Page 134 of Owned (Office Intrigue Duet 8)
“Talon…”
“Tell me, Braelyn. Tell me what you want from me.”
Reaching down, I held his hand against me. “Touch me.”
“Where?”
“Everywhere.”
On his retreat, Talon added another finger, pushing both deep inside me, curling in that perfect way that—
“Oh, God, yes,” I moaned, my back bowing as he brushed against my G-spot.
“Louder, Braelyn,” he whispered. “I want Bram to hear you.”
Oh, God. That shouldn’t have been hot, but it was. The idea of Bram listening to me …
“Talon … please don’t stop,” I pleaded, my voice carrying through the room. “Oh, God. Don’t stop.”
I’d never considered myself a vocal lover, but with Talon, it couldn’t be helped.
“Tell me how good it feels, dirty girl,” he repeated, “and I’ll make you come with my fingers.”
Was it wrong that I liked him calling me that? Because I did.
“Good. So, so good.” I rocked my hips, fucking myself on his fingers. “Keep doing that. Yes.”
“Doing what?”
I knew what he was doing, knew he wanted me to lay it out so Bram was aware of what was going on beneath the sheet.
“Fucking me … with your fingers. Oh, God!” I inhaled sharply, moaned on the exhale, and rocked my hips, accepting his fingers deeper inside me. The louder I got, the faster he fingered me, until I was on the brink of implosion.
“Talon … please, please, please…” I was so close.
“Come for me,” he growled, nipping my ear once more.
The bite of pain was just what I needed to fly over that peak, free-falling into bliss as I came around his fingers.
I was still breathing heavily when Talon rolled to his back, pulling me with him. I turned so that I was facing him, propping my head on his shoulder and draping my knee over his thigh as I fought to catch my breath. The sheet was still covering us both, but Talon took care of that, shoving it down and revealing his thick, heavy erection. I watched, fascinated, as he palmed his cock, stroking slowly.
He was absolutely beautiful from his head to his toes. All that burnished copper skin, the hard planes and angles, ropy muscle outfitted on a long, lean frame. And his cock … I’d never really considered a cock to be an appealing appendage, but Talon’s was thick and long, the wide crest glistening with pre-cum. I wanted to take him in my mouth.
“I watched you the other night,” I admitted, not sure why I was telling him. “When you were out by the pool.”
“With Corvin?” he asked, pressing his lips to my forehead.
I hadn’t been sure which of the twins had been with him, but that certainly cleared it up. “Yes.”
“What were we doing?”
I smiled against his skin because I was onto his game. Talon liked details. Dirty details.
“You were sitting on the edge of the pool. Corvin was between your legs. I couldn’t see exactly because you were facing away from me. But I have a vivid imagination.”
“Did you wish you had a better view?”
“Yes.”
Peering up, I noticed Talon was looking at me.
“Bram, come here.”
My eyes jerked to where Bram was standing near the door. Or rather where he had been standing, because he was moving around to Talon’s side of the bed. His eyes were locked on Talon, watching as that big hand continued to stroke his thick cock.
Talon’s other arm was wrapped around me, and I inhaled sharply when his hand palmed my ass, bringing me closer.
“You can have a perfect view now,” Talon said, his words raspy and low as he turned his head toward me.
I nodded, although I wasn’t sure he was looking for my permission.
“Bram, take my cock in your mouth,” Talon instructed, his eyes never leaving my face. “But do not make me come.”
Flipping my attention to Bram, I watched as the most beguiling green eyes sparked with heat.
Bram leaned over, his lips hovering over Talon’s cock as Talon stilled his hand, holding his rigid shaft firmly. Bram’s lips parted, wrapping around the bulbous head, lowering as he drew him into his mouth. It was such a sensual move, as though Bram had been waiting for the invitation and relished every second he had with Talon. I knew how he felt, because my mouth actually watered at the thought of taking Talon between my lips, dragging my tongue over all that steely flesh.
Even if I’d wanted to, I couldn’t look away. I was mesmerized, completely ensnared by watching Bram sucking Talon. I’d go so far as to say Bram worshipped Talon, very similar to the way the others had when I’d happened to stumble onto their encounters. The plane, the balcony…
Like the other times, both men were enjoying what Bram was doing. Talon’s abs constricted as he rolled his hips, pushing deeper inside that willing, eager mouth.
And it was turning me on. My body heated a few hundred degrees. It pretty much confirmed the fact that I was a voyeur.
