.
"If you don't stop sleeping around," I whisper, "I will cut you off."
He licks my palm.
I remove my hand immediately, and he grins down at me like he just won something.
"You're not getting rid of me that easily, you know." He kisses my neck, his mouth hot against my pulse point. “I already said I would stop, and I mean what I said, so you don’t have to worry about it, okay? But fuck, baby. You’re driving me wild.”
"Do you think I'm a saint?" I breathe, holding onto him. "That I could do no wrong? I thought you wouldn't agree to any of this."
He nods, his hand sliding between my thighs, his fingers pressing against my clit with perfect pressure.
I moan, arching into him.
"What am I going to do with you?" he whispers, watching my face as his fingers move in slow circles. His eyes gleam. "Oh, I know.” He shouts, “Beck, get over here."
I watch as Beckett carefully walks over, his expression unreadable in the dim light.
"Cody, what are you doing?" I ask when Cody sits up and steps off the bed.
"Going to watch how bad you can be." He flicks his head at Beck. "Go on."
Beckett removes his shirt, and my heart starts to race.
"Turn around for him," Cody commands.
I listen, rolling onto my stomach, then pushing up onto my hands and knees.
When I turn around, Theo is sitting in the chair in the corner again, watching with that same dark intensity I felt earlier.
Cody walks around the bed and grabs my face, tilting my chin up. He starts kissing me — deep, possessive kisses that make my head spin.
I feel Beckett's hands on my hips, then sliding up to cup my ass. His touch is different from Cody's — gentler, more reverent.
"Are you okay with this, Adela?" Beckett's voice is quiet.
"You're going to fuck her, and I'm going to watch," Cody says against my lips, and I realize that I’m. not the only naughty on here. He’s getting off on this, so I kiss him again. "Go on."
"Adela?" Beckett asks again, ignoring Cody.
I nod, feeling heat flood through me. "Yes. Fuck me."
Cody kisses me again, nipping my lip just hard enough to make me gasp.
I feel Beckett position himself behind me, feel the head of him pressing against my entrance.
Then he pushes inside.
I moan into Cody's mouth, and Cody grabs my neck as Beckett fills me completely.
"You are bad," Cody says, smiling against my lips. "Very bad."
He kisses me again as Beckett starts to move.
