Page 54 of Don't Hate Me


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The brush of Orlando’s lips against my neck, followed by a kiss just below my earlobe, makes my skin tingle with anticipation. Light and sensual in a way that sends all sorts of signals to my lady parts.

“What are you doing?” I whisper, not sure how to take this flirtatious side of them at the same time. It feels like I’m being led down a dark road with danger waiting for me just around the corner.

Romeo’s hand, warm and slightly rough, moves down my side, his fingers brushing the edge of my skirt hem. The light touch of his hand on my bare thigh sends a jolt of electricity through me. “Showing you what good girls get,” he says like it’s damn obvious.

Butterflies dance in my stomach. “Together?” I ask the obvious, except it’s not because these two hate each other.

“If that’s what you want, treasure?” Orlando’s hand tangles into my top, and in one move he has the silk fabric tugged over my head, exposing my lacy bra.

I suck in a deep breath, my chest heaving, fighting the urge to pant like a fucking bitch in heat.

Orlando’s hand roughly massages my tits through the soft lace fabric of my bra as he nips kisses along my collarbone. “You didn’t answer me.” His words vibrate against my skin.

“Yes,” I say, forgetting why I even came in the room in the first place. How did the two of them get me all tangled up with them so damn quickly?

Romeo grins at me. “Yes what, doll face?”

“Yes, I want both of you,” I moan, not able to help it because Orlando bites my nipple through the lace fabric of my bra at the same time as I try and answer.

Romeo’s hand shoves a little further up under my skirt, and taking a handful of my ass, he squeezes roughly as his lips meet with mine again. While he kisses me, he makes fast work of tugging my panties down my legs, and I help him, stepping out of them. He grips them in his hand before slipping them in his pocket. He must have quite a collection by now. I swear whenever the two of us are together I never get them back.

At the same time Orlando removes my bra, leaving me in just my skirt. He sucks my nipple into his mouth so hard, I know it’s going to leave a mark, but right now I don’t give a shit, this all feels so damn good. And when it comes to them, I’m greedy and want more.

The two of them shuffle me a couple of steps back to the desk, laying me down delicately. I find the document Orlando had earlier, glancing at it quickly before he scoops it out of my hands before I have time to read what it was all about.

Romeo wastes no time in distracting me, hiking my skirt up and over my hips so it bunches around my waist, exposing my pussy and ass to him. “Fuck, I have missed you,” he says, pushing my legs out wide as he eats me up with his eyes.

I glance up at him. “Are you talking to me or my pussy?” I laugh because it sounded a hell of a lot like he’s communicating with my lady parts.

“Both.” His lips twist devilishly before he dips his head, then I feel it, his magic tongue sliding all the way down my slit, tasting me.

“Oh, dear God,” I moan into the room.

His chuckle vibrates over my skin, then he sucks on my clit, and I feel like I could combust already, just from this intoxicating combination. It’s like he knows how to push my buttons in all the best ways.

Orlando’s lips find mine, and he kisses me roughly, our tongues battling as he plays with my tits.

“Was that meeting in here all about how to get me off as quickly as possible?”

“I think our girl likes this.” My eyes are closed, but I can hear the smirk in Orlando’s words. This is his messed-up kind of fun.

Romeo murmurs into my pussy, the humming vibration telling me he agrees.

Their hands are all around me, their touch sending shivers over my skin. It all feels so damn good. Too good. “Fuck,” I cry, because the brothers are working together, Orlando pleasuring me by torturing my tits, licking, sucking, biting, and plucking, while Romeo toys with my clit and laps me up.

My back bucks off the desk, and my hands lace into Romeo’s long hair, greedy for more. He peers up at me, looking like he’s in heaven, and fuck, I am as well. He moves his mouth back, studying my pussy like it’s some precious artwork. “You’re so fucking perfect,” he praises me, then he slips two thick fingers inside of me and twists.

“Oh fuck,” is all I can say. What he’s doing is too good.

Orlando’s hand moves south, joining his brother. His eyes locking with mine, he watches for my reaction as he pushes a finger inside of me as well.

They work together, stretching me. As I ride their hands, my mouth falls open and my eyes involuntarily shut, just feeling everything they’re doing to me.

“Look at you taking both of our fingers so well, treasure.” His thumb brushes over my clit, teasing me at the same time, and my body shudders.

“She’s so fucking good for us. You should see how perfect your cunt is right now, doll face, so slick and glistening for us. We make you so fucking wet, don’t we?”

“Hmmm,” is all I can say. I’m someplace else, floating through this crazy high that they have created for me.