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This could be an opportunity to taste a different flavor for tonight. Maybe she’d be open to Jace and me, together. I can see it now: Those pretty red lips of hers around my cock while Jace rails her from behind.
This woman is a surprise. An unexpected gift in an overcrowded airport, and I want to unwrap her—in more ways than one.
I’ve been working on self-love for the past year, and it’s time I put all those self-help books and morning mirror mantras to good use. I am enough. I’m fucking hot and beautiful. Men love my softness, and so do I.
“Put your hands on my shoulders,” I tell her. “Yes, Sir.” Her tone is teasing, but my entire body thrums at her words. “Call me that again, Riley, and I may have Jace tie you to my bed all night so I can hear you call me Sir while I make you come till Christmas morning.”
“You’re so beautiful, Riley.” My name on his lips has me cursing quietly. “Especially with my handprints on your ass. I can’t wait to make you our little cock slut tonight.”
Jace places one of his thick fingers under her chin, giving her a sly grin that could drop panties within a mile radius. “You’re already a natural, baby. But please, call me Daddy.”
“You okay?” Jace asks, his hand threading through my sweaty hair. I crack open my eyes and stare into his lovely hazel ones. “I think I died. Did I?” “No Riley, you didn’t die.” He chuckles. “You squirted.”
“Eyes up,” Leo commands. I do as he says, my gaze connecting with two pairs of ravenous ones. “Crawl to us,” he adds, his voice steady.
