“Someone’s being selfish.” Leon’s slight singsong broke through the spell winding around Amy, and she glanced over her shoulder to see him looking around the room. “How am I supposed to be able to get my share if she’s going to ride you like that? My damn leg is in the way.”
It was. He had it stretched out in front of him, in order to take the weight off his ankle. He was really too far away to do anything but touch like he had been, and somehow, Amy suspected that wasn’t nearly enough for the man.
“Lay back on the table,” Leon ordered. “Let her ride you that way. Then I can get a taste of both of you.”
“Before you ask,” Kenneth said, stepping back until his ass met the edge of the table, “he is always this bossy. I think he’s been in too much pain the past few days to really show that
