They’rehypnotic.
I tug my fingers free.
Seba pauses, glancing over his shoulder, his hair mussed, and brow lowered in concern. He releases Cade and pinches my chin, tilting my face up to slot his lips over mine. I kiss him back, welcoming the familiar scrape of his stubble.
“Show me how you take him apart,” I whisper.
He blinks in disbelief.
“Can we get naked already?” Cade whines.
Seba cuffs his stepbrother by the throat. “If you want me to touch you, you’re gonna have to listen.”
Cade bites back a smirk. “Make me.”
Seba’s fingers flex, thumb pressing his pulse point. “You wanna come?”
Cade nods.
“Then do as I say.”
Desire coils in my core. I squeeze my thighs together to stave off the building ache, but there’s no relief. Not when Seba strokes Cade’s jaw affectionately. Or when he stares longingly at Cade’s lips. Or when he murmurs, “Strip. And get on all fours facing our girl.”
Cade takes his sweet time shucking off his jeans, boxers and shirt before lowering to the threadbare carpet. He’s a fallen angel cut from marble. I drink in the sight of his lithe figure, slim waist, and flawless skin. When my gaze travels through the valleys of his pelvis to land on his cock, saliva floods my mouth. The glistening tip points at me, rivulets of precum dribbling down his rigid length.
I sink to my knees and comb the hair out of his eyes.
“Kiss him.”
My head snaps to Seba as he joins us on the floor behind Cade and unzips his jeans. He shoves them down his muscular thighs, his rough, callused hands palming Cade’s smooth, bare ass. He shivers and arches into Seba’s possessive touch.
“Now, sweetheart.”
I feel the command in my clit. “Yes, sir.”
Chocolate eyes melt as I close the space between Cade and me. While we lazily kiss, Seba spreads Cade wider and lowers his head to lick the top of his crease.
“Fuck yes,” Cade pants. “Please, please,please?—”
I know the second Seba’s tongue reaches his hole. Cade moans into my mouth while simultaneously shoving back on Seba’s face. Mewling and whimpering. A beautifulwrithing mess.
It’s intoxicating. Erotic. Filthy.
I can’t help sneaking my hand down the front of my shorts to rub myself.
“That’s it,” Cade gasps. “Get that pussy ready for me.”
My heartbeat accelerates.
Seba slaps Cade’s ass.
“Holyfuckyes.”
Then his dominating glare turns to me. “Pants off.”
I shimmy out of the denim while he drags two thick fingers through Cade’s crease, making pass after pass over his rim. He bucks with a groan of frustration. But Seba’s attention remains on me. “Panties too.”
When I shed the final layer, both of their gazes turn feral, fueling the inferno within me.
