"I didn't see that coming," purred Lingyun as he shifted just a bit. His fingers slid lower beneath the water of my bathtub, tracing the inside of my thigh with maddening slowness.
I could feel Yuche's hand tighten at my throat. It wasn't enough to restrict my breathing, but just enough to remind me exactly who had claimed this particular piece of real estate first. But I wasn't some prize to be won. I was the fucking game itself, and they were both playing by my rules whether they realized it yet or not.
"Stop teasing," I said, my voice low and dangerous. It wasn't so much a request as a command.
Lingyun's eyes flashed with something dark and hungry. "Yes, ma'am."
His fingers finally...finally....found my pussy beneath the water, stroking through my folds with deliberate pressure. I was already wet, had been since the moment Yuche's hand first wrapped around my throat, and Lingyun's sharp intake of breath told me he could feel it.
