Outside, the city lights were turning night into day and Aidas put his hands to the buttons on Lacey's blouse, flicking each one undone in turn.
Hunt continued to devour her mouth and neck and she wondered vaguely if someone could see them through the window.
“You’re so beautiful, Lacey,” Aidas said.
He pulled Hunt off and kissed her.
His tongue thrust in and out, round and round. His hands tugged at her blouse, pulling it free of the waistband of her skirt. It fell completely open, exposing her chest and stomach to him. He ran a finger along the space between her ribs.
He stuck his tongue into her mouth harder and moved his hand to squeeze her nipple through her bra.
Her chest exploded beneath him and she milli-seconds from collapsing back on the kitchen table.
Oh the torture!
The sheer delicious agony! Lacey thought.
Aidas shifted, pulling her back and before she knew it, she's reached around and flicked the clasp of her bra undone.
He slid her blouse and bra off her shoulders and tossed them to the floor beside his desk. His hands were massaging her breasts, tweaking her nipples and he was smiling lustfully.
“So beautiful,” he whispered, as he lowered his face.
Aidas licked one breast, Hunt the other. They sucked hard, then harder and surges of pleasure raced through Lacey.
They nipped at her skin and she whimpered, arching herself towards then, wanting them to do it again.
Hunt looked up at her, her nipple still in his mouth.
“You like that?” he murmured.
"Hnmmmmm."
Lacey could hardly speak.
Hunt sucked again. His hand slid around the mound of her breast.
His tongue flicked back and forth as Aidas's lips trail down her torso until he reached the waistband of her skirt. His tongue played in and out around her navel. She threw back her head, she couldn’t take much more and they had not even touched her below the waist.
Hunt played at the edge of her panties. He pulled at the elastic and lets it snap against her skin.
“Very virginal,” he whispered.
“But totally unnecessary."
He rubbed the heel of his palm over her.
He bended his head and licked her through her underwear and she was wet, so wet.
Lacey was panting. He reached round her hips and pulled at her knickers.
She lifted her bottom and he slid them from her skin, eased them past her knees, pulled them off her ankles and threw them onto the pile of discarded clothing.
Lacey was breathing so fast, she thought she might be hyperventilating.
Eyes locked with hers, Hunt put his fingers on her.
He kissed her again as his fingers moved in tiny circles that made her want to faint with desire.
She didn’t move. If she moved she would come and she wanted to prolong the ecstasy for as long as she could.
She stared at him, watching him get excited as he played between her legs. She saw the small smile of satisfaction on his lips as he made her gasp with pleasure.
“Good?”
“The best.” she squirmed against his hand.
His smile grew broader and he moved two fingers, sliding them into me.
“I don’t think so,” he said.
“I think I can do better than that.”
God, she wanted him to. She, so, wanted him to.
As Aidas watched, Hunt thrust his fingers into her. He pulled them out slowly then repeated the process. Over and over.
She tried not to move. She watched their faces and enjoyed the look on it but she didn’t move.
“Is that the best you can do?” She teased.
“A challenge, is it?” Hunt’s mouth went to her breast and he sucked so hard she couldn't help but cry out, especially when Aidas had his lips on her other breast and his hand between her legs.
Fingers thrust harder but she had no idea who they belonged to.
They moved inside of her, wriggling to find the spot that would tip her over the edge.
Oh God, Hunt was right. That definitely wasn’t his best work.
Lick me,” she said, knowing that she begging but not caring. The fingers slid from inside me. Aidas grinned. God, he’s hot.
“I thought you’d never ask.”