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Rose: I like the way his hands feel on my thighs. That I can’t get free easily.
“You have to tell me what you send him,” Lorenzo adds as he rests on his elbows, looking up at me from between my knees.
“I like your hands on my thighs.”
Nash: I want to suck and bite my way from one thigh to the other. I want to leave my mark on those legs, so every time you look down, you’ll think of me.
I take in a harsh breath as my legs start to shake.
“Read it to me,” Lorenzo says, and I nibble my lip.
“Suck and bi-bite my thighs. Leave a mark, so I think of you every time I look down,” I whisper, and Lorenzo curses.
“Tell me to stop if it becomes too much.”
The gentle kiss he places on my thigh has me relaxing, but when he parts his lips and bites before sucking gently, my head falls back.
“Fuck,” I moan. I lift the phone up with one hand, messaging Nash.
Rose: Fuck.
I repeat, not knowing what else to say.
Nash: I want to watch you rub your clit until you’re soaking your panties and begging me to fuck you with my mouth.
“Shit, Nash said…” I trail off, closing my eyes and fighting the embarrassment. “I need to touch myself until I’m wet and…” I can’t say the rest, showing Lorenzo the screen instead.
“Touch your clit, Rose,” Lorenzo demands, his voice firm and commanding.
“Show me,” I whisper. If I do this wrong with him watching…
“Give me your hand.”
I do as I’m told, and he flattens my hand on my belly and pushes it down until my fingers slip under the band of my underwear. The feather-light touch feels good, but when Lorenzo uses his big fingers to push against mine, moving them in circles, I arch.
“Fuck, when do I beg?” I ask, and Lorenzo smirks.
“Are you wet?” he asks, and I drop my fingers lower, feeling that I am. He must see it through my boy shorts.
“Yes, very.”
“Then beg.”
“Please, fuck me with your mouth, Ren. I need you,” I admit, loving this feeling, but I need something. Something more. The phone rings, and I answer, putting it on speaker. I can’t keep looking at the screen.
“She’s begging me. She needs to come. So wet,” Ren tells Nash, and I moan when he covers my fingers with his own once more and circles faster.
“Are you wearing a bra, Rose?” Nash asks, and I shake my head then answer because he can’t see me.
“No.”
“Lorenzo is going to show you how to tease yourself. It’ll make your orgasm that much better.”
“Okay,” I agree.
Lorenzo releases one thigh, sliding his large hand up my shirt until he’s cupping my breast, and then rolling a nipple between two fingers, pinching hard enough to sting.
“Did you know her nipples are pierced, Nash?” Ren asks.
