“Rip the panties off,” I ordered, my breath ragged.
Nik looked at me as if he didn’t want to obey. But I wasn’t having it. “Rip them off. I can make more.” I lifted my hips, rubbing the wet scrap of fabric that covered my c**t and p***y over the hard length of him.
That was all it took. With a growl and a sharp snap, they were gone. But I still wasn’t exactly where I wanted to be.
Slowly, deliberately, I removed Nik’s hand from my hair and placed it back on the chair. His other hand had not left my ass once my undies were gone, so I wrapped my fingers around his and moved that hand to the chair as well.
His chest heaved, but he watched me. Waiting.
Looking up at Sam, I removed my hand from his body and rose onto my knees. Glancing from one to the other, I had to make sure they were go
