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I swallow thickly before jumping halfway down the page to begin.

“‘Taj parts my thighs—’”

Khaos does the same, kissing his way toward my center, starting at my toes, down my foot, ankle, calf, knee, then thigh.

“‘Rolling and twisting and shaking her body in front of me to the beat. I run my fingertips down her spine, tucking three of them into her cheeky panties to pull the material away from her ass crack—’”

Fingertips tickle mine with feather-light touches, creating goose bumps over my entire bottom half. He doesn’t take it further but he could. So, so easily.

“I don’t hear you reading.”

“I don’t feel you eating either.”

That earns me a pair of bites to the insides of my thighs and a rough, “You will.”

“‘Before I let them snap back against her smooth skin. Her sex-dripped hiss fills the small room, making it warmer.’”

“What’s my man Atlas doing? Just sitting there like a limp dick?”

“That’s what you’re doing, aren’t you?”

“Nothing about me is limp right now, Silver.” His chuckle becomes a groan as he licks up my slit.

Finally.

“Read.”

“‘I shoot a look at Atlas, moving only my eyeballs, then I do the move again, watching his reaction this time.’”

Khaos’s tongue laps at me while I read.

“‘His dark gaze touches on every bit of Taj—her ass, her face, her body visibly vibrating from that ache every woman feels between her thighs when she’s turned on—before returning to mine. When he licks his lips, I feel it as if they’re mine.’”

Unable to stop myself, I roll my hips against Khaos’s mouth a couple times.

“‘After… Af—’” Shit. That feels so good. I could just keep doing this all—

The sensation disappears.

“You better read if you want me to—”

I lift my head off the bed to meet Khaos’s eyes between my legs.

“A little less lip and a lot more tongue, please.”

A wet swipe against my clit has my eyes rolling back a moment before my head returns to the bed.

I asked for that.

Well, kind of.

“I said a lot more tongue.”

Khaos obliges, lathering my pussy lips.

Okay. Okay. He’s doing his part. I should at least try to do mine.

Not even sure if I’m on the right paragraph, I continue with a trembling voice, “‘After sucking my finger, I remove it from my mouth to wipe on the top of Taj’s ass cheek, the spot right where her panty line starts. Keeping Atlas’s gaze, I lower my head to blow on the damp skin.’”