Chapter Forty-Five
“You.” Bodach’s words were gravely as he pressed his lips against hers. His hand snaking to her thigh, giving it a sharp squeeze.
Lola gasped against his lips as she felt Puca trace his fingertips up her other thigh. She didn’t know if she wanted to clench her thighs together or open them further as they both dragged their fingers closer to her core with a teasing slowness. Bodach released her lips and she panted, drawing in a gasping breath. Puca’s other hand moved to her chin, guiding her lips to his as he kissed her.
His warm lips moving against hers as his tongue snaked out teasing against her bottom lip before his teeth nipped at the soft flesh. Lola moved her hands to grip both of their thighs, feeling the flex of muscles under her fingertips as Bodach’s han
