Page 259 of Depraved Boys

Sebastian turned into the highway that led to the mountains. “Someone as vindictive as Ashley will want to bring down all guilty parties. I’ll bet she spent her time as a maid gathering facts about everyone, including whoever really killed Corrine.”

Leopold threaded his fingers through my hair. “This calls for a celebratory kiss.”

I huffed out a laugh. “Why?”

“We know the identity of the first intruder, who won’t return because he’s gone to Portugal to help that DJ spend Ashley’s money. Ashley has been arrested for assaulting you and for murdering Wilmington and Riley, and we have Claymore under our control.”

“True,” said Sebastian. “I’ll bet Ashley will tell the police what happened with Mr. Byrd.”

Triumph surged through my insides. If she repeated what she had told me about being imprisoned in the man’s bedroom, no amount of legal trickery would save him from getting locked up.

“When you put it like that…” I tilted my head and pressed a kiss on his soft lips.

“Very nice.” He swept the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip in a gesture that made my nipples tingle. “But I was expecting more.”

“Like this?” One of my hands snaked around the back of Leopold’s neck, bringing him down for another kiss.

His lips slid over mine in a series of toe-curling caresses that set every nerve ending alight. I moaned, and his tongue slipped between my lips, deepening the kiss. I ran my hands over his chest and bicep, enjoying the way his muscles twitched under my palms. Leopold was right. Getting Ashley arrested was a cause for celebration. It would be the catalyst to defeating many of our enemies and hopefully to freeing Prakash.

Leopold’s kisses made my head spin, and I broke away to catch my breath. He licked and kissed and sucked a path along my jawline and down the sensitive skin of my neck that made me squirm in my seat and squeeze my thighs together.

“You taste so good,” he murmured.

His hot breath made my skin tingle, and my response morphed from words to a breathless moan.

With the deftest of movements, Leopold unzipped the back of my dress and unhooked my bra. He pulled down the straps of both, revealing the tops of my breasts.

“I never, ever get tired of looking at you, Wills,” he muttered into my cleavage.

Each kiss he pressed on my quivering flesh sent sparks of arousal straight to my core. Leopold took his time in pulling down the fabric of my dress, and he placed kisses on each bit of exposed flesh. By the time he uncovered my nipples, they ached so much, I groaned.

Sebastian moaned. “This is so unfair.”

“Find a layby and join the fun, old boy,” Leopold said as he enclosed my nipple in his hot mouth.

A brief, electronic hum to our left and right told me that Sebastian was winding down the windows. The sounds of rushing vehicles filled the jeep, as did the scent of meadows from each side of the highway. Leopold’s large hand glided under the skirt of my dress and rested on my bare thigh.

Anticipation shivered up my back. Apart from that first time in the front seat of the jeep, I’d never made out with anyone in a car.

Cupping Leopold’s hardening crotch, I whispered into his ear, “Give me the big dipper in all its celestial glory.”

He groaned and unbuckled his belt, making sure to pop the button of his pants. Lifting his hips off the leather seat, he reached into his back pocket and set his phone aside. “Don’t awaken the great bear unless you’re prepared to feed it.”

Sebastian snickered. Probably because that was another name for the constellation Leopold used to refer to his erection.

Licking my lips, I unzipped the fly of his pants and ran my fingers along his hot, cotton-covered length. “Actually, I was thinking of introducing your bear to my honeypot.”

Leopold froze. “Really?”

“In the back of the jeep?” Sebastian blurted. “I can get you a room at the club—”

“Here is fine.” I pulled down Leopold’s briefs and freed a long, thick erection with an angry head. “Do you have a con—”

The tearing of a foil wrapper was my answer. A second later, Leopold presented me with a condom. He held the teat as I rolled the latex over his straining erection.

Leopold raised his hips and shoved his pants and boxers further down his legs. Holding himself at the base, he said, “Hop aboard for a hard and bumpy ride.”

“At this rate, you two will get me arrested for driving without due care and attention,” Sebastian muttered.