Page 103 of Depraved Boys

Before I could sweep my gaze down Sebastian’s body, Leopold took my hand and pulled me out of the dining chair.

The feel of his skin on mine sent a pleasant ripple of anticipation down my spine. Last time I was in this treehouse, the boys had sat at my sides and pleasured me to an explosive climax. That seemed like an eternity ago, especially considering the vast chunk of memory missing from my mind. After such a shitty and stressful week, I really needed the distraction.

I really needed Leopold. And Sebastian.

A strong arm wrapped around my back, enveloping me in Leopold’s fresh, masculine scent that always reminded me of a summer’s day at the beach.

“This way,” he said in a voice deep and resonant enough to awaken the butterflies in my stomach. “I’ll place you on the edge of the bed and get rid of those clothes.”

I swallowed hard. “All of them?”

Leopold guided me through the treehouse’s living area to the back, where the first of the living branches protruded through the wooden floor. It was as thick as a man’s thighs and twisted up to the ceiling, matching the other three that made up the four-poster bed.

When we reached our destination, he turned me around and sat me on a mattress that felt like sitting on clouds. I gazed up into his aquamarine eyes, which twinkled with the most intriguing mix of mischief and lust. Straight, golden hair framed his curving lips and high cheekbones, making me wonder what on earth I had done to attract the attention of this gorgeous creature.

I folded my arms across my chest and raised my brows in question.

Leopold knelt at my feet and placed his large hands on my knees. His body heat seeped through my pants and into my skin, sending a jolt of warmth between my legs.

“How will I do a thorough and professional job if I don’t take off your clothes?” he asked.

My mind conjured up the image of lying naked on my back as two fully-clothed boys stood over me with washcloths, and my throat dried. I parted my lips to speak, but Sebastian brought a pile of white, fluffy towels.

“Leo will cover you with these from neck to toe.

Picturing some svelte figure like Geraldine’s lying on this very bed, naked under her towels, I squeaked, “Have you done this before?”

Sebastian shrugged. “I wasn’t allowed to leave my bed for the first few days after driving the Porsche off the mountain. The nurses gave me at least one bed bath a day.”

“Oh.” I turned to Leopold, who slid his hands halfway up my thighs, presumably toward the waistband of my tracksuit bottoms. “Is that what you had planned?”

He ran his tongue along those full, kissable lips. “Absolutely, but with several happy endings.”

My nipples tightened, and I raised my hips off the bed and let him slide my pants down my thighs. A heavy thud-thud-thud reverberated through my chest, down my belly, and into my core.

After pulling off my sneakers and socks, Leopold removed my tracksuit bottoms and set them aside. He ran his hands up my ankle and around to my calves, giving the tight muscles a gentle squeeze.

Rapid, shallow breaths moved in and out of my lungs. Having the full attention of the two kings of Brittas Academy caused my core to flutter, and I squeezed my thighs together and squirmed, hoping they wouldn’t notice my arousal.

With a wolfish grin, Sebastian placed the towel over my lap. “Take off that top, and shuffle down the bed. We can peel off your other layers once I’ve covered you.”

“R-right.” I tried to keep the excited tremor out of my voice.

“Allow me.” Leopold unzipped my tracksuit top, revealing the sports bra I wore underneath. It was one of those thick-strapped, structural garments with a zip along its front.

A flush heated my cheeks and traveled down my neck. At a time like this, under the gaze of such gorgeous creatures, I’d wanted to wear something pretty.

His hand trailed over the neckline of my bra. Each touch of his fingertips on my bare flesh sent lightning bolts of sensation from my breasts to my core. “Do you know how much I’ve been looking forward to having you here, Wills?”

Swallowing hard, I shook my head.

“Since we stepped out of the treehouse and headed back to the academy,” Leopold replied. “I’m so relieved you’re unhurt and unblemished from the staged accident.”

Warmth filled my chest. There was more to Leopold than innuendoes, a hot body, and a devastatingly handsome face. With a smile, I scooted to the other end of the bed and rested my head on the pillows.

Sebastian spread another towel from my neck to the middle of my ribs, another around my belly, and then he straightened the towel over my hips. He added two more to cover my thighs and lower legs before stepping back to admire his handiwork.

All the muscles in my body relaxed, and I smiled up into his twinkling, green eyes. “What’s next?”