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“Jem, we—”
“I know. I know you are so saving yourself and all, but…seriously, Tim Tebow, you have to compromise a little bit.” I was blushing from my toes to my hairline. I hadn’t discussed Jem with Harpy, not really, and now she was finding out some stuff that I may have been using as a means of…not fucking that weirdo on the other end of this phone.
Harpy mouthed, “Yes. Compromise is key to a relationship.”
I was about to hate her again. She was about to do something. I knew it. I could feel it the moment the light clicked, and the room fell dark but for the light in the bathroom and the phone in my hand. I could see the woman on the screen light up with excitement by this turn of events. I could see the woman behind that screen’s shadow, stalking forward.
“You know we can—” I started, but Jem’s light went out, and she cut me off with her own words.
“Get situated on your bed. We’re doing this.” Jem was adjusting. Harpy was too. She touched the towel at my waist and pushed with her fingers. I stepped back to the bed. What the hell was happening right now?
“Let me just.” I hit mute and said, “Hello?”
Jem was getting herself situated in her own bed, so she was distracted. I looked at Harpy and pulled the phone closer to my chest, and asked, “What the hell are you doing?”
“Playing. You know how much I like someone to watch. She won’t know. Get in the bed. I’m not going to ruin your future with her, but when you’re there…years from now…you’ll remember this.” Harpy pulled the towel loose. “We’re waiting for you.”
Was I being challenged by not one but two women tonight? Yes. And was I going to regret this? Probably. Did it turn me on to think I was doing so many bad things at once? Hell yes, and Harpy made me this way, so why the fuck not? After the day I just had, I was hoping to get a back rub. A dick rub would do way better to get me to sleep tonight.
“Fine.” I settled in on the bed, situated myself in the center as Harpy removed her clothing. I pulled the phone back up and said, “You ready?”
She lifted a vibrator into view and said, “When you are.”
“Talk to me.” I was not doing all the work. In fact, I didn’t plan this. They had, and even though they had not planned it together, it was all their plans separately, so they were going to do the work here.
Jem was a classic, rich, privileged, blonde hair, blue-eyed, not even a cheerleader because that required real work, privileged. The brunette crawling up between my thighs, on the other hand, was the classic girl next door with secrets. The kind that in a scary movie got you chopped up in a basement somewhere and dumped in a swamp. I shivered, and Harpy’s hand stopped on my knee. She looked at me, and I said to the woman on the screen who hadn’t asked, “I think this whole day just tried to catch up with me. I didn’t like him, I wanted this spot on the team, but—”
Harpy squeezed and nodded. Jem blinked at me and asked, “Are you trying to kill the mood or what?”
“You weren’t talking, and it gave me too much time to think.” That was partly true.
“Awe. It’s okay. You’re right. How about…the first time we do this…I’m going to make sure I run my hands all over your body.” Jem was serious, and I nudged Harpy with my knee because she was sitting up and running her hands all over her body in a comical fashion. This would not work if I laughed right now. “You’re smiling. Good. So…”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Harpy
If I knew he would be getting this call, I could have stayed in my own room at the Bunny House. I could have slept on the couch. Hell, I was sure I could have stayed in anyone’s room tonight though none of them looked at me like an object of lust or desire anymore. They still had Cass and the others for that. I was…Momma. I sort of shivered at that thought, but Tituss was looking at the phone and what sounded like a total brat bimbo with really bad descriptions. I heard her ask, “Are you touching it?”
“Yes.” He nodded. He was not. In fact, I was sure the semi he had right now was due to me undressing, not her. I thought she may have been the reason it was semi because he never had that problem with just me.
I tuned into his body and ran my hands up his thighs, slid my face along the left, and turned in time to place a kiss at the base of his sac. He breathed out, “Yes. Better. So much better.”
She rambled on about something, but I had his attention. I licked, teased, sucked, and then opened my mouth and tilted so I could slide up the underside of his cock up and down along my tongue.
“Oh fuck. Yes. Like that.” He moved his hand down and touched the top of my head. “I like that.”
I knew he did. That’s why I did it. I continued to do all the things he liked, and he grew more restless up there. I heard the vibrations coming from that phone and knew I could start sucking him properly, and she wouldn’t hear the difference.
He groaned and arched up. “Yeah…baby, just like that.”
I smiled around his cock. He fisted my hair, bit his lower lip, probably to keep from saying my actual nickname. He was beautiful, all lit up with a blue tint thanks to the phone screen. She came quickly, but my mouth didn’t run on batteries. He held me in place and said, “Keep going.”
She thought he was talking to her, so she breathlessly said, “I’ll try.”
The vibrator started up again, and she was squeaking out another one within seconds, not minutes. Damn. He breathed, “Almost there.”
“Don’t stop,” she said, all breathless like.
