“What do you have in mind then?” I asked instead. “If you don’t have the money and can’t get it in seven days, what exactly is your plan here?”
I could almost see the drive of nails sealing in her fortitude when she opened her mouth. “What do you want?”
Those words again. She really had no idea what she was offering, but she’d started this. I was curious to see how she planned to end it.
“You know what we want,” Dav murmured, voice a husky whisper laced with steel.
The muscles of Mia’s throat bobbed once. Her gaze swept from him to me with her question already reflecting across their surface.
“You too?”
It was a game now, a bold challenge dangling like a carrot in front of my face. My brain couldn’t process what was happening. I wasn’t sure she understood what Dav was asking. If she did, she couldn’t possibly know what that implied. But she was watching me and her scent … fuck, her scent was everywhere, muddling my thoughts, coaxing me to submit.
“Yes.”
She drew in a breath. Her fingers folded together primly in her lap. She reminded me of someone at a job interview trying to think of a proper answer to a difficult question.
“Okay,” she whispered at long last.
Dav and I exchanged glances.
“Okay, what?” Dav prodded.
Her chin lifted. “Me. You can have me. All of me. Whenever you want, however you want. I’m yours.”
Dav sucked in a breath. Or, maybe, it was me. It was impossible to tell when blood was rushing through my skull, muffling all rational thought. I wasn’t even thinking when Dav captured that pert little chin of hers and forced her face to his.
“Don’t,” he warned her in a voice I’d never heard him use before. “You have no idea what you’re offering.”
Without breaking their tangled gaze, she reached for the fabric of her skirt. Her fingers dragged it up until the material was a white puddle in her lap.
“I’m wet,” she breathed. “I’m always wet, but it’s worse when you’re around. I can’t think straight. All I want is you to—”
Dav kissed her.
No.
It wasn’t a kiss.
He assaulted her mouth with an angry brutality I knew would bruise in the morning. He grabbed at her hair, eliciting a whimper from her when he tore the band free, unleashing a mane of dark curls around her shoulders. His fingers locked into the strands and yanked. Mia cried out, but didn’t stop him, not even when he bit on her lower lip hard enough to make me wince.
“Shut up!” he snarled. “Don’t say another word or so God help me, I’ll fuck you right here.”
Breath coming out in desperate pants, Mia blinked at him with eyes glossy with hunger. Her lips, wet, swollen and showing the first signs of Dav’s abuse parted, but she wisely said nothing. Instead, she did something worse.
Small fingers released their white knuckled grip on his forearm, the arm attached to the hand he had clutching her hair and drifted to the top button on her dress. My eyes widened with the first flick. I wasn’t breathing by the second. By the third, I was hard enough to explode.
Dav wasn’t moving. He’d dropped his attention from her mouth and watched as fabric parted over generous breasts, breasts unrestrained by any other material.
Lord help us both, but she was fully naked under that dress.
“I’m yours,” she rasped, the slight tremor in her voice, in her hands giving away just how nervous she actually was. “You can do whatever you want with me.”
“Mia,” Dav hissed, never once looking away from the firm, round mounds now bare before our eyes, the nipples hard, pink points begging for attention.
“I only have one request,” she choked out. “Be gentle … just this time. I’ve never done this before.”
That was enough to break the spell she had on us. Dav’s head snapped back and he stared at her.
“You’re a virgin?”
A pink flush worked up her chest and flooded into her cheeks. “For the moment. Is that a problem?”
Yes! I started to snap. It’s a big fucking problem. Neither one of us had ever had a virgin before and that was an intentional decision. Neither one of us knew what the hell to do with one. Even as teenagers, we kept a wide birth between us and those girls. They required things, gentleness and patience we didn’t know how to give.
But she’d gone through every button on her dress and it hung open like an invitation. Her tits, perfect, round globes sat high and proud on her chest above the smooth valley of her belly, the narrow slants of her waist and finally … she had her knees together, but I knew what would be between them — heaven.
My salvation.
She needed to put her clothes back on.
I willed Dav to sense my thoughts the way I knew he could, but he was as frozen as I was. Then his mouth opened and the dumbest, stupid decision I’d ever heard from the man came out, and I had never loved him more than I did at that moment.
“Open your legs.”
Mia showed her first sign of hesitation, but with a slowness that nearly drove me insane, she parted her knees. Twin lips peeked out from the junction, small, pink, perfect lips.
“Wider,” I heard myself breathe.
Her gaze flicked to me, but she did as I asked. She shifted down in her seat and widened her stance. It wasn’t enough, but it had opened a doorway and her scent billowed free. My mouth was salivating. My tongue ached to sweep through her folds. The insanity was unbearable.
“Come here.”
Dav adjusted his position, widening his own knees as his hand fought with the zipper of his jeans. Even I watched in fascination as he pulled his cock out, thick and already slick with precum. Mia’s eyes widened, but she rose obediently. Dav tugged the rest of her dress off and tossed it into her empty seat then motioned her over.
He positioned her with her back to his chest, her legs spread over both of his. She was trembling. I didn’t think it was from the cold, but she grasped the armrests and lowered herself down onto his lap.
But he didn’t let her take him in. She was placed with his dick cradled between her ass cheeks.
“Easy,” he murmured gently into her ear. “There’s a good girl.”
She reclined against his chest, saying nothing as his hands left her waist and traveled up to her breasts. She gave a little whine when he made contact. Her hips shifted, gliding down the length of Dav’s cock then back up. He grunted and rewarded her with the pinching of both nipples. The rosy tips were rolled between his fingers, and Mia gasped. Her hips bucked again.
“Hands on the armrest,” he ordered when her fingers edged towards her pussy. “Do not let go.”
Mia choked on a sound that could have been pleading, but she did as he told her. Her knuckles blistered white around the plastic, tightening further when Dav tugged on her nipples before rolling them again.
“Spread,” he said once she was thrashing against him with wild desperation. “Show Nero your little hole.”
I’d already been fixed on her pussy, already hypnotized by the little I could see with every grind of her hips on Dav’s erection, but I held my breath when she immediately pulled her knees to her chest and presented me with the most beautiful little slit I’d ever seen. Dav grabbed her under the knees and pulled her wider, exposing her without mercy.