There’s no hiding what is going on. Mine and Leo’s hands are under the blanket, moving, and Les’ face is flushed, her body starting to bow.
“What are you doing?” Dex asks hoarsely, even though he knows what we are doing.
“I’ll give you one guess,” I tell him, working harder on her c**t. “Get it right, and I’ll move this blanket.” His eyes snap to mine, and I raise my brow. “You want the blanket moved?”
“You want him to see what we’re doing, baby?” Leo asks in that sexy voice that drops an octave when he’s turned on.
“Yes,” she breathes.
I look back at Dex. “What’s the call?” This is his chance to beat a hasty retreat or man up.
“You’re playing with her p***y,” Dex answers, gripping the arms of the chair.
Leo jerks the blanket off with his free hand, and Dex has the perfect view of u
