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I hadn’t ridden in a limo since prom, and my happy lust-filled brain was very excited to repeat that experience.
“Why didn’t we take it here?” I asked.
“Because we wanted it to be a surprise, and post-party limos are always more fun.”
I traced a finger down his chest and back up, hooking it in the neckline of his shirt. “Do you want me to take mercy on you while we’re in it?”
The soft buzz of alcohol was nothing compared to the desperate pulse I felt like a heartbeat in my cunt. In the light of day, I might’ve balked at the idea of sex in a fancy car, but I couldn’t get the image out of my head now that it was there.
Jasper rocked against me, using his hands to press me even closer. “Won’t be the first time I’ve had sex in a limo. And hopefully won’t be the last.”
If he shifted just a couple of inches, he’d be touching exactly where I craved. Shame that we were in public and I hadn’t had nearly enough liquor to shake loose those particular inhibitions. I could think about it though, even if I wasn’t brave enough to do it.
Billie appeared out of nowhere. “Are we staying or going?”
Jasper leaned in and whispered something in Billie's ear that I couldn’t hear over the music, though, from the delighted, saucy expression on their face, I could only assume he was informing them of my offer.
Billie sidled up close and kissed my cheek. “Spicy Books is my favourite. Jaspy is going to rock your fucking world.”
My skin tingled, my body aching to be touched even though they both already had their hands on me.
I wanted them to ruin me.
This pack was going to turn me into a sex fiend.
It wasn’t my fault there were so many things to discover with so many people, especially when they each made me feel safe and desired. What was I supposed to do with that if not indulge in my own needs and curiosities?
“I’ll text the limo company,” said Billie.“If they’re not already here waiting, they shouldn’t be more than ten minutes out.”
A song I actually knew finally played over the speakers, and I vibrated with excitement, happily forcing both of them onto the dance floor again.
By the time Billie signalled to us that the limo had arrived, I was giggly and giddy, drunk all over again with the experience of the evening more so than the liquor.
“Let's go. I’m ready for my world to be rocked.”
20
BILLIE
Nickystumbledadorablytothe limo. The driver was waiting and opened the door for us so she could climb into the backseat with a giggle. Her dress rode up as she did so, exposing the cute black panties she had on underneath. I was next in, followed by Jasper, and the door closed behind us. We had the limo for as long as we wanted, and I sent a message to the driver to loop around the city so we had time to play.
Nicky had already pulled Jasper in, the two of them making out on the long side seat. I’d watched them together on the dance floor, torn between joining them and begging Gabe to go on a break to destroy me. Nicky and Jasper were another piece in my fantasy. They were entirely too beautiful and so fucking hot together. I couldn’t wait to get in there.
My patience lasted only a couple of minutes. I unhooked the button at the back of my romper and pulled down the strappy sleeves to let the top portion fall.
“Room for one more?”
They both reached for me without unfastening their mouths from each other. I weaselled my way in, gliding a hand down Jasper's back and nipping along Nicky's throat. The limo smelled like a bakery with all of us wild and ready, the hot, spicy tinge to the air easily as intoxicating as the vodka I’d been sipping all night.
The three of us traded off one another's mouths, the two of them consuming one another before I took a turn with each.
Everyone was entirely too clothed. I freed Jasper of his tank top and ran my hands over his tight little body, his muscles stark and lean under my touch. Nicky hummed appreciatively and wandered her hands over his chest.
“If you let me get those panties off of you,” I said, “I can show you one of Jaspy's special skills.”
Nicky let out an absolutely delicious sound. Jasper helped her sit up, and she wiggled her hips to the edge of the seat, lifting them so I could tug off the damp fabric hiding her from us.
This was exactly how I liked her—riled up and perfectly needy, desperate to be touched. I pulled one of her thighs open, and Jasper got down on his knees on the floor of the limo.
