Lost in Paradise (Paradise Club #2)(38)

“Good! Now, lay back, and let me show you just how much I have been dreaming about eating your exquisite pussy.” Alex chuckles, letting go of my hands and sliding down over my body, his lips leaving a trail of goosebumps as he travels further south until he pushes my legs wide apart. He doesn’t even give me time to feel self-conscious before his mouth is on me.

My back arches at the first swipe of his tongue along my slit. A moan I’ve been holding back all night escapes, and Alex chuckles against me which sends vibrations all through my body. Yes. Yes. Yes. He continues swirling his magical tongue across my clit as his fingers hold me open for him.

I’m so lost in the moment, I don’t hear the door open, nor the footsteps across the tiled floor, until the sound of cutlery falling pulls me from the moment. I sit up and gasp as I see Granger delivering my breakfast. Our eyes meet over Alex’s naked body, and Granger gives me a wide smile. He takes a moment to check the scene, and I’m not sure if I hate him watching what’s happening between Alex and me or not.

Alex must sense Granger’s presence and stops his magical tongue, then sits up on his knees. My eyes fall to Alex’s hard cock and the glistening tip which has me licking my lips.

“Good, breakfast is here, right on time. Hold on a sec,” Alex states to Granger. I thought he would be kicking off about him being in here while we are together, especially after knowing everything we have done together.

Instead, Alex has a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

What’s he up to?

“Do you trust me?” Alex turns back to me. His question catches me off-guard as I look between him and Granger. “I promise it will be fun,” he adds with a wink.

“I thought you didn’t want to share?” I whisper as my eyes fall back to where Granger is standing and where there’s a noticeable bulge in his pants.

“I’m not sharing. He’s not allowed to touch you. That doesn’t mean he can’t watch,” Alex whispers to me.

My eyes widen in surprise. He wants Granger to watch while he fucks me. Heat rushes through my body at the thought. Can I do that? Will that feel weird?

“We don’t have to do a thing. I’ll send your host away, and I can eat strawberries from your pussy in private,” Alex states.

Okay, that sounds … hot.

“I want you to put on a show for him while he touches himself over the memories of you as his hand strangles his dick wishing it was your cunt.” Alex and his dirty talk always catch me off-guard. I like that he can be sweet one moment and then the next he’s dirty talking like a pornstar.

“Okay,” I say.

Alex’s eyes widen ever so slightly at my agreement before he bends and kisses me gently again. “Let’s have some fun,” he states excitedly. “You’re going to have to ask your friend to watch, though. He’s your host, and you’re the only one who can tell him what to do,” Alex explains.

Well, shit! I can’t voice that request.

It was hard enough saying yes to Alex, let alone saying it out loud to Granger.

“You can do it, Ivy,” Alex reassures.

I bite my bottom lip as I sit up and pay attention to Granger, standing to attention as if waiting for me to tell him if he should stay or leave.

“What can I help you with, Miss Starr?” Granger asks.

My eyes flick to Alex’s, and he gives me a nod to continue.

I suck in a deep breath.

They’re just words, Ivy, say them.

“I would like you to stay, please,” I squeak out the words.

Granger raises a brow before giving me a bemused look. “And what else, Miss?” He knows how embarrassed I am about asking.

Goddammit! These two men will be the death of me.

“Stay and watch while Alex and I continue our morning.” The words come out in a rush, but I’m relieved now they’re out there.

“Good girl,” Alex whispers, which sends a shiver over my entire body.

“Am I allowed to touch myself while I watch?” Granger asks.

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Am I allowed to touch you while I watch?”

“No,” Alex answers for me, but Granger ignores his answer and looks at me.

“Not today,” I reply.

Granger nods and moves to a chair that’s positioned at the end of my bed, unzips himself, then takes a seat. His dick is hard as a rock and standing to attention, and subconsciously I lick my lips.

“You can enjoy him later when I’m not here, okay?” Alex chuckles before he rolls onto his back beside me. “Spread your legs and show Granger what he’s missing out on,” Alex commands.

I do as I am told and bend my knees and open my legs for Granger. His hand wraps around his girthy length, and a groan falls from his lips as his hand connects with his skin.

“Move closer, Ivy, don’t be shy,” Alex tells me.

So I shuffle down the bed a little more, feeling awfully exposed but also incredibly turned on, especially as I watch the fire light in Granger’s eyes the closer I get.

“Now open yourself for him, Ivy. Run your fingers through your wetness and show him how much you get off on him watching you. Remember, you’re a fucking goddess,” Alex tells me.

I turn my head to where Alex is resting against my pillows, his hand is wrapped around his dick, and those green eyes are on me. He doesn’t look upset at all over what I’m doing, so I close my eyes for a moment and slide my fingers between my wet folds.