Rory shook his head slowly, his eyes fastened on me. Reaching up, he brushed my hair back, tucked it behind my ear. That, followed by a gentle caress of his knuckles down my exposed cheek made my eyes fall closed. “Nope. We’ve been waiting too long. I definitely can’t wait any longer. And you got a taste of that p***y,” he grumbled, clearly mad that Cooper had licked my arousal from his fingers and Rory hadn’t.
Cavemen.
They moved in closer—I felt their body heat radiating off them—and I fought for air as their meaning struck. My eyes flew up and I was in a mild panic. “Here? You guys, we’re in an elevator. You can’t go down on me here.” I glanced at the brushed nickel walls. “We could be caught.”
“Just another taste,” Cooper murmured.
The rest of my protests flew out of my mind as his
