FATAL TROUBLE (REVERSE HAREM)

Part 59 🔞

🎵Heaven and Back - Chase Atlantic🎵
(Cont.)

Jay now standing at the edge of the bed stepped forward with quiet authority, his movements confident yet unhurried, like he had been waiting for this moment with endless patience. His eyes, dark with unspoken need, locked onto yours as he reached for you.

Without a word, he slid his arms beneath yours, one beneath your shoulders and the other supporting your legs. His touch was strong yet gentle, as though he was cradling something precious. He lifted you effortlessly, your weight nothing to him, and sat down at the edge of the bed, pulling you onto his lap.

Your heart pounded, your hands instinctively moving to rest against his chest. His warmth enveloped you, the steady rhythm of his breath grounding you even as the tension in the room thickened.

You could feel the strength in his arms, the way they wrapped around you with a protective hunger, holding you securely as though he never wanted to let go.

"You feel perfect here," Jay murmured, his voice low and rough, sending a shiver through you. His hands moved slowly, one trailing up your back, fingers brushing over the nape of your neck, the other resting on your thigh, his thumb stroking your skin in a way that made your pulse quicken.

Before you could catch your breath, Sunghoon stood up to bring a glass of water. His presence was magnetic, his gaze smoldering with a barely restrained intensity that sent heat rushing through you. He walked towards you with slow, deliberate steps, his eyes locked onto yours like you were the only thing in the world worth looking at.

Jay tilted his head slightly, smirking at him when he watched the latter helping you drink it even though you were acting impatient for some reason.

"Somebody is being too nice today," he said, his tone teasing but edged with something deeper, like he had been expecting this all along.

Sunghoon didn't respond with words.

Instead, he knelt in front of you, his eyes never leaving yours as he reached out, his fingers brushing over your knee. His touch was tentative at first, as though testing your reaction, but the warmth of his palm against your skin soon became more confident, more deliberate.

"Even if I can't resist myself to have her right now but we shouldn't do this when she's totally in daze," he said, his voice a velvet whisper, thick with desire. His hand moved upward, sliding along the curve of your leg, while Jay tightened his hold slightly, as if to remind you were still his to protect.

Sunghoon leaned closer, his face inches from yours, his breath warm against your cheek. His hand joined the other boy's, both of them now caressing you in tandem, their touches contrasting yet perfectly in sync. Jay was soft, almost reverent, while Sunghoon was firmer, more possessive.

Together, their hands created a symphony of sensation that left you breathless.

"Why are you grinding yourself again?," Jay whispered into your ear, his voice dark and filled with promise. His lips brushed against your temple, sending a shiver down your spine. "Why are you so needy today?"

Your nails dig into his clothes as your body squirming for an uncontrollable urge to fuck yourself on them.

"And you are loving the moment, don't you?" Sunghoon added, his voice a low growl.

His hand slid to rest over yours, your fingers intertwining as he leaned even closer, his forehead almost touching yours.

"Are you close?" He whispered.

Jay held your waist to let you rub yourself on him and your desperation was being watched by all four of them as you replied, "yes, yes...please...Jay...please."