Page 37 of Bratva Jewels Box Set
“Two hot men loving each other, what’s not to like?” She moves nervously on her feet as if remembering our lovemaking is giving her an ache.
“What did you see, Zoe?” Mateo asks, approaching me. “Did you see one of us on our knees?” Mateo’s eyes tell me what he wants me to do.
My heart thumps uncontrollably in my chest as I drop to my knees in front of him.
“Did you see one of us take the other’s cock in his mouth?” Mateo asks her.
I lean forward and take Mateo’s hard cock between my fingers as my mouth descends over his throbbing head.
“Yes,” Mateo groans as I suck him deep down my throat. “Is this what you saw?”
There’s silence, and all I can hear in the room is my slurping as I hungrily suck Mateo.
“I need words, Zoe. I need you to tell me what you saw,” Mateo demands.
“Yes, yes, I saw that,” she mumbles.
“And what did you think when you saw that? Did you want to press your fingers inside of yourself? Was your pussy aching to be touched?”
I look up from my position on the floor and see Zoe squirming. She’s breathing deeply, her cheeks are flushed, and she is most definitely thinking about touching herself as she watches us and, fuck, that has my dick hard.
“Did you wish that you could have joined in with us?” Mateo asks.
Her eyes widen at that suggestion, but she’s unable to answer.
Mateo looks down at me wrapped around his cock, and I can see his devilish smile. He is planning something—something good. “Tomas, do you wish that she had joined in?”
I pull myself away from his dick to answer. “Yes. Yes, I think it would have been fun if she had joined us.”
I hear Zoe’s gasp at my confession.
“That’s exactly what I’ve been thinking too.” Mateo grins. “So, Zoe, the question is, do you want to join us now?”
The studio is dead silent at Mateo’s question. We are all frozen in time and this moment could go one of two ways, but it won’t be any of our decisions.
“Yes,” Zoe answers.
“Good girl,” Mateo says, then takes a couple of strides, grabs her face, and kisses her.
Fuck, it’s hot.
She holds on to him as he kisses the ever-loving shit out of her, sucking in her bottom lip, nibbling it.
“Tomas,” Mateo growls. “You need to taste her.”
As he steps away from her.
Zoe looks stunned and maybe a little lust-drunk from Mateo’s kisses. I know how she feels—he has the same effect on me. I slowly approach, those sapphire eyes watching me prowl toward her, and when I let my fingers run down her face, she gives me a shy smile.
“You are perfect, Zoe,” I say as I let my hand wrap around the base of her skull and pull her to me, inhaling her floral scent, which has mixed with Mateo’s citrus tones. My lips slowly take hers, not as wild and frenzied as Mateo, who has waited so long to taste her.
She opens her mouth and takes me in as her hands grab hold of my suit, pulling me to her.
One of my hands glides down over the silk of her robe while the other holds her steady. I hitch her leg over my hip and grind into her, letting her know I very much want this. She mews at the bulge pushing into her.
“I want you, Zoe,wewant you,” I whisper between kisses. “It has been a very long time since we have wanted a woman.”
Her kisses slow as my words sink in. “You’ve done this before,” she whispers.
