Page 47 of Mark Us Little Bear
With his camera in my sister’s hands, an idea crosses my mind. I dive underwater, my eyes prowling as I creep toward him. Before he even gets a chance to protest I yank his legs as hard as I can and he dives into the water.
He pulls himself back up, splashing water on my face. “I’m going to get you for that.”
I wipe the water from my eyes. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” I sass, getting my groove back.
But before I get to celebrate, Ronnie pins me with his eyes and digs his fingers into my hip bone. “I never make empty promises Little Bear.” Our lips brush but he doesn’t withdraw almost like he is waiting for approval. Or for Bradley to join.
I need to distract myself now because when I look at him I see my reflection in his eyes, sprawled under his weight, letting him do whatever he pleases.
“Amber, I need to study with a friend for a test,” Kat announces, taking one last picture of Teddy. “I’ll be home for dinner and leave the camera inside.”
“Uh huh, Okay,” I reply, raising my voice as she skips inside the house. “Stay safe.”
Ronnie’s hands jerk me back to his front, “I’m not done with you.” I blink up at him through wet lashes when his devilish smirk crawls back. “When you start something be sure to finish it.”
He is so unpredictable. I’m a sucker for the soft side of his that is attuned to our needs and the dominant side that comes out to play when he chooses.
I inhale his spicy scent that coats my nostrils, needing more each second. My fingers brush against the white shirt sticking to his wet body, and tight muscles flex where I touch.
Large arms sliding down my stomach, resting on my lower belly, and a husky “Fuck” is huffed near my ear. Bringing his adorned hand to my throat, “You want me to press it harder?” Bradley’s brawny body flushes against my back.
These men are stealing all the air around me, claiming it as their own, and my words die in my throat like they were never there.
Ronnie’s drunken gaze is still locked on me, searching between my eyes and waiting for my next move. “What’s it going to be, Little Bear?” he fists my hair and tugs.
“Please press it harder,” I whimper as Bradley applies more pressure.
“Good Bear, so responsive.”
“So obedient,” Ronnie adds, breathing into my mouth.
Licking the shell of my ear, “We should reward her,” Bradley suggests in a low voice. “Give her a new experience.”
Ronnie releases my hair and swipes his thumb across my bottom lip slowly, cocking his head with each movement. “So soft and… succulent.”
“So kissable.” Another thought flies over my head.
My eyes follow him as he moves to my side and Bradley does the same. Standing on each side, their warmth still cloaks me even when the wind rakes goosebumps all over my skin.
“Are you okay with us kissing each other?” Ronnie’s ringed finger traces the slope of my nose and slips down my face.
“Yes,” I reply in a breathy voice.
“Fuck.” He growls in my ear. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Mmm,” I moan softly, needing them like I need air.
“I want to kiss you right now,” Ronnie makes a low growl again, his hand sliding where Bradley was a minute ago, kneading my throat passionately.
“Me too, but I also want to tease you.” Fingers glide down my belly, a wave of tingles drifting to my toes and back up. Bradley skims the waistband of my bikini inches away from my pounding clit. “Do you like to feel our hands over your body?”
“Absolutely.”
“So eager.”
“Yes, so fucking sexy,” Ronnie whispers, “Both of you.”
They drag their lips across my cheek, I tip my head back feeling lightheaded and my lids clench shut as I surrender to them.
