Page 72 of The Unexpected


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“I forgot.”

His fingers continue brushing over the lace, as he bends close to her other ear. “Liar.”

I hear lace tear and her body jolts slightly in my arms as Beck rips her panties away and shoves the underwear into his pocket.

“I’m not.”

“Yes, Tink, you are. You defied us because you want my hand on your ass. You want me to turn your skin pink with my handprint, don’t you?”

I lift my hand from under her breasts, where I’m holding her up, and thumb the peaked nipple through the thin cotton of her tank top.

Beck is running his fingers through her drenched pussy lips now. I can smell her arousal, and it’s intoxicating. Amelia moans, her head thrown back against my shoulder as Beck teases her.

“You’re fucking soaked.” He lifts two fingers and shows us the evidence of her desire before offering his fingers to me. I suck them down, twirling my tongue over the digits and lapping up her addictive taste.

“Fuck, she tastes good.”

Beck pulls his fingers away and the storm raging in his eyes holds me captive. “Hold her.”

I grip Amelia tighter as he sinks to his knees and buries his head in her pussy like a man dying of thirst.

“Oh….God.”

Her hands move to his head and she rocks her hips as he fucks her with his tongue. I can feel every reaction in her body as he tortures her, his growl deep and dangerous as she grips his hair. Fuck this is hot, my dick is aching for release as I watch him bring her to the edge.

“How does it feel, wildcat, having his tongue in your pussy?”

“Gooood. Oh, God.”

Her body bucks and I can see him gripping her hips now as he devours her. Amelia’s body is tense, her legs shaking, her climax just there and then Beck lifts his head and stands, evidence of her need all over his chin.

“Noo. You can’t leave me like this.”

Amelia sounds anguished, pained.

“Oh I can, and I will.”

Beck leans in and grips my chin, kissing me long and deep, his tongue thrusting in and sharing her flavor with me. I groan at the tangy taste. When he pulls away he smirks and turns to Amelia, who’s watching with hunger in her eyes.

“Next time maybe you’ll listen.”

“I hate you.”

Beck takes her hand and pulls her into his arms and I let her go. Amelia pouts when he lifts her chin with his finger.

“No, you don’t. You love me and I love you.”

Her pout lessons. “Fine but I dislike you intensely right now.”

“I can live with that, Tink.”

He lets her go and pushes her toward the door with a smack to her ass. “Let’s go eat before I tell you all about the piano I bought and how Xander has the voice of an angel.”

I see intrigue in her eyes as we walk into the kitchen. The biting grip of lust is still riding me from that performance, and I know they’ll be feeling it too, especially Amelia, but delayed gratification is the best kind.

Over dinner, Beck tells her about our impromptu duet and she tells us about her paper. I would love to say I understand it but science, especially physics, isn’t my thing. Beck talks with her and it’s clear he has a good understanding of the topic, not that I would expect anything less. The man blows my mind with how clever he is and how much he knows.

“Xander, did you hear back from Len about any scripts?”

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