Theodora’s POV
Mads’s fingers wove through the hair on my scalp, giving my hair a gentle tug, leading me down, further and further to where his legs were parted. He rarely liked to be underneath anyone, especially during sex. Mads was usually on top.
So watching him lay back, lust not even clouding the adoration in his eyes he felt for me. It wound me up like a tight spring. Javier’s body curled around mine, his hands on my hips, pressing me firmly against his thick cock.
I gasped, wiggling my hips impatiently.
His mouth left wet imprints down my spine, laving every inch of my skin with attention. I kissed Mads’s stomach, touching my tongue against little patches of ink. Wet kisses across his hipbones. I wanted to shower him with as much attention as I was getting.
My back bowed with pure delight when Javier pushed inside of me. Only a little at a time. Teasing me inch by inch. Withdrawing just to push further in. Ecstasy danced across my eyes. Little dots of pleasure.