70 Room Service

Faye's POV

Forty thousand nerve endings were just the beginning; there was more intimate contact to follow. But I didn’t want to know how many nerve endings were in one d.ick.

The result of being “fully experienced” was that every cell in my body was sore.

The night was as long as our sexual journey. We explored many new positions, each one making me blush. We also tried different locations— on the piano, by the window, in the kitchen…

Only when I could no longer stand did Liam and Leander carry me back to bed.

But lying in bed didn’t mean the end; it was just the start of a new round of s.ex…

I looked at the disheveled sheets and blankets, my mind felt bombarded as I finally understood how everything had transpired.

“Ding —”

The doorbell suddenly rang.

“Room service!” called a voice from outside.

I hadn’t called for room service. Puzzled, I thought maybe the Sheffield brothers did.