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“I want you to bounce on my cock and not let me come until you say so. Or sit on my fucking face and take what you want.”
“Yeah? You want me to put my finger up your ass? Or peg you?” It was risky asking that and possibly ruining the mood because I honestly didn’t know what he was into, but his fingers picked up the pace and his dick hardened against my leg.
“Fuck yeah, that sounds really hot.”
Fingers curled around my chin and Cruz tilted my head towards him, leaning down to kiss my lips. His hand wandered my chest and he pinched my nipples firmly but not painfully, building me up until I was squirming.
I tried to shut my legs to stop it but both of them held them apart, lights dancing in front of my eyes as I came.
Cruz kissed me through it as Drake’s fingers slowed, and Drake chuckled softly.
“You ready to go to the beach, baby?”
“I think we should stay here,” I mumbled into Cruz’s mouth as I threaded my fingers through his hair to keep him close, yelping as Drake pinched my clit.
“Beach first, you horny little minx. We’ll take a blanket to avoid getting sand in your pussy.”
He climbed out of bed with a very noticeable tent in his pants, and Cruz wrapped his arms around me, pulling me firmly against his chest so that he was spooning me while watching Drake.
“Maybe you could go to the beach and Penn can stay here in bed with me. That way you get the sand, and she gets my cock in her pussy.”
“Don’t even try to talk her out of it. We had plans, you pussy burglar.”
“You mean cat burglar?” Cruz asked dryly, and Drake scoffed.
“No, I meant pussy.”
I giggled at their banter, turning my head awkwardly to kiss Cruz’s chin.
“C’mon, he’s right. We made plans. I really do like the beach too.”
“Fine, but we’re skinny dipping,” he sighed as if it was such a chore but he cracked a grin as Drake grabbed one of the pillows and threw it at him.
“Now I’m starting to think you just want to see me naked.”
I took my time getting ready, making sure I wasn’t unsteady on my feet or anything.
My legs seemed a little weak but apart from that I was fine.
Cruz forced a large hoodie over my head and then Drake took my hand in his and we walked out of the bedroom, almost running into Knox.
He took one look at me and frowned. “Where the fuck are you guys going?”
“Out,” Drake answered without any other details, trying to walk past him, but Knox’s bulky frame blocked us.
“Stone doesn’t want her out wandering. In case you haven’t noticed, she’s being stalked and her body is dealing with shock. She should be in bed.”
“We’re going to the beach, Mom. Don’t panic,” Cruz huffed, and Knox’s eyes flashed with irritation as he looked at Drake.
“You’re taking her to the beach? To our spot?”
I knew that spot meant something to Knox.
“Our spot? It’s my fucking spot. I had to drag you every single time we went. I fucked her there already,” Drake said sharply, his hand tightening in mine. “Go away, you didn’t give a shit about sentimental things before so you can’t—”
Knox slammed him back against the wall and Cruz held me back from harm as Knox glared at Drake.
“Call it what you want but it’s our spot, and like I said, Stone doesn’t want her wandering around. Every time she does we end up calling in favors with the crews, or burying bodies.”
