Sad. Scared. Pitiful.
She doesn’t need reminders of the hotel.
“Okay,” I whisper. “I’ll be very, very quiet. But you have to manage as well.” I stretch out a hand to give River’s cock a quick stroke.
River bites his lip to swallow a moan that was definitely louder than my whisper.
“I’m taking her cunt,” Blaze mutters while he kisses my shoulder. “But you two can duke out who joins me in there.”
My breath stops.
“Oh.” I meet Blaze’s eyes, beautiful blue, and I see the utter seriousness in them. “You’re going to finally put your money where your mouth is, Blaze?” I ask. Will I be able to stay quiet throughout that?
I don’t know, but I want it, wantthem.
“Me,” Asch says immediately. “River can take your mouth, but I’m in your pussy with Blaze.”
“Asch has already done it. It’s my turn,” River says.
“You want to rub up against Blaze’s cock inside of her?” Asch asks crudely.
“And you do?” River retorts.
Asch goes still behind me, then he replies, “Maybe I do.”
Blaze’s fingers dig even harder into my hips. “It’ll be hot.”
I suppress a giggle, then rest my head against Blaze’s chest. “I think Blaze is saying he wants Asch’s cock there, too. Let themhave their little homoerotic moment, River. You can make out with Blaze afterward, if you’re jealous.”
“I’m not jealous,” River says, his fingers tightening in my hair. “I just want to see what it feels like.”
“No need to fight over me!” I sit up so I can push Blaze’s shirt up. “Asch can go first, and River can go after. As long as Blaze can hold out long enough. Do you think you have that kind of stamina, Blaze?” I pinch his nipple as I ask.
Blaze parts his lips and groans. “Yeah. Fuck. Are you sure? You’re going to be so stretched out.”
“Yep. What’s the use in being a slut if my cunt doesn’t get nice and loose?” I ask.
“You’re not a slut,” River says hotly.
“You still want to double-fuck her,” Asch replies, and he pulls back enough to tug his own shirt off. “Maybe you’re the slut.”
“I mean, you were kind of a slut, Asch,” Blaze says. “You didn’t even remember the names of any of the chicks you slept with!”
Asch huffs out a laugh, then presses back up against me. “I never said I wasn’t a slut,” he counters.
I almost rake my nails across Blaze’s stomach, but switch to a gentler touch. “Wouldn’t you have slept with just as many?” I ask. “Or did Asch get more pussy than you?”
“I definitely got more pussy than Asch.” Blaze grabs my wrist and raises it up to kiss my palm. “But now we’re only getting the one pussy. Kind of unfair that you get three cocks.”
My chest is doing strange things again. Not stabbing me, but something else, something warmer.
“You get two other cocks and a pussy though,” I point out. “I’m not stopping you from sucking River or Asch.”
River rolls his eyes. “He’s not going to suck anyone’s cock.” He pauses, then adds, “Not again, anyway.” Another pause. “I don’t think.”
Blaze takes two of my fingers into his mouth, licking and sucking hard. I don’t know if that’s an answer, or a plea, but either way it’s making my cunt throb.
Asch strokes my back, then starts to nibble along my neck. “I think everyone’s wearing too many clothes,” he remarks, sidestepping the comment as much as Blaze had.
