Page 128 of My Brother's Teammates

Teo cocks his head, his eyes flicking to Roman. “She doesn’t think we can make her come for us, and get showered and out the door, in thirty-nine minutes, Ro.” He clicks his tongue. “We should show her what she gets for underestimating us.”

My pussy’s already wet, aching for Roman to slip his hand under the fabric, but I hold out a hand when his fingers move again. “Fine, prove it, but you can’t rip my panties this time. I already have a huge pile of ripped lace in my room.”

They both throw their heads back and groan.

“Can’t you just...?” Mateo waves a hand, doing another one-handed push-up. “You know, make some more?”

“I spend my days hand-sewing expensive, custom-made underwear, Mateo. You think I want to spend my weekends making myself new underwear because my boyfriends have the patience of a dog when the food bowl is placed in front of them?”

Roman chuckles. “Maybe you just need to train us with treats. You know, wait, wait, wait...” His fingers skim the edges of the delicate lace covering my smooth pussy. “Waaaaaait.” He’s instructing himself, but I arch my back, because there isn’t a single part of my body that wants him to wait.

“Okay, fine. Scouts honor.” Mateo throws me a salute before tucking his hand on his lower back. I guess one-handed push-ups are now his thing, at least for this set. “We won’t tear your underwear.”

Roman’s fingers stop moving. “At least not this pair.”

I roll my eyes before lifting my hips. The warning look I give him makes him cross his fingers over his heart before he eases my undies over my hips. He glides the lace panties down my legs before smirking and tossing them at Mateo’s face.

Teo snaps his teeth at the underwear but he misses, and it plops on the ground in front of him. On his next push-up, he buries his nose into the fabric, inhaling extra dramatically.

“Fuck, Red, your pussy smells so fucking sweet.”

My nipples tighten, and Roman nudges my legs further apart, sweeping his fingers through my slit before putting one in his mouth and sucking. “Tastes it, too.”

He repeats, this time putting his glistening finger in front of my mouth.

“Suck.” Mateo does another push up.

Oh, fuck. I take Roman’s finger into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the digit and moan.

“Tell him how good you taste, pretty girl,” Roman demands as he buries his fingers back into my soaking wet pussy.

I arch my back, rolling my hips to meet his hand, my answering moan dying on my lips as Roman curls his fingers deep inside me.

“Go on. Tell him,” he repeats, working his fingers inside me.

“I—Fuck. Fuck.” I grip his arm, holding him in place. The way he brushes his fingers against my G-spot makes a shiver dance down my spine. “G-g-good. I taste so fucking good.”

Roman snorts, his thumb tracing circles on my clit, sparks of pleasure skating over my skin as I moan again. “Good. She doesn’t taste good Mateo, she’s fucking delicious.”

My body trembles and my head falls back with a groan as Roman’s hands work me closer and closer to the edge. It’s not enough though, I need more.

Fuck.

My hips move on their own accord and Roman’s fingers thrust into me at a quickened pace. His thumb presses down on my clit, and I swear I see stars.

The front door swings open, and a sweaty, red-faced Jace bursts in, looking around the living room. “Honey, I’m h?—”

As soon as my eyes meet his, a scream rips from my body as my climax hits full force, my body shaking, muscles tensing. My fingers dig into the fabric of the couch as I’m hit by wave after wave of pleasure.

“Fuck.” Jace sounds far away, and there’s a loud bang like the door’s been slammed shut.

My orgasm doesn’t wane, it doesn’t have time. Roman is ruthless, and he doesn’t let up. Instead, he pushes me harder, one hand working my pussy while the other snakes up my shirt to pinch my nipples.

Eyes scrunched shut, I bite down on my bottom lip, my body convulsing and twitching as I charge head-first into another wave of bliss.

It feels so good.

“You’re a sight for sore fucking eyes, Charlotte.” Jace’s voice is tense, and when my eyes flutter open, his sweats are pulled down to his thighs and he’s stroking his dick.

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