Trapped by Them novel · Chapter 22 of 24

Chapter 22: My Door, My Rules

It was past two in the morning when I unlocked my own door.

Nobody had said where we were going, and nobody had needed to.

I shut the door behind them and turned the lock and leaned on it.

"This is my place," I said. "Mine. Tonight I decide everything."

Tobias smiled, slow and crooked.

Lachlan took off his coat and hung it on my hook.

"Tell us," he said.

"Bedroom. Now."

They followed me down the short hall to my bedroom.

It held a quilt, an old lamp and a window onto the fire escape.

I turned on the lamp and faced them.

"Undress," I said. "Both of you. I want to watch."

They did it without taking their eyes off me.

Lachlan folded his shirt over the chair, and Tobias dropped his on the floor.

When they were bare I stood there a moment with my mouth dry.

Two bodies, side by side.

One was broad and steady, and one was lean and flushed and shaking a little.

"Now me," I said. "Lachlan, you take my dress. Tobias, my shoes."

Tobias knelt and unbuckled my sandals.

He ran his palms up my calves, and I felt it all the way up.

Lachlan drew the zipper down my back, slowly, and kissed the nape of my neck as the dress fell.

I stood in the lamplight, bare, between them.

"On the bed," I said to Tobias. "On your back."

He lay down at once.

I climbed over him, my knees on either side of his hips.

I took his cock in my hand and sank down on it.

We both groaned.

He was hot and hard inside me, and his hands came to my waist.

"Don't move," I said. "Let me."

I rode him slowly at first, my palms flat on his chest, feeling him swell and throb.

"God, Larissa," he said. "Look at you."

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