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Cold.

Now they are burning up.

My black hair is mussed from the wind, and my face is bright with happiness. Is this what this feeling is? Closing my eyes, I let my hand slide into my jeans, tracing over my knickers before slipping under. Widening my legs, I spin so my back is against the sink as I stroke my pussy.

I’m wet from thinking of them.

From chaste kisses and teasing looks.

Fucking hell, I’m like a teenager, but it doesn’t stop me from flicking my clit with a muffled moan. With my other hand, I nudge my top up and cup my breast through my bra, rolling and tweaking my nipple. Pleasure explodes through me as I pant, my finger rubbing my clit quickly, but for a moment, I imagine it’s not me.

I imagine it’s them.

Their hands cupping my breasts and playing with my nipples. Their mouths sliding across my skin and marking it up. Their hands inside my jeans, touching me, sliding down my wetness to push inside before moving back to my clit. Their mouths pressing to my ear. No doubt Jonas would whisper dirty promises, Isaac would keep a watchful eye, Dimitri would hold me up, and Nico would destroy me and make me his all the while Louis watched on. All working together to make me come.

I don’t have time to think about how fucked up it is. I’m imagining all of them fucking me, and my imagination gets the better of me. I visualise Nico on his knees before me, gripping me meanly as he jerks me closer, his mouth sealing over my pussy and dominating it. I see Jonas at my side, stroking my breasts as he whispers in my ear. I imagine Dimitri on the other side, doing the same, while Louis watches it all with his hand on his cock and Isaac stands next to him.

Shit, shit, shit.

My clit throbs in time with my racing heart as I speed up my fingers, needing to come so badly but not wanting this fantasy to shatter.

“Good girl, I told you I would claim my kiss.”

Nico’s voice echoes in my head, and a gasp leaves my lips as I slide my hand down my dripping pussy and thrust two fingers inside myself, pretending they are his. I widen my legs farther as I thrust in and out of my pussy, hitting my clit with the palm of my hand each time until I’m almost coming, my back arching and mouth falling open.

A noise has my eyes opening, and at the sight of the peeling wallpaper, reality comes crashing down and embarrassment chases away the desire.

I pull my fingers from my pussy, about to berate myself, when there’s a husky groan. My head turns, and my eyes clash with Jonas’s bright, lustful gaze. He’s poised at the door, his fists clenching the wood as he watches me, his nostrils flaring.

“Don’t you dare fucking stop,” he growls, stepping into the room and kicking the door shut behind him. “Watching you touch yourself is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever fucking seen. The best fucking torture I could have ever endured.”

“Jonas . . .” I lick my lips, unsure what to say, but when his eyes drop to my glistening fingers and his body shudders, I slide my hand back inside my jeans. “Like this?” I murmur, playing along. He’s igniting my lust again, only this time I can’t control it. It storms through me like a wildfire as I hold his gaze while I stroke my clit.

“Fuck,” he groans, reaching down to rearrange himself. My eyes lock on the huge bulge in his joggers, and I remember the sight of him fucking his hand. I moan and my pussy clenches. I’m dying to know what that magnificent cock would feel like inside me.

“I did watch you.” I rub faster, my other hand gripping my breast harder as I rock my hips, fucking myself. “I watched you touch yourself. I was so fucking wet I could barely sleep.”

His eyes narrow, neck straining. “I came harder than I ever have in my life, and I had to stop myself from hunting you down and forcing you to your knees to taste it. I wanted you to see what you do to me, baby.”

Groaning, I speed up, and his eyes drag over my body possessively, hungrily, but I’m about to come, and I don’t want to yet, so I pull my fingers free and suck them clean, moaning at the taste of my desire.

He snaps, lunging for me, grabbing me, and turning me.

He presses me to the edge of the sink as his hands slide down my body to grip my hand again. “Don’t stop. Watch yourself as you come, watch as you touch yourself for me.” He quickly unzips my jeans and pushes them down so he can watch, his hard cock pressed to my ass.

His fingers nudge my knickers aside to expose my glistening pussy to his hungry gaze. He grunts, his hips jerking forward as he pants. “Fucking hell, look how wet you are. You better touch yourself before I decide to eat that pussy until they have to rip me from you.”

“That’s not a threat,” I purr, even as I touch my clit.

“Like that?” he murmurs in my ear, licking and biting it. “Is that what gets you off?”

I nod jerkily, rolling my hips as I rub my clit furiously before sliding my fingers inside myself. His eyes darken, almost turning black, as if they are sucking all the light from the room so he can watch me. One of his hands grips my breast for me, pinching my nipple hard.

I cry out as I speed up my fingers, so close to coming again. “You’re close. I can almost see it.” He groans, rolling his hips into my ass, humping me. “Fucking hell, I’ve never been so turned on. I haven’t even got my hands or mouth on you yet, and I’m about to come in my joggers.”

The idea of him coming from watching me has me picking up speed and closing my eyes, but he twists my nipple so hard, they shoot open.

“Eyes on us,” he snarls, biting my neck. “You will always keep your eyes open when we fuck, baby, so you can see what you do to me. So I can watch you come apart and see all those walls come down as you explode.”

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