Before I can think to askwhy, he lifts me against him and spins me against the door. He sets me down but lowers to his knees again.
“Caden.”
“Let me worship you, little nympho.” His eyes glitter with desire as he puts one leg over his shoulder and then the other, with my back braced against the door. My hand grabs his hair.
“Hold on.” He stands and I would have cried out, but my cry gets lodged in my throat. He holds his hand against my chest and pins my back to the door. Smirking, he leans in and takes my pussy into his mouth again.
I’m helpless to do anything but feel and watch in the mirror. My legs cross to hold myself. His dark head moves between my legs. He presses between my breasts.
The strength he uses amazes me. When his tongue works its way back to my entrance, he thrusts it inside me. I moan deep and loud as he does it over and over, rubbing the tip of his nose against my clit.
Everything inside me is on fire and tightening until I can’t help but combust. I curl around his head as I shatter. Even as my cry fills the room, he doesn’t stop, licking, sucking, fucking me with his tongue, pushing me even higher until I come again, gushing my release all over his face.
When I can breathe again, I tug at his hair. But he doesn’t let up. I’m too sensitive and it gets almost painful.
He pulls away and lowers me, pausing when his head is at chest level to rub his wet face all over my t-shirt. His devious eyes catch mine before he latches onto my breast through the cotton.
I arch into him, tugging his head closer, wishing his mouth was on my skin instead of the shirt. My legs are still up and my pussy aches as it presses against his abs.
He lowers me again, kissing my neck until our mouths collide. His cock presses against my entrance, but he doesn’t push inside. I pull my head back and look into his eyes.
“Caden.” I need more. I want more.
“Little nympho. How do you want it?”
I search his eyes and then smile. “Thrust in hard.”
He does and my lips part in a silent scream. I can feel him pulsing deep inside me. My legs are straight against his body up in the air and he fills me so deep.
“Do you like the way I feel inside you?” He doesn’t move as he lets me adjust to his thickness.
“Always.” I press my head back against the door. The way I’m being held should make me feel powerless, but the look in his eyes tells me I hold all the cards right now. I’m the one in control.
He rubs his nose against mine. “What next?”
“I want to fuck you.”
His eyes flare with heat. “How?”
There aren’t a lot of options in the bathroom. The counter is too high. The toilet, even with the seat down, won’t work because I’ll have no leverage. I’d rather not get in the shower.
“The couch.”
He lifts me off him and takes my hand. I keep the ice pack on my ass as we walk out into the bedroom. Caden sits on the couch and takes the ice pack from me.
Nico, Jack, Eli, and Luke watch us. Lifting Nico’s shirt off, I drop it to the ground, feeling the power of being the center of attention in this room, the object of their obsession. I straddle Caden and hold his cock against my entrance.
Our eyes lock and he holds my hips, not to control me, but to center me. I sink down on his cock, inch by inch, easing down over him, but loving the audience. Loving the fact they’re watching us.
I link my hands behind Caden’s neck. The words I shouldn’t say press at my tongue, aching to be released, but I can’t. Instead, I take his mouth with mine as I roll my hips over him.
Luke sits next to Caden on the couch and trails the backs of his fingers over my thigh. My insides burn hotter. Eli sits across from us on the chair. Nico sits on my other side. His hand brushes down my side.
“You’re beautiful, sunshine.”
Jack kneels behind me, between Caden’s legs. His lips brush my shoulder and a shiver chases through me. “You did well tonight, sweetheart.”
Caden helps me rise and fall over him. “How do you want to play tonight, little nympho?”
