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“Look at my two voyeurs. You’re hungry for it, aren’t you? Do you want more?”
“Fuck, Skye, please?” Brooks pleaded like the good boy he was.
I pulled my pants down farther so that my ass was exposed, both men hissing. Brooks wiggled.
I bent over slightly so I had a better angle and then reached behind me. Brooks moaned and Diego cursed when my finger, that was still wet with lube, breached my hole.
“Are you watching, Brooks?” I started to jerk myself again. I couldn’t quite manage the same rhythm with both hands, but it was close enough. “Do you like watching me finger myself while I stroke my cock?”
“Y-yes.”
“Are you hard?”
He shook his head. “That’s okay, baby. Your dick is so used to being locked in chastity, it doesn’t remember what it’s like to have an erection, does it?”
Brooks didn’t answer, but his hips jerked involuntarily before he seemed to remember himself. I fingered my ass a little deeper, moaning in pleasure as I found that spot. I began stroking my cock quicker and rougher, bringing myself to the precipice.
I stopped right before I went over that edge, squeezing myself hard to keep myself in check. Diego’s pants look a little tighter, but he didn’t seem in any hurry to relieve himself, his focus totally on me. Brooks’s hands were twitching.
Once I could breathe, I started again, only stopping when I couldn’t last another second. I didn’t plan on stopping anymore after this. I got enough torture from Maverick. I didn’t need to inflict it on myself. I met Brooks’s eyes.
“You’ve been so good, sunshine. Would you like a treat.”
He sucked his lip ring into his mouth, nodding so hard I was worried he’d hurt himself. “Yes, please, Skye. I’ve been so good.”
I removed my finger from my hole and knee-walked until I was next to Brooks. The angle was a little awkward because of the way he was propped, but I’d make it work. Diego must nothave been able to see clearly anymore because he moved so that he was at the foot of the bed and could watch us both head-on.
“Open up, sunshine.”
Brooks’s eyes fluttered shut and his mouth opened, tongue sticking out like he’d been trained.
I aimed the best I could, and about half a dozen strokes later, it hit me, my release landing hot and heavy on Brooks’s tongue, a little on his cheeks and chin.”
“Fucking hell,” Diego whispered, awed.
My eyes closed as I stroked myself through my orgasm until there was nothing left.
I finally stopped when it started to become uncomfortable. I collapsed on the pillow next to Brooks, who had swallowed my load and was watching me with half closed eyes and a small smile on his lips.
A wipe was shoved in my face. I grinned at Diego and took it from him. “Thanks, D. You take such good care of us.” He scowled at me without much heat and then took the other wipe to Brooks and helped him clean up.
Once I was done, Brooks reached his good arm out to me, fingers open. I took his hand. I allowed myself to drift. The bed shifted as Diego got off, but I knew he wouldn’t go far. We were all floating in that after-sex feeling, even if I was the only one who’d come. No words were spoken, which was unusual when Brooks and I were together, but none were needed right now.
At some point, Diego left, saying he needed to head to his office. Brooks was already back to sleep, so I gave him a lazy wave and told him to call me if he needed me. Then I turned into Brooks’s good side and fell asleep.
CHAPTER 25
DIEGO
“Fuck!”I slammed my fist against the desk, letting my frustration get to me. I had been working on trying to break this encryption for hours now and I kept hitting walls at every turn. If not for how important this was, I’d be kind of excited. I’d never come across someone who was as good as I was. The challenge would be fun under different circumstances.
“Wait, maybe I’ve got something here,” Ari muttered, mostly under his breath. “Hang on . . .”
It had hurt my pride some, but I’d called Ari two hours ago, when I’d realized I was getting nowhere and I really needed a fresh pair of eyes. It was hard for me to admit, but he was also good—not as good as me but still—and even though we hadn’t figured it out yet, his help had been huge.
I’d come across something that seemed suspicious enough to look into when I’d been hanging out after the . . . moment with Skye. That whole thing had left me wanting to stay close, so I had gone back to my spot on the beanbag while Skye and Brooks had dozed off. But then I’d found something that had my hackles rising, so I’d quickly left the room so I could utilize all my gear in my office.
The suspicion had panned out. Somehow, while Belding had been collecting evidence on everyone and everything, he had gotten information on where Crimson Rose’s electronic data was stored. He hadn’t known what to do with that, so it sat with all the rest of the evidence Tanner had been gathering, completely useless to him. But I knew exactly what it was, and it was better than gold to me. It was the key. And if I could break past all their firewalls and encryptions, I could get into their system. I could fucking find everything.
