A rush of jealousy fills me and it takes me a moment to realize it's not my own but coming from the twins.
"I don't care if they had faced or not," Ezra grunts, and I turn to look at him. "You're ours." He squeezes my ass and I think about bending over and asking him to spank me.
"Make it stop." Erik's hand goes to the front of his jeans and I watch as he pushes his palm down on his very evident hard-on.
"Try having her in your lap while she's doing it." Ezra lets out a small moan.
"I'm sorry," I say, but am I? I'm just as turned on as they are. "It's hard to stop thinking about something when someone tells you not to."
"Oh, it's hard alright," Erik mutters as he opens his car door and I realize that we're here. My door opens and he helps me out as Ezra comes right up behind me. They both give me barely any space to move and I love it.
