And two, he’s game for some tag team.
Scooting closer to the little minx, I push onto my knees and tap at her thighs in a silent command. Lala spreads them without hesitation, her breaths shallow as I loom over her and drag nothing more than the tips of my fingers up the span of her soft skin. “Twenty-one questions is over, baby girl. You ready to have your cake and eat it, too?”
A nod, that’s all she can manage. Given the way she sinks her teeth into her lip, Eros likely increased the vibration yet again. The steady buzz radiates through my hand as I pull the lace of her panties aside and run my fingers along the sides of the toy.
It’s drenched…
“So wet,” I whisper into her ear, feeling the burn of Eros’ stare clinging to the side of my face. “I can’t wait to taste you.”
When I ease back and glance over at the man, those icy blue of his eyes has darkened immeasurably, like the treacherous waters of the deep sea. He’s not touching himself—yet—but I have no doubts he wants to, his cock jutting against the seam of his jeans, begging to be freed.
Snaking a hand through the back of Lala’s hair, I lock the roots in my fist and yank her head back with purpose. She moans through a throaty little laugh, her gaze alight with mischief.
“Are you gonna show him what a good girl you are for me?” I question.
SIX
LALA
I can tellby the looks they’re exchanging it’s about to be 2v1…and I’m here for it.
“Yes,” I answer breathily, once again climbing higher and higher toward the crest of another delicious orgasm.
Suki smiles wickedly and slides a finger inside me alongside the toy, stretching me out just enough to send my eyes to the back of my head as the fist in my hair tightens impossibly more.
“Fuck, that feels good.”
“Mmm, I bet it does,” she coos, ever so slowly working it in and out. After several moments, she finally withdraws and seals her lips around it teasingly. You’d think I was the best thing she ever tasted based on the way she savors me, a fact that very much still brings heat to my cheeks despite how long we’ve been together. Once my essence is long gone, she casts a quick glance at Eros from over her shoulder. “Do me a favor and cut that thing off, will you?”
Within seconds, the vibration stops. Another blink and she’s pulling the toy free, her grip on my hair releasing along with it. I immediately whimper at the loss, louder still when she drags her tongue along its length. Eros gasps from his place on the sectional, and while I’m too enraptured by Suki to look at him, I know that blue-eyed gaze is on fire. I can feel it, just as I can feel that skilled tongue of hers lapping up every inch of the toy.
“Always so damn sweet.” She licks her lips as if to solidify her point, flinging the device somewhere beside us. “He deserves a taste, too, don’t you think?”
I don’t get to utter a single word before she’s moving, reaching for something on the coffee table. A brief flash of red; that’s all I catch until something small and cool glides inside me. A strawberry, there’s no mistaking it by the shape and texture. She doesn’t leave it there, though, simply gathering what she needs and pulling it right back out, the fruit glistening with the evidence of my arousal as she brings it up for us to see.
“Eros, come taste her.”
The sounds of him shuffling rents the air and within a breath, maybe two, he’s falling onto the empty space beside me. Suki leans over enough for us to remain in contact while setting the strawberry to his lips. He glances at it for only a split second before flicking his tongue against the pointed edge, holding her stare like a vise.
This time it’s me who gasps because for the first time since being in this man’s presence, I notice it…
His tongue ispierced.
My girl seems just as surprised, her brow curving as we watch him in utter fascination. He relishes every last drop of me, licking the berry clean before taking a bite up to the leafy greens. All the while, the only thing I can think about is how I missed the piercing to begin with, if anything else is pierced…and how good that little ball is gonna feel dragging along different parts of my skin.
“She’s not wrong,” he says huskily, turning to me with a fresh wave of lust in his eyes. “You’re tasty.”
Suki hums, appeased as ever, and wastes no time fusing our lips together. I can feel the way she smiles as her tongue dips inside playfully, lashing out against my own. I’m too absorbed in her kiss to see what she’s doing, but as the cushion dips and Eros’ body heat emanates much closer, I realize she’s reeled him in. Sure enough, when we ease back, he’s right there, her fist cinched tightly around the front of his shirt. He’s so close now, I can smell him, like cedar and leather. A stark contrast to Suki and her sweet florals.
“I knew you two were some kind of trouble from the moment you walked into my bar, but damn…” Following Suki’s lead, he kisses me once, twice, and after the third brush of his lips, he veers over to hers.
The heated space between my thighs instantly throbs. Never gets old watching someone else momentarily enjoy what’s mine—because I know how good she feels, how good she tastes. The soft groan reverberating from his throat as their tongues meet only proves as much, luring me in closer. From Suki to Eros and back again, each kiss grows deeper, more frantic and urgent than the last until my girl finally pulls away.
“I’m gonna grab something from the car real quick,” she murmurs, looking at Eros as she says this. “Keep her wet.”
Those blue eyes snap over to me, then flick down to my mouth as Suki rises to her feet. The door clicking shut breaks the spell, merging his stare with my own anew. “Is she serious?”
“Very.” I nod, sealing my fingers around his shirt. “Better do what she says.”
