He huffs a small laugh. “Still not a funny nickname.”
It’s cute when he’s wrong.
I nip at his jaw, then turn my head to look at Asch. “How do you want me? I'm ready to be completely shredded.”
“Yeah? How wet’s your cunt right now?” Asch asks. His hand slides down my chest, over my stomach, then between my legs.
I’m not wearing any panties. It seemed kind of a moot point, given how little coverage the rest of the dress has. Also, the panty lines would have beenatrocious.
Asch’s fingers slide easily inside of my pussy, even as River’s continue to work into my ass. He withdraws them with a breathless laugh. “Oh yeah. I like this surprise a lot.” He takes his slick fingers and slowly rubs my clit in little circles, leaning in to bite my shoulder.
Between Asch and River’s fingers, I have to cling to Blaze to stay upright. I moan and seek out Blaze’s lips, who obliges me, even though the angles are awkward with how closely crowded we are.
My chest—my heart—beats faster, steadily, throughout it all.
I gasp when Asch rubs even more insistently, sending a hot shiver of pleasure through me. I jolt forward, knocking my nose against Blaze’s.
“Hey,” Blaze complains, right as River hisses, “Stop moving.”
I laugh breathily. “I can’t do that if you’re all… if you’re all…”
Blaze smiles. “Fine. Logistics planning. Looks like it’s up to me, again.”
He is pretty good at logistics.
Blaze manhandles me away from Asch and River, denying me their fingers. “Come on, slut.”
“Hey!” River protests. “Where are you taking her?”
Asch grumbles, too, but he steps back to let Blaze take the lead.
Blaze squeezes my breast, which makes it out from beneath the strips of fabric. He stops to stare. “Did you find a few strips of spandex in the dumpster to make this dress?” he asks, rubbing his thumb over my exposed nipple.
I stick my tongue out at him. “Yes. This is definitely dumpster fabric.”
It actually cost me almost a hundred bucks on a specialty lingerie site. And then I’d bought a whole bunch of other outfits too, which are tucked away for future date nights. I just need to make sure nobody rips those up.
Blaze laughs, then scoops me up. I squeak in delight.
I’d thought he was still feeling too weak to lift anything, let alone me.
“All right, you cheeky slut.” Blaze raises my legs up higher to expose my ass cheeks. “Asch, give her a spank for me, would you?”
Asch obliges him, his hand coming down with a smack on my ass. The flash of pain makes my cunt throb. Hestrokes the flesh, then massages it before spanking my other ass cheek. “You like that, Pandora?” he asks, squeezing.
I cling to Blaze and nod. “Yeah. Yeah, it’s good.”
“Good,” River says dubiously. He nudges Asch to the side. “Obviously you’re doing something wrong, Alvarado.” He trails his fingers along my ass cheek, pinching it before drawing back so he can deliver another smack to my ass. This one is harder, and I groan into the pain.
Fuck, that’s good.
That’s so much better than theslowandgentleI’ve had with them in the recent days.
Before River can hit me again, Blaze walks me the two steps to the couch and dumps me over the side of the arm. I make a sound of complaint, but when I attempt to sit up, he places his arm on the small of my back.
“Stay right there, Pandora. We haven’t had our way with you yet,” Blaze growls.
Oh,yes.
