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I want it to just be us.
“I am,” I whisper.
I am begging.
Wilson and Reece are kneeling on either side of me. Reece starts kissing my neck gently while Wilson plays with my nipples. They’re hard and peaked: alert and ready for everything and anything he has to give.
I just want more of this.
I need more of this.
Wilson leans down and sucks one of my breasts into his mouth.
“Perfect,” he says.
“I want to try,” Reece murmurs, and he sucks my other breast between his lips. He groans in pleasure, and I wiggle, pushing my breasts higher into their mouths. I want more of this. Oh, I want so much more. At this point, I’ll do whatever the hell they want if they just don’t stop.
Wilson chuckles and pulls away. He keeps his hand on my breast though: playing with it, kneading it. He teases me slowly, taunting me.
“Please,” I whisper.
“Please, what?” He raises an eyebrow. “You’ll have to be more specific than that, Sabrina.”
“Wilson, I want you to touch my pussy,” I say.
I’m not even embarrassed about this.
I’m not ashamed.
I’ll ask him a million more times if it means he’ll give me what I need, what I want. I may have come once for Reece, but I’m ready to come again.
And again.
And again.
“Like this?” He asks.
He rests his hand flat over my lips. Reece is still playing with my breast. He’s licking it softly, tenderly, and now he’s using his hand on my opposite breast. The sensation is keeping my brain mushy. I’m not really sure how to put into words what I want or need right here.
“No,” I shake my head. “Not like that.”
“Oh, okay,” he looks up at me again. “Like this?”
Now he strokes between my legs softly using only one finger. He’s just barely touching me, barely grazing the skin, and I want to cry out in frustration because I really, really need more than that.
“More,” I whisper.
“Tell me what you want, baby,” he says.
I groan, shaking my head. What more does he want from me? I want an orgasm. I want to come. I want to explode. I want to stop worrying about everything in my world and instead, I just want to think about him and Reece and this moment.
To my surprise, Wilson doesn’t give in to me, though. I would have pegged him
as the kind of guy who would eventually succumb to his woman’s desires. He’s a bit more confrontational than I thought he would be, even in the bedroom, but I suppose that’s what happens when you’re the clan leader.
Instead of giving me what I want, he pulls away completely.
“Sabrina.”
