A delightful shiver runs across my skin as Tyson's fingers brush over my slit. He glides his finger between my wet folds making me moan at his teasing. My hips buck against his hand and Ace suddenly grips my hip holding me still but I grip his hand moving it back to my breast.

“Lucy!” Ace growls when I roll my hips against Tyson’s hand and I realize I made Tyson’s hand brush up against Ace.

Tyson's hand jerks away when he accidentally touches his brother and I grind my hips against Ace's erection wanting the friction back. Tyson's hand goes to my neck as he squeezes my throat, turning...