“No more than I owe you for the same,” she whispered back.
“So sweet, our girl, isn’t she?” Xavier said in a low voice. “I wonder if she tastes that sweet. I think it’s time we found out.”
What was happening here? If anyone had asked her who the most dominant was of the two men, she would have said it was Brick. Yet, right now, there was no doubting that Xavier had taken control. That he was steering the helm. Maybe with a subtler touch than Brick. Her Brick tended to be full steam ahead, take-no-prisoners.
Xavier was quieter, sneakier, but filled with confidence. She liked seeing him like this. It was kind of similar to the confidence he exuded while working. He was calm and competent. But this was more.
As though he was in his element. A king in charge of his realm.
Xavier reached up to cup the side of her face. “What do you say about that, sweetheart? Do you want to feel Brick’s tongue on your pussy? Do you want him to lick you? To play with you? To flick that clit until you scream?”
“Yes,” she groaned.
That glint in Xavier’s eyes made her heart race. He wasn’t looking at her like she was fragile or broken. She was looking at her like he wanted to devour her.
And she wanted that.
She wanted it all. She could feel her clit throbbing, the moisture gathering between her legs.
He lowered his hand to the buttons of her pajama top then slowly undid them. One by one. While her heart raced and her body trembled. While Brick laid kisses on the small of her back then massaged her butt cheeks.
“Brick?” Xavier asked.
“Uh-huh.”
“If Juliet doesn’t answer a question, she gets punished.”
Xavier wasn’t her kind and careful best friend right now. He wasn’t even her indulgent, sweet Papa. He was the stern, commanding Dom.
Xavier spread the two halves of her top apart, revealing her breasts. “So beautiful.”
Brick reached around her to cup her small breasts. “Most perfect breasts I’ve ever touched.”
She smiled as Brick squeezed them lightly. Her nipples hardened against his palms and she groaned. Then Brick let go of her breasts and grabbing the top, drew it off her arms. Now she was sitting on Xavier’s lap in her bottoms only, with Brick behind her, running his fingers down her back. He moved his hands back to her breasts, but this time he toyed with her nipples, teasing them lightly.
With a moan, she leaned against the huge man behind her. He was almost as tall as her, even kneeling.
Brick nipped at her shoulder and neck as Xavier placed his hands on her thighs, just watching her.
“Have you dreamed about Brick eating you out, Juliet?” Xavier demanded.
She blushed bright red. She could feel her cheeks heating. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl for answering.”
Brick continued to play with her nipples, driving her insane. She started to rub herself against Xavier’s legs.
“Have you ever made yourself come?”
Oh Lord. She couldn’t answer, could she? Why did he have to ask her these things?
Brick stopped touching her and she let out a small whimper. “Don’t stop. Please.”
“He’ll start again when you answer the question,” Xavier told her.
What kind of cruel torture was that? She glared down at Xavier.
“Now, that’s not a very nice face to make at your Dom, sweetheart,” Xavier crooned. “Brick, could you help me out?”