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“Yes,” I say in a trembling breath. I’m half out of my mind with need.

I know they can’t see––or hear us––but still, this is unbelievably risqué.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” the woman groans. I shift my focus to find her head lolled back, her husband tongue-fucking her ass with determination.

“You want my tongue that deep up your ass?” Levi asks.

“Yes,” I say. The way he stares at me inebriates my sex-drunk mind. “Up my ass. Up my pussy. It doesn’t matter, as long as you make me come,” I blurt out.

“Listen to you beg, little one.” His tone tells me he’s pleased. So does his wolfish grin.

He gets up and comes to stand in front of me, blocking the show of the bodies connected on the bed.

Confused eyes stare up at him.

He peels out of his suit jacket, undoes a few more buttons of his shirt, exposing his tattoo, and rolls the sleeves to the elbow.

He has something in mind. The question is, will I survive?

The love of my life, with mesmerizing blue eyes and a filthy mouth, which turns my insides into molten lava, lowers to the floor.

I’m filled with a mixture of anxiety and excitement.

“Spread your legs,” he orders.

Oh. My. God.

I don’t budge, unable to get my brain to function.

I blink, held immobile by the raunchiness of his command.

I was prepared to play the role of voyeur and I expected that afterwards things would get hot and heavy between us, but I’m unprepared for this.

He curls a hand under my chin, and tugs my head back to look up at him. “I said, spread your legs.” Every word is measured.

I exhale a stuttering breath and obey.

“Scoot to the edge of your seat so it’s more comfortable.”

I do as I’m told.

“Good girl.” His head dips down, sealing his lips over mine. The kiss is too brief, but I don’t complain. He parts my dress until it falls completely open.

My gaze moves to the couple lost in their kinky passion.

With his eyes locked onto mine, Levi pulls a breast into his mouth.

I bite down on my lower lip and strangle back a cry of pleasure when his teeth close around my nipple right on the edge of pain.

Fuck.

My pussy is shamefully wet.

Seriously, it’s a river down there.

The taboo element of the experience is unbelievably arousing.

The mouth working my breast is sinful, but my body demands satisfaction lower. My hands ache to force him down my body. I might have to pay for my effrontery, but so be it. I tangle my fingers in his silky brown hair.

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