Between their moans and the sound of my ass slamming down into Leo, I couldn’t stop my body from reaching my peak. My grinding slowed as I shuddered on Leo’s cock, feeling the walls of my pussy relax as I came.
Only when I could meet Leo’s gaze did she carefully lift my hips off of her lap and gently place me on the bed.
As soon as I was on my back, I felt how loose my hips were. The joint must have popped somewhere along the way. Leo rolled on top of me, positioned one leg over the other as if I was sitting in a chair. In one swift motion, she clicked my hip back in.
“Shit.” I groaned as I felt a second relief. “Thank you.”
“Maybe I should go back to school to be a chiropractor.” Leo laughed as she threw her huge body into the sheets next to me.
Rolling onto my stomach, I smiled at Spencer who was clearly still enjoying the high of her gift.
“Thanks for the Christmas gifts.” I winked at both of my angels.
Leo put her hands behind her head, reveling in the relief. “Wait ‘til you see what we have planned for your birthday.”
“How do you even know when that is?” I shook my head.
Of course, I’d been counting down the days until my most dreaded day of the year for the last week or so. The best gift my two angels could give me was ignoring the day entirely.
A cheeky smirk plastered itself across Spencer’s face. “I have my sources. No, but, babe, I set up your bank accounts. I just wrote it down.”
I was starting to feel embarrassed by how low my standards were. It was a small gesture, just making note of the day. Butit felt like a big deal. It felt like I was finally worth being remembered, being celebrated.
Rolling my eyes, I wanted to play it cool. “Ha-ha. Very funny. But in all seriousness, I hate my birthday so please don’t make it a big deal. It’s right after New Years and everyone always forgets it.”
Maura certainly did. No matter how old I was, she was pretty much always too hungover from a New Years party to do something fun. And anytime she managed to scrap something together at the last second, it just left me thinking about my dad.
That was a man who took birthdays seriously. He was always planning some elaborate party or trip to bring me on. Even before I was old enough to really remember it.
Before Leo and Spencer could fight me on it, a knock came from the door.
“Hello?” Leo raised an eyebrow, confused when the fuck Dom got home.
I fucking hope it was two minutes ago.
Despite my desire to piss her off, I wasn’t super interested in letting her listen to my orgasms. It was all too vulnerable for the way Dom had treated me, how she’d lied to me.
Through the wood door, Dom’s voice was muffled. “You guys hungry?”
“Uh…” Leo shrugged at me, just as uneasy as I was. “Yeah, give us five.”
“Cool.” Dom grumbled before her heavy feet stomped away from the door.
Turning back to Spencer on the phone, I tried to make sense of Dom’s weird intrusion. “Apparently Dom wants to eat.”
“Weird.” Spencer’s face turned, the frustration from her friend’s lies making her quiet. “I should get back to the kids anyway. Entire your Christmas dinner, Bunny.”
“Thank you, tell the kids we say hi.” I blew her a kiss through the screen, wishing more than anything I could wrap my arms around her. She looked like she needed a hug.
As soon as the call disconnected, Leo hopped off of my bed and grabbed my pajamas from the floor, admiring my naked body. “I wish I could burn all of your clothes.”
Rolling my eyes, I threw on the silk pants to cover my pleasure-soaked panties. “You’re ridiculous.”
“I’m just saying, I haven’t gotten my fill. And you need to be put back in your place.” She stepped closer to me, the smell of her sweat and the light scent of her excitement drifted into my nose. It was intoxicating, enough to put me in a sex-coma.
Lacing her huge fingers in mine, Leo led me down to the first floor. We listened in to try and locate Dom in the massive living area.
My forehead scrunched together as I pieced it together. “What the fuck is she doing in the dining room?”
