Page 56 of Sapphire

“Can’t imagine they would be having as much fun as we did in the limousine, are they?” I joke.

Mateo stills. “What happened in the limousine?” he questions, looking between Tomas and myself.

“She started off in that exact same position.” Tomas smirks as he unties his bow tie. He then shucks off his tuxedo jacket and places it over the edge of the other sofa along with his tie.

“Is that so, angel?” Mateo quirks a brow at me.

I bite my lip and nod.

“What else did she do, Tomas?”

“She told me all the things she likes us doing to her,” Tomas explains.

“And what’s that?”

“She likes it when someone watches while the other fucks her,” Tomas explains to Mateo.

“Is that so, my naughty little angel?”

I look between the men.

“Eyes on me, sweetheart. Is that what you like?” Mateo commands.

“Yes.”

“Tomas, do you mind unzipping our angel, please?”

Tomas must obey Mateo’s request as I feel Tomas’s hands on my back, unzipping the back of my dress. The cool night air hits my skin making me shiver. Which makes Mateo grin at my reaction. Once the zip reaches the end of the dress, Tomas bunches up the dress which has pooled around my hips, and pulls it off me. I’m wearing my black G-string and its matching bra.

“I like this,” Mateo states as he runs his finger along the edge of my bra, his knuckles rubbing against my lace-covered nipple, teasing me.

Next thing I know, hands are on my back unclasping my bra and the lacy material flutters to the floor.

“I like this better.” Mateo grins as he leans forward and captures my nipple into his mouth, sucking on it.

I throw my head back as my body lights on fire at his touch.

Mateo continues to lick and suck each of my breasts making sure each one is given the right amount of time with his lips.

Next thing I know, Mateo is picking me up and turning me around in his lap so that my back is to him, but I’m facing Tomas.

“Take her underwear off, my love,” Mateo directs Tomas.

“With pleasure,” he says, stepping toward me. Tomas reaches out and with the flick of his wrist and a tug of his hand, he strips my G-string clear off.

That’s hot.

Mateo opens my legs and spreads me wide in front of Tomas, who licks his lips in appreciation.

“Take a seat, Tomas. Zoe is about to put a show on for you,” Mateo commands huskily.

Tomas does as he’s told and takes a seat on the sofa opposite us. He kicks off his shiny black shoes and toes off his socks. He then unbuckles his belt and pulls it through, then slaps the leather beside him making it crack before letting the belt hit the floor. The sound echoes through the room making my skin light up as a shiver slides down my spine.

“Tomas has a way with a belt if you’re interested, angel,” Mateo whispers against my ear.

Seriously, could these two get any hotter?

Tomas continues his silent strip show as he rolls up the sleeves of his tuxedo shirt and unbuttons the top couple of buttons exposing his tanned skin. He then unzips his trousers and lets them fall open exposing the large bulge against the fabric of his underwear.

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