“Oh, God! Kieran…” I wasn’t going to last. It was too good, too perfect.
He growled low in my ear. “Come for me, love. Let me feel that tight little cunt squeeze me.”
His filthy words triggered my orgasm and I exploded, a shower of light and heat spraying through my entire being. He came on a rugged groan that triggered an aftershock, leaving me breathless and smiling.
Standing on both feet once more, I leaned back against him, put my hands over his, and fought to catch my breath.
“Can we do that every morning?” I mumbled, my mind jumbled from the postcoital euphoria.
“If you want me here,” Kieran spoke softly near my ear, “you only have to ask. Wherever you are, that’s home.”
I sighed, warmth blooming in my entire being. I did want him here. I wanted them both here. I wanted to spend every spare minute of my time with them, enjoying their laughter, their conversation, their lustful glances. I’d never felt more complete than I did when I had them close.
The door to the enclosure opened and Knox appeared, just as deliciously naked as Kieran.
“Is that what you want?” Knox asked, his glittering eyes glued to my face. “For us to move in?”
I didn’t even hesitate. “Yes.”
He stepped up to me, cupped my face, and tilted my head back. His mouth lowered to mine in a silky, seductive melding of lips. I inhaled deeply, feeling that riot of sensation returning despite the fact Kieran had wrung one serious orgasm from me already.
“That doesn’t get you off the hook,” I told Knox when he pulled back. “I still want to see where you live.”
“Dinner tonight,” Kieran added from behind me. “I’ll set it up.”
Knox’s green eyes sparked with what I recognized as hunger as he lifted my leg, hooking it against his hip. He closed the distance between us, effectively crushing me between him and Kieran. I held his stare, unable to look away. He didn’t linger, gripping his cock and guiding it to my sensitive entrance. He pushed in and I moaned, stretched exquisitely for a second time today.
“Did Kieran come inside you?”
I exhaled on a ragged breath, his words thrumming through me on a blazing hot wave. I definitely liked their filthy sides.
“Yes,” I said, closing my eyes as I shuddered from the pleasure of Knox’s cock pushing in slowly, retreating. “Do you like knowing he did?”
Knox’s response was a strangled growl, his hand going to my hip, the other still holding my leg to give him prime access.
Kieran’s arms slid beneath mine, holding me up when my body went liquid from the sheer pleasure of Knox’s slow, rhythmic thrusts. In, out, in, out. Knox didn’t rush, he merely screwed me until I was a moaning, breathless mess.
“Knox,” I whimpered, unable to take much more. I was wound so tightly, the pleasure making my skin sensitive. “Oh, God. Please.”
“Tell me, Em,” he rasped, pushing in deep, pulling out slow.
“Make me come.”
His pace didn’t change and I opened my eyes, saw that his attention was on Kieran. They shared a look, but this one I could almost decipher. It was pleasure and desire rolled into one beautiful glance.
Knox looked back down at me, his thumb moving over my clit.
I whimpered when he began circling the sensitive nub in time with his devastating thrusts. I was going to be worthless after this. I wasn’t sure how I would function.
“Knox!” I shouted, needing him to hear me. I felt like a rubber band stretched to its max. I couldn’t take anymore. It was—
Knox slammed into me, pulled out. He drove into me again, fucking me harder, faster. It was exactly what I needed. He watched where our bodies were joined as he fucked me. It took seconds before I felt the heat bloom in my core, a few more when the fireball of heat exploded, tightening every muscle in my body as it radiated through me.
I screamed his name and he was right there, holding my gaze as he drove into me one final time and let himself go.
Monday morning shower sex … best way to start the week.
I arrived in the office shortly before eight to find Zena already there. She was seated behind the reception desk, a smile on her face.
