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When he’s done getting his clothes off, Van gently moves me away from Rhys’s cock, without uttering a single word. He then shifts closer to my frame, close enough to slide a hand between my thighs and spread them just enough for his waist to be perfectly aligned with mine.
And then, Van slips his cock inside of my pussy, filling me up just as much as Rhys had only moments ago. As he thrusts inside of me, Van lowers his head down toward my own, capturing my lips in a rough kiss, his tongue readily exploring my mouth. I return his kiss with the exact same energy, letting my tongue explore his mouth too, just as Rhys’s cum starts to spill right out of me.
Fuck.
This feels so fucking dirty but so fucking perfect, all at the same time.
As Van steadily increases his pace, his shaft pounding in and out of me, I feel Rhys’s fingers slipping between my thighs. For a second, it seems like he’s going to try and finger me while Van’s cock is stuffing my walls, with the way his fingertips are purposely dragging through the wet combination of my excitement and his own cum.
But then, Rhys’s wet fingers slide away from my pussy and back toward my ass. A moment or two later and his palms are spreading my ass wide open, right before he traces a circle around my puckered hole. My breath hitches in my chest at the thought of Rhys trying to fit his huge cock up my ass, even though I can’t get enough of the idea of Rhys and Van filling me with both of their shafts. Even so, I know that I’m still going to need some build-up before I’m able to handle that sort of double penetration, even if my body craves the experience.
I move my mouth away from Van’s, ready to protest Rhys’s exploration of my ass. But before I’m able to get anything past my lips, I feel Rhys suddenly lower himself halfway down the bed. I then feel his tongue, dragging a long stripe up and down my hole, before running sloppy, wet circles all around it.
Oh God.
Oh my God.
I’ve never had my ass eaten out before, especially not while being fucked at the same time. Just then, fresh tears start to roll down my cheeks, my body so overwhelmed with pleasure that the sensation has nowhere else to go. By the time I’m coming on Van’s cock, my tears turn into full-on weeping, so much so that I collapse right against Van’s chest. Even as I’m crying, I can still feel my pussy milking Van’s shaft for all it’s worth, his hips freezing as he finishes deep inside of me.
As soon as he’s done coming inside of me though, Van wraps his arms around me, holding me tight against his frame.
“It’s okay, princess, it’s okay,” he whispers. “You’re going to be okay. You just got overwhelmed, that’s all. This was a lot for your first time with both of us.”
“We’ll go easier next time, darling,” Rhys murmurs, his arm wrapping around my waist.
“Don’t you dare,” I mumble in response.
And Rhys and Van both let out loud chuckles, the noise of their laughter echoing throughout the room.
Chapter 13
Cameron
There’s something going on with those three.
I’ve been suspicious of Alyssa, Rhys, and Van ever since we came back from the songwriting symposium weekend, my concerns only growing deeper when Rhys practically bailed on me after Saturday. I’m not sure what’s actually happening, but it seems like the tension in the group has vanished into thin air, with Rhys and Van back to being friends with each other, and Alyssa giving them both an equal amount of attention too. She’s no longer avoiding Rhys at all costs.
I can’t pretend like I’m not enjoying the shift in general attitudes, the way everyone seems to be getting along. In fact, things have been going so swimmingly with the band that we’re moments away from presenting a rough cut of our debut album to Gregory, all four of us now sitting on the other side of his desk. Alyssa is sitting right between Rhys and Van, and I watch out of the corner of my eye as Van gently pulls Alyssa’s hand into his own, idly tracing shapes all along her palm.
What the hell?
The utter tenderness of it confuses me to no end. I’m not used to Van being that tender with anyone, especially not a woman he seemed to despise when she first walked into the recording studio. Rhys then looks down at the display of Alyssa and Van’s hand-holding too, before he flashes me a knowing grin.
“You’re okay with this?” I mouth over to him, the voiceless words quickly passing over my lips.
“Okay with what?” he mouths back, before he offers me a playful wink.
I turn away from Rhys, beginning to wonder if I’m losing my mind. Didn’t he just rope me into some crazy scheme to try and get Alyssa back? But now he’s completely okay with her being with Van? Is there something that I’m just not seeing? Something that I’m missing that’s been right in front of me the whole time?
Fuck it.
Nothing makes sense anymore.
Just then, Gregory pulls off a set of inexpensive headphones, softly laying them down on the desk beside his laptop. Gregory has never been the type of guy to listen to how music sounds in the studio or even with the band playing live music, since he insists that all that matters is how the average listener is going to hear the song for the first time. It doesn’t matter how good it sounds with high-quality equipment, because it’s all going to come down to how the sound quality transfers over to something like Spotify or iTunes.
“…Well?” Rhys starts the conversation. “What do you think?”
“…I like it.” Gregory slowly nods. “Well, I like a lot about it.”
