“Oh, my gosh,” she whimpered, her eyes sliding shut.
“Eventually. I’ll save the best for last.”
“Seth…” Heavenly moaned in protest, hips writhing.
She looked delectable. But as much as Beck wanted to dive face-first between her thighs, he loved tormenting her into a begging, desperate mess. “Good call, man.”
“No,” she entreated.
“Yes,” Beck insisted, his gaze locked on her taut nipples, straining toward the ceiling.
An evil idea bloomed in his brain.
He plucked up a pair of strawberries, pinched off the stems, then pried the cap off the chilled can of whipped cream and handed it to Seth. When the cold metal met his palm, the PI’s eyes widened.
“Oh, this is going to be fun.”
“It is.” Beck softly chuckled.
Holding the can over her breast, Seth laid his finger against the nozzle and arched a brow at Heavenly. “This might be a little chilly, angel.”
As the white fluffy cream sputtered from the tip, Heavenly gasped, then screeched, her back arching. “Chilly? That’s freez—”
Seth stole whatever she meant to say when he covered her breast with his mouth and sucked deep. Heavenly let out a needy mewl that made Beck’s blood jet thick and scalding hot through his veins.
“That’s so fucking hot,” Beck groaned. “But you forgot something, man.”
When he held up a strawberry, Seth released her nipple with an audible pop and smiled. “You’re right. But I’m going to need more cream with this.” The PI plucked the berry from his grip. “You should join me. Nipples and cream are mighty tasty.”
“I think I will.” Beck smirked.
She shivered. “But…but that stuff is cold.”
“But you liked the way I warmed it up.” Seth arched a brow, daring her to refute him.
She didn’t, merely bit her lip and whimpered.
“Spread those pretty thighs wider, little girl,” Beck drawled as he glided his hand down her torso.
Obediently, she did. He skated his palm straight to her pussy. Seth seemed to have the same idea since their hands collided between her legs. Her wet heat had both men groaning. Together, they toyed with her.
Heavenly gasped. “You’re evil.”
“Oh, you haven’t seen evil yet,” Beck warned with a predatory grin.
Seth shook the can again, a fiendish smile tugging at his lips as he quirked a brow at Beck. “Ready?”
“Hell, yeah.”
Heavenly held her breath as Seth pressed the nozzle, depositing a cold dollop of cream over both nipples. When she arched up and gaped in shocked pleasure, he drove his fingers into her slick pussy. In the same moment, Beck settled his thumb over her clit and slowly stroked. Instantly, her quiet gave way to squeals, shuddering moans, and broken pleas as she rocked to the rhythm of their busy hands. He and Seth watched her together, sharing a triumphant grin.
Heavenly’s rising pleasure pinged through his system. Even his hand shook as he swiped a strawberry and nestled it in the heap of whipped cream covering her nipple. Seth did the same. With his other hand still between her legs, Beck continued driving her higher, working her until she gasped. After another shared glance, he and Seth nodded. Then, together, they leaned over her restless body and sucked her berry-and-cream-topped peaks deep into their mouths.
The tart fruit, sugary cream, and warm flesh blended to explode over Beck’s taste buds. He mashed the plump berry and Heavenly’s hardened nipple to the roof of his mouth and pulled harder.
Her cries of bliss made his cock throb.
Beck licked away the last of the cream as he reached blindly for the champagne. Tilting the bottle, he drenched Heavenly’s distended nipple in a slow stream of chilled bubbly. Agonized pleasure twisted her face. As he lapped the liquid from her flesh, she sank her nails into his scalp, her begging a litany in his ears. Then he passed the bottle to Seth, who did the same to her other breast, wringing more broken wails from her.