I settled for giving them all a good licking and nibbling and put off the main event until they could regain their strength. I knew damned well they w...ere worn out from the unexpected work. Hell, I was tired myself and they'd done nearly everything.We all slept late the next morning since the sun was actually up by the time they started to get out of bed, and when they tried I wouldn't let them. I pulled the first two who tried to rise back into the furs and when they claimed they needed to. ’ He planted warm hands on my upper arms and dipped his head so that he was looking directly into my eyes. It was disconcerting enough to be faced by all that Italian chiselled-jaw perfection. The aromatic addition of fine wine evaporating from his warm chest left me weak at the knees. Literally. ‘It won’t be a problem, okay? All of my team speak English—very good English. And I will insist that they speak in English to you.’ ‘But—’ ‘Ah-a-a.’ Shaking his head, Marco waggled a finger at me. ‘No. Laurel’s concentration wavered as her eyes became hooded with delight at the taste of Sandy’s arousal, her garbled groans and tense thighs prompting a moan of Laurel’s own as she tasted her. She ran her tongue up and down Sandy’s cleft, lapping at her folds hungrily as she brought her hands up to grip tightly around both of her trembling thighs. Laurel’s gaze swept wantonly across Sandy’s face, taking in the sight of her blonde curls pressed against her sweat slicked skin, her eyes squeezed. There were times when I didn't want her peeking into my brain, cause of the things I thought about.Like her. I thought about her a lot. I wasn't allowed to date until I was seventeen, and having been that age for only a week, I hadn't been on any dates yet. But the girls I knew from school were, for the most part, pretty self absorbed. They liked to talk about themselves, and that kind of thing. Besides, they were always on a cell phone, so you couldn't even try to talk to them. So, in one.