Chapter 94 Beneath the Apron
Scar’s POV
“I suppose in the kitchen, with a chef’s hat, an apron, and a rolling pin.”
Milo and Jace exchanged a cautious look.
“What?”
“It is supposed to be sexy, babe,” Jace said.
“Oh, did I forget to mention there would be no top worn beneath the apron?”
“What!” they both shouted.
“Well, I will be covered by the apron; the idea will be implied. You will see. Brenna believes it is a genius idea. She has this red, barely–there bikini top that she is wearing. She mentioned she is going to hold the hose and be all wet, wearing her fire pants along with the bikini top. I think she will look very hot. I wonder what Dylan will choose to do?”
“Hanging from the firefighter’s
that for every single shoot.”
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I give a nod, attempting to visualize all of us featured in the calendar, My phone begins to ring and I release a heavy sigh.
“What is wrong?” Milo inquires.
“I do not wish to answer that.”
“Why?” Jace asks.
“Because it is some creep. I keep receiving calls from this unknown number, and the caller is either engaged in heavy breathing, crying, or using a deep voice to ask for me.”
Milo strides over to my phone and answers it on the eighth ring.
“Who is this?” he snaps. “I have no idea who you believe you are, but I strongly advise you to cease calling if you understand what is beneficial for you.”
He glances at the phone, performs an action, and then places it back down on the coffee table.
“What did the caller say?” Jace asks.
“The caller asked if I was Dylan. Then he stated I had better watch myself and disconnected the call. I‘ blocked the number.”
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“Why would the caller ask for Dylan?” I am profoundly confused.
“Beautiful, for what duration has this been occurring?”
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“Since Friday. Jace, do you recall when you seized my phone, when I told you I did not know who was
on the other line? That was the second call, I believe. But since that time, it has been happening
approximately every other hour.”
“Why did you not inform us?” Jace asks.
“Because I did not want you to worry. You both have an extremely demanding, stressful occupation.
You do not need the additional concern of someone prank–calling me. I am capable of managing it.”
“Scar, we are your boyfriends; we desire to be aware of matters such as this. We love you,” Jace says.
Milo approaches me, lifts me up, and sits down with me settled in his lap. Jace clears the table and
comes to sit beside us.
“You are exceptionally important to us. If an individual is harassing you, we want to be informed.”
“Perhaps it is Rowan? He has been harassing me. Perhaps this is another method of harassment.”
“We will have another discussion with him. I do not comprehend why he will not retreat. Has he made
physical contact with you?” Milo asks.
“No. But he has been encroaching upon my personal space. He remains just outside the boundary of
being inappropriate.”
“I believe it is time for a basketball game, Jace. You and I will form one team, and Dylan and Rowan
will form the other. We will brief Dylan on the situation.”
“I believe you are correct.”
“You wish to play basketball with him? What is the reason?”
“You will understand, Princess,” Jace says, leaning forward to kiss me. “Now, permit us to lavish you
with affection. Three days is simply too damn long.”
Milo removes my t–shirt and bra. He then lifts me and places me upon the dining table. He slips off my cotton shorts and underwear, leaving me completely exposed to both of them. They begin by
caressing my body with their hands. I lean back on my hands, granting them greater access to my
form.
Jace starts kissing me, and Milo takes my nipples into his mouth while his fingers skim along my inner thighs. He spreads my legs wide, and Jace assists me in lying back fully on the table. They reposition me so I am lying crosswise on the table, my legs dangling off one side and my head off the
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Milo attends to my pussy as though his life depends on it. He draws my lips into his mouth, licks my slit with long, languid strokes of his delicious tongue, and flicks his tongue against my clit. I moan, my mouth falling open as my head hangs off the table, my eyes closing in ecstasy. Then I feel the blunt head of Jace’s cock against my lips. I open my eyes, looking at him upside down. A wicked grin plays upon his lips. I snake my tongue out and glide it along his shaft. He inhales sharply.
Milo plunges his tongue into me, and my climax hits me hard; I scream. Jace pushes his cock down
my throat, muffling the sound. He reaches down to cradle my head in his large palm as he begins to
fuck my throat. His other hand wraps around my elongated neck. His palm flattens, and he curses as he feels his cock moving inside me.
Milo spreads my legs further apart. He is half on the table with me, and he slams into me. I gag on Jace as intense pleasure shoots through my body.
“Shit, Princess. I can feel myself plunging down your throat. It’s so fucking hot.”
Milo thrusts in a frenzy. He moves so forcefully that my back shifts across the table’s surface. He is
now fully on the table on his knees, my body half off the table as he fucks me vigorously. For a
moment, I fear the table might collapse, but then I remember it is constructed from solid oak.
My moaning proves too much for Jace, and he shouts as he comes. He pulls out before I have
finished taking all of his cum, and he shoots some onto my face and chest.
“Fuck, that’s gorgeous,” Milo mutters. He leans down and licks my chest. The angle at which he holds me strikes a profoundly sensitive spot, and I climax powerfully, like a rocket. I wail and squirt all over
him.
“Yesssss, I love it when you do that. Fuck yes, baby. So good. I fucking love you, Scar,” Milo shouts as
he pumps me full upon his own orgasm.
Jace produces a damp washcloth, and Milo gently cleans my face and chest.
“You are so incredibly beautiful,” Jace says, as he bends down to kiss me. “You are as well,” he tells Milo and leans over me to kiss him, his semi–hard cock dangling near my face. I give it a lick, and Jace releases a low growl.
“You little minx. Come on, let’s go shower and get into bed. I want to hold you both.”
They settle me between them. Jace becomes my big spoon, Milo lies in front of me with my face. nestled against his neck and chest, all our limbs becoming deliciously tangled. I listen to the sound of Milo and Jace sharing a kiss, and then feel them both press kisses into my hair. I release a sigh, filled with complete and utter happiness.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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