I almost rub my hands together in anticipation. Luke does have a tendency to make games better, and I’m all for it.
Harper
Swallowing, I arch an eyebrow at Luke. “We do have to get back to town sometime today.”
He smirks. “You usually sit on our laps while you spin.”
My eyes widen and heat crawls up my neck. A vague memory of him wanting me to sit on his cock instead of his lap floats through my mind. My pussy throbs in anticipation.
“Why change something that’s worked so well?” He holds his hand out to me. “You can fill that empty pussy with a cock while the bottle determines your fate.”
They all tempt me or we wouldn’t be here now.
I raise an eyebrow and take his hand. “No fucking.”
“Of course not.” His devilish smile tugs at something deep inside me.
“I change laps every turn.” I meet his smiling eyes before I straddle his knees with my back to him.
“Put me inside you, princess.”
I’m dripping wet from Eli prepping me and the anticipation of the game. I raise up and grasp his cock firmly, pleased at the grunt from him. Dragging his cockhead over my clit, I notch him at my entrance and take him deep inside me.
His breath releases against my ear.
“Show us, little nympho.” Caden waves his hand at my skirt.
I raise my skirt and they all look at Luke’s cock splitting me open. My pussy clenches around him.
“You should lose the skirt.” Caden’s heated eyes return to mine after pausing at my breasts.
I chuckle and drop my skirt. “No, War. This is my fantasy. Not yours.”
His wicked smile makes me wetter around Luke’s cock.
“You’ll be on my lap soon enough, little nympho.”
“Spin the bottle, princess, before you come all over my cock. The game hasn’t even started.” Luke settles me into position.
To reach the bottle, I have to raise up off him. I spin it and come back down on his cock, letting out a low moan at the friction. Luke wraps his arm around my waist.
“I like this game.” His lips brush against the skin behind my ear.
A shiver rolls through me. “Your cock is inside me. That’s your favorite place to be.”
“You’re not wrong.” He nips at my neck.
The bottle slows and points at Jack. He smirks as I raise my gaze to his.
“Oral or penetration?” I ask.
“Oral, sweetheart.”
He wants to lick my ass. My pussy clenches around Luke’s cock. He moves a little and that touch of friction is just a tease.
“Spin again.” He grabs my hips.
As I bend over, that delicious friction strokes through me. I spin the bottle to find out who will get my pussy and sit back down on Luke’s cock quickly, taking him deep. A little whimper escapes me. His fingers slide around my thigh and touch my clit.
