“Touch you. Touch both of you.”
Jared moved her so she was between them on the bed.
North cupped the side of her face. “Is that right? Where would you like to touch us?”
“Everywhere,” she breathed as Jared placed his hand at the base of her neck. There was no pressure. He didn’t try to restricther breathing. But he held it there, staring down at her like she was a banquet and he’d been starving all day.
She swallowed heavily at that look of ownership.
Of hunger.
Need.
“Your chests. Your shoulders. Your cocks.”
“You want our cocks?” Jared repeated. “Both of them?”
“Yes.” It wasn’t the first time, of course. But every time was amazing.
“Please, someone touch me,” she begged.
Jared sat then he drew her onto his lap so she was facing him. They were already all naked and she ran her hands over his bare chest as she felt North move in behind her.
He laid kisses down across her shoulders while squeezing her ass cheeks.
“Ouch,” she grumbled.
“Poor Angie, does that hurt?” North said with mock-sympathy.
She’d gotten a spanking last night for going into the water without North or Jared. She wasn’t the best swimmer and they were teaching her. But she was forbidden from going near the water without them.
She’d only been ankle deep! What was the point of being on a tropical island if you couldn’t dip your feet into the water?
“You know it does,” she replied.
Smack!
“Ouch! What was that for?” she cried.
“I didn’t like your tone,” North replied.
Jared grinned. “He’s really embracing his Dominant side, isn’t he?”
“Yes, but he’s taking it out on my butt!” she cried.
“Hmm, so he is,” Jared agreed. “And such a cute butt it is. White, pink, or red.”
Sheesh.
Then Jared wrapped his hand around her hair and drew her in so he could kiss her. And she forgot all about her red ass and concentrated on his kiss.
God.
She was so hot. She could feel how wet she was.
More.
She needed so much more. And then North was driving two fingers deep into her pussy. He kept them there, not moving, and she clenched down around them.
