Getting away, I guess.
They didn’t like escaped prey.
“That’s very, very sweet of you.” I was still struggling with being pampered like this, a wave of guilt washing over me. “I’m sorry I don’t have anything for you.”
Shaking her head, Spencer waved me off. “Don’t be ridiculous, you do plenty. And I don’t want anything from you.”
“You don’t wantanything?” It was such an absurd assertion that I had to tease her about it. She’d been chasing me aroundthe house like a dog with a scent since I’d given in to her. Since she’d taken me in the storage unit.
Her eyelids grew heavy as her mind was swarmed with sick thoughts of what she’d do to me. “You know I always wantyou.”
I could tell how heavy her breathing was, even through the screen. If she’d been next to me, her hand would have already found its way between my legs — finding the slickness that had already formed.
“How do you want me?” My face flushed a bright pink, something I hoped looked more like a lighting change than my embarrassment as opposed to my desperation to have her. I still liked to pretend to play it cool with both of my angels.
The last thing I needed was all of this attention going to their heads.
Just as Spencer opened her mouth to answer, my bedroom door swung open. A hulking Leo appeared in the tiny window at the bottom of my screen.
“Buzzkill.” Spencer groaned as she rolled over in her bed.
“Woooow. Rude.” Leo lifted her arm, leaning against the doorway. “Who said I was here to ruin anyone’s fun?”
I turned my head to look at the real her, the small pixels not enough to capture her beauty. Behind me, she looked down at me in my bed from across the room. The tattoos that wrapped around her arms strained against the muscles that refused to be ignored.
She looks like a fucking god.
Leo caught my eyes, an eyebrow lifting as a cheeky smirk took over her face. Flexing her biceps, she winked. “And what were we talking about?”
Too embarrassed and trying to calm her pulsing clit, Spencer just looked up at the ceiling in her room.
But I wasn’t shy. If Spencer wanted to get me all worked up, someone needed to make me come.
“How she’d want to fuck me.” Looking back at Spencer, I scolded her. “But she won’t tell me because she’s feeling coy.”
Leo crossed the room, pinning me on my belly between her strong arms as she laid on top of me. A waft of her rich, smokey sandalwood scent filled my nose, immediately exciting my desperate pussy.
In a low rumble, Leo shrugged to Spencer through the screen. “Tell me how you want to fuck her, I’ll be your proxy. I’ll take her the way you want. Merry Christmas.”
“That’s a very generous offer.” Spencer couldn’t hide how absolutely thrilled she was at the idea.
I felt Leo press her hips into my ass as I spoke, “Consider it my gift to you, a personal sex tape just for you.”
Standing from her bed, Spencer got up to lock the door. She’d already told me that her niece and nephew were occupied with a very loud new video game downstairs. But the extra precaution never hurt.
Her voice was a deep growl when she got back on the bed, one of her hands having gone missing. “Kiss her neck until she moans.”
Without another word, Leo followed her orders. She pushed my red hair to the side, exposing the soft flesh of my neck as she planted her lips on them. She started slowly, more delicately than I knew she wanted to be.
But she was taking her role as Spencer’s proxy quite seriously.
With each kiss, I felt my clit throb harder, my pussy pulsing for more. I wasn’t going to give her a moan right away, I knew how badly these two loved to work for it. The months they’d spent trying to crack my legs open were proof enough.
As Spencer watched on, Leo let her lips get sloppier. Her teeth slipped between each kiss, nipping at the soft flesh on my neck.
A moan forced itself up my throat as my clit begged for her.
“Good, take off her pants.” Spencer was fevered, as always not wanting to waste much time before pleasing me.
