Page 19 of Only for Tonight
He sets a rhythm. Each thrust deliberate. Not as fast as Luca. But harder. Deeper. Each snap of his hips drives him into that spot that makes my vision blur.
“Look at you,” he says. And his voice—God, his voice drops into that register that does illegal things to me. Smooth as whiskey. “Taking me so beautifully. Every inch. Such a good girl for us.”
There it is again. Good girl. In that voice.
I clench around him involuntarily.
Luca’s beside us. Hand finding my breast. “She’s so fucking hot like this. Look at her face.”
“I’m looking,” Leo says. And I turn my head to see him. His hand is moving faster. Eyes locked on where James is disappearing inside me. “Fuck, I’m looking. Can’t look away.”
James increases his pace. Driving deeper. Each thrust pushes me higher up the bed until Luca has to brace me. Hands on my shoulders. Holding me in place.
“That’s it, love,” James says. “Take it. Take all of me.”
The intensity. The way he’s looking at me like I’m everything, it’s too much.
“I’m going to—” I start.
“I know,” he says. Voice strained but still in control. Still using that devastating tone. “I can feel you tensing around me. Feel how close you are. You’re going to come for me, aren’t you? Going to come all over my cock while Leo watches.”
“Yes,” I moan. “God, yes, I’m?—”
“Then come,” he commands. The voice that’s made thousands of women come with just audio alone. “Come for me. Now.”
I shatter. The orgasm ripping through me. Stealing my breath. I cry out his name. My body clenching around him.
“Fuck,” James groans. Rhythm faltering. “You’re going to—I can’t?—”
He buries himself deep one last time and comes with a deep groan.
When he pulls out, I’m trembling. Completely spent. Utterly satisfied.
James disposes of the condom. Settles beside me. Pulls me against his chest. His heart is racing. There’s a sheen of sweat on his skin.
“You were magnificent, love,” he murmurs against my hair. “Absolutely magnificent.”
Luca’s on my other side. Hand stroking my hip. “How are you feeling, beautiful?”
I take stock. My body is sore in the best way. Used. Thoroughly fucked. “Perfect. Completely perfect.”
From his chair, Leo makes a rough sound. I turn my head to look at him.
He’s still watching. Hand still moving on himself. His cock is hard and flushed. Pre-come leaking from the tip. His gaze is dark with want. Jaw tight with restraint.
“Next time, it’s my turn, sweetheart. But watching you take them...” his voice rough and strained. His hand moves faster. Eyes locked on mine. “Watching them fuck you, hearing you scream their names—fuck, you’re so beautiful when you come.”
The three of us watch as he chases his release. His hand moving with purpose. Eyes never leaving mine.
“Say my name,” he commands. Breathless. “Want to hear you say my fucking name.”
“Leo,” I breathe.
“Again.”
“Leo.”
He comes with a groan. Spilling over his hand. My name on his lips.
