Lost in Paradise (Paradise Club #2)(28)

Steve was so angry when he found out I’d left, he had a meltdown on the phone multiple times, and then the next morning he sent me a video of him fucking my friend in our bed and blamed me for leaving him. That was the final straw, and I bailed to Olivia’s family’s estate up on the border of England and Scotland and started the new year working out what I wanted out of life. That’s when Olivia convinced me to go out on my own. I was working for Steve’s mother, Lucinda, who was a famous interior designer in London—I met Steve when I was working there. She was my first job outside of university, and I learned everything I knew from her. Of course, when she found out I had left her son, she called and abused me until I forwarded her the last couple of messages and the video of her son fucking my friend.

She ended up giving me a very nice severance, much more than I was entitled to. Hush money, some might say, to disappear out of their life for good. I used that money to start Starr Designs and to knock her off the top of the best designers list in London. Some might say karma took her time, but it finally came.

Camryn: Please go have fun. No more second guessing anything. Viva la cock.

My sister is insane, but she is right. Viva la cock or should that be viva la deux cock seeing as there are two? Who knows, either way, I am seizing them.





10





IVY





“We are ready for you, Miss Starr,” Granger tells me.

I suck in a deep breath and push my nerves deep down, trying to find my inner sex goddess.

“What would you like from us?”

“I want to be blindfolded so I don’t know who is who while you’re touching me,” I confess.

“I can arrange that. Anything off-limits?” he asks.

Um, hmm, I’m not sure.

“Some people’s limits are anal or no kissing or no spanking, etc.,” Granger explains to me.

Oh right, yes, I see, especially if I’m blindfolded.

“Not sure if I’m ready for anal yet, but could we maybe test it to see.” I’ve read books where the woman has taken two men at the same time, so I am damn curious over that, but I’m not sure.

“That’s fine, anything else?” he asks.

“I don’t mind mild spanking or being tied up. Nothing rough, though. I want to relax while having fun. Is that okay?” I ask, looking between these two Adonis.

“Of course, Kostas and I will go slow. I promise you … we will make all your fantasies come true.” Granger smirks. “Now get undressed, then lay on the massage table face up,” he tells me.

Kostas stands beside Granger, and his deep cocoa eyes heat up as I slowly untie the robe’s belt. I let the silky material fall to the floor as I watch Kostas’ reaction. Heat flares beneath those cocoa pools which fill me with excitement.

I jump on the massage table and lay down, feeling a little exposed, but then I see Granger standing over me with a wide smile on his face before he places the blindfold over my eyes. Instantly, my senses heighten as darkness surrounds me.

I hear the shuffling of feet, the squirt of oil against someone’s hands, and then the first touch. Hands land on my calf as they begin to massage up and down my leg, then another set of hands start on my shoulders and slowly move down over my breasts, then back again, all the while the person moving their hands along my legs inches closer and closer to the promised land with each stroke.

The oil contains lavender, so I take in a deep breath and feel my body instantly relax. The tension, stress, and worry begin to melt away as the two sets of hands begin to relax me even more.

Then the next thing I feel is lips wrapping around my nipple, the barest of teeth nipping the sensitive skin, and that new sensation has woken up my body. They continue to massage me as one is sucking on my nipples, while whoever is doing that, the person who’s concentrating on my legs begins to circle in closer to my pussy. They nudge my legs wider so their fingers can slide easily between my folds.

Okay, my body is electrified, a constant buzzing begins to hum all over me. Then a tongue slides between my folds, and I almost buck off the massage table. Oh, my goodness, yes!

They continue to massage up and down my legs while sucking on my clit. This is becoming dangerous now as they have taken it up a notch. Lips on my nipples and on my clit at the same time are sensory overload, and my body doesn’t know what to react to first.

Fingers slowly slide into me. They first tease me, preparing to see how wet I am, and a second follows soon after. Their fingers are thick, and I’m trying to remember how thick Granger’s were to see if it’s him or Kostas.

The mouth and hands on my breasts move away, and I feel their sudden loss as a small moan falls from my lips in protest. I hear the two men chuckle as I pout.

Someone fiddles with the headrest of the massage table and makes it tilt backward ever so gently. Then I feel something soft tap against my lips.

Is that a dick? As I’ve had that thought, whoever is between my legs goes to town on me, and I open my mouth wide on a groan. Then it’s filled with someone’s dick which slides all the way down my throat, but thanks to the angle, it doesn’t choke me too much.

Just as I’m getting used to the dick in my mouth, someone is back to teasing my breasts again, and honestly, my mind is a fog of hormones. I’m so turned on that I don’t care what these two men do to me as long as they don’t stop what they’re doing.