27 The Sex Orange

Faye's POV

My right hand went up to my chest and I grabbed one of my n.ipples.

The slight tingling made me even more addicted to the lust of the moment. It was as if I was in an unreal dream, in which I could be myself, unafraid to show Liam and Leander my most primal desires.

“Baby, you can't wait,” Leander said excitedly.

I waited for him, not knowing where to put my hands, not knowing what to say.

Liam said nothing and carried me in his arms.

“AH...” I whispered, grabbing his shoulder. He put me on the bed, half kneeling in front of the bed. His face was right in the middle of my open thigh, and I wondered if he'd noticed that the garden in the middle was uncomfortably wet.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down. “After all this time, are you satisfied with what you've seen, Faye?”

I said blankly: “Very satisfied.”

“Good. Now it's our turn to serve you,” Liam whispers, his voice tinged with l.ust.