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That night Luke drove me home. Nico showed up the next night and got to finish that game with us. Before I can say anything, Jack thrusts his cock deep inside me. A moan escapes me. Fuck, that feels good.

“I do have a water bottle left from the flight,” Luke says helpfully.

Jack begins to fuck me. I lower to my elbows on the bed and follow his rhythm.

“We can’t play the same game though.” Eli slides his hand into my hair and lifts my head.

I blink up at him as Jack pushes me toward an orgasm, and I greedily chase after it.

“Of course not,” Caden agrees.

Jack pulls out right as I’m about to explode, and I whimper. He chuckles and smacks my ass, moving away from me. Knees press the mattress down between my legs before Nico sinks his cock into me. My mouth parts at how sensitive I am, how full he makes me feel.

“We have played spin the bottle a lot.” Luke sounds contemplative. “Definitely need new rules.”

I honestly don’t care what we do as long as Nico doesn’t quit hitting that spot deep inside me that’s going to make me burst.

“How about we make things interesting?” Eli says.

Nico pauses his thrusting, buried deep inside me. I groan my frustration, and when I attempt to move my hips to get him going again, he holds me still. I squeeze my inner muscles around him and grin at the fuck he mutters under his breath.

“Kitten, you need to be present for the rules.” Eli tightens his grip on my hair, and I glare up at him.

Nico draws out of me and smacks my ass when I practically growl.

“Behave, sunshine. You know we’ll take care of you.”

My pussy aches with unfulfilled desire. I’ve been close twice and they haven’t done a damn thing except leave me disappointed.

“On your knees, kitten.”

I move into the position Eli taught me. Hands on my thighs, ass on my heels, eyes on his. Sometimes he prefers me to be more submissive, but if he wanted me submissive, he shouldn’t have stopped Nico from fucking me. Orgasms always tend to help me feel more submissive.

Eli smirks at my belligerent look. “We could just get dressed and follow the itinerary I set up or...”

“Or?” I ask. Not that I don’t want to explore Boston, but right now, I just want to get fucked. Then we can go exploring when I’m deliciously sore.

“Or you can be a good girl and play a game with us.” Eli trails his hand down my neck, leaving sparks in his wake beneath my skin. My nipples tighten and my breasts grow heavy, hoping he’ll pay attention to them too. Leave marks claiming me as his.

I glance at the others and their hard cocks. If it’s my decision, I could make them walk around aching just as much as I am, or we can take the edge off.

I meet Eli’s eyes. “What’s the game?”

“We’re going to play spin the bottle, but you’re going to be blindfolded.”

“Okay? How’s that supposed to work?” Especially since I usually spin the bottle.

Eli wraps his hand around the front of my throat and my pulse quickens. “If you can tell whose cock is in your pussy and whose cock is in your mouth, you can come. Otherwise, the bottle is spun again, and you get another opportunity to win an orgasm.”

I arch an eyebrow at him. Does he really think I’m going to get this wrong?

He laughs darkly and shakes his head. “One thrust of the cocks at the same time. Then you’ll be given ten seconds to tell us who was just in you while you sit on someone else’s face.”

My insides boil. Focusing when they eat me out is almost impossible. I glance at Caden and he gives me a wicked look as he wets his lips. My pussy pulses in response.

“So I don’t get to come if I can’t figure out who put their cocks in me while riding someone’s face?” I mean, it doesn’t take Caden long to get me off with his mouth. I get to come either way.

Eli squeezes my neck a little, just enough to bring my attention back to him. “If you come before you’re allowed, you get punished.”