Page 33 of Awakening
As I sipped, the bold, rich wine coated my tongue, warm and decadent like the chemistry already humming between us. My gaze lingered on Knox's lips, on the way he swirled the wine in his glass with an almost hypnotic rhythm.
“Ajaih,” Knox said, pulling my thoughts of how his lips would feel eating my pussy, “You're even more beautiful in person. Mav was right.”
“You're not too hard on the eyes yourself,” I replied with a playful smile, emboldened by the wine and the thick tension curling in the air.
Maverick's fingers grazed my thigh beneath the table, his voice a low murmur in my ear, “I love watching you two dance like this.”
Knox leaned in slightly, his voice lowering to a delicious growl, “And we haven't even started dancing yet.”
As I slide my hand to Maverick’s lap, where I easily discovered the evidence of his arousal, I was met by another hand seemingly on the same mission, Knox’s. Together, our hands moved up and down the length of Maverick’s erection as his eyes closed and his head dropped back in pleasure.
“Just like that, mmmmm,” he moaned, relishing in the pleasure we were giving him.
The air thickened, charged, and heavy with anticipation. The unspoken promises simmered just beneath the surface, electric and palpable. Maverick’s hand traced a slow path up my thigh, his thumb pressing lightly at the inside of my knee.
“Careful,” I whispered, my breathing quickening along with my heart rate, ”You're both going to have me unraveling right here.”
Knox's gaze darkened with heat. “That's the plan.”
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting everything in shades of crimson and gold. Nightfall was just within the day’s grasp, but for us, the night was just beginning.
“If we don’t stop now, we won’t make it to our dinnerreservations, and while I can’t think of a better dinner and dessert than what’s sitting in front of me, I think we’ll love what I have planned this evening, so let me show you to our room where y’all can get showered and changed,” He commanded.
I opted to shower alone because if I didn’t, I was sure I would have my back pressed against the wall, taking every inch Maverick had to give me. I closed my eyes as I massaged my favorite shower oil into my skin. I was in a state of hyper arousal and would do nearly anything for release, for relief. My fingers trailed their way down my body, landing just at my swollen clitoris as I heard footsteps enter the bathroom, though I didn’t bother to open my eyes to see whose they were. As the shower door opened, I felt the cool air hitting my body.
“You feel that, baby?” Maverick’s silken voice caressing my ear as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me flush against his bare chest, “The way this place hums with anticipation?”
“I do, it’s intoxicating, inviting,” I whispered, feeling his lips brush the shell of my ear.
“You're intoxicating,” Knox added, stepping into the huge shower as the warm water continued to massage me where Maverick didn’t. Knox’s hand trailed lightly along my jaw, igniting a fresh wave of shivers, as it moved softly, sensually down my neck, grabbing it and applying just the right amount of pressure.
“Look at me, Beautiful,” Knox demanded, my eyes opening slowly to find his gaze locked on mine, dark and molten with want, while Maverick's hand slid lower, fingers teasing my lower lips as he kissed the nape of my neck.
“Do you trust us?” Maverick asked against my skin.
“Yesssss,” I breathed.
Knox's fingers gently massaged my throat where he was gripping it, his lips hovering a mere breath away. “Then let us worship you.” his free hand gently circled my nipple.
My knees nearly buckled as their touches closed in. Maverick parted my pussy lips as he began to rub slow, torturous circles around my clit, causing my body to jerk.
“Ahhhhhh, please, pleaseeeee,” I begged, the need for a release sending me into a state of delirium. Knox watched me in the chokehold of pleasure, his eyes devouring every inch of me.
Their hands were everywhere, Maverick's familiar, worshipping touch grounding me; Knox's exploratory touch, adoring, as if learning my body for the first time was his highest honor.
My breathing was quick and shallow as I watched Knox lower to his knees, his hands gliding down my body until they met my thighs, his mouth leaving a trail of kisses along the way.
“You're scent is driving me insane,” Knox mumbled against my pussy, “I need to taste you. Can I, baby?” he asked, knowing the answer, but also keeping my comfort and consent at the forefront of this new normal.
I nodded my approval, but that wasn’t enough. “Use your words, Princess,” Maverick scolded, lightly slapping my ass.
“Yesssss,” I cried out, my orgasm nearing as my body and mind now lived in a state of perpetual arousal.
"Ours," Maverick whispered possessively, his voice rough with need, as Knox’s lips wrapped around my clit sucking it slow and nasty.
“I—I’m going to cummmmm,” I moaned as I watched Knox eat my pussy on his knees as if he lived to serve me.
The island was alive with our symphony of gasps and moans, under Santorini’s watchful moon, I surrendered completely to the exquisite pleasure of being desired, worshiped, and becoming utterly undone.
