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“Unacceptable,” Vincent said, determinedly bracing himself against the wall as he tried to move the bed even an inch. Jess was attempting to drag the set of drawers between the beds out of the way, and she wasn’t having any success either.
“You’re both terrible at this,” I said. I grabbed Jess around the waist, picking her up off the ground. “Someone pick up Vincent and get him in the shower.”
“Then we can fight about which bed Jess sleeps in,” Jason said, but I shook my head as I hauled Jess into the bathroom.
“She’s sleeping with me, boys, that’s that,” I said, turning on the shower with one hand while I kept the other arm looped around Jess. She wasn’t making any attempts to escape; it was the opposite. She had her arms around me, kissing my neck, touching me greedily. “Whoever manages to squeeze into bed with us is up to y’all to figure out.”
They followed me into the bathroom, which was sizeable enough for all of us but only barely. But we were used to things being crowded. Whipping off my shirt, I was about to help Jess out of her clothes when Manson came up to me, caught me by the throat, and pinned me to the wall.
“She’s sleeping with me,” he said, in a tone that allowed no room for argument. I swear we were the same damn height, but he made himself seem taller. “If you behave, you’ll be allowed to join us.”
Behave. Fucking hell. He knew exactly the right words, the little tricks of humiliation and control that would crush my pride in just the right way. He’d already spent significant time that night turning my brain to mush: making me kneel for him whereeveryonecould see had squeezed my stomach into knots. He was the only person I allowed to push my limits like that, but I trusted him to do it.
He’d gotten me addicted to submission. I fuckingcravedthe things he could do.
“I’ll behave,” I said. It felt ridiculously good when he hummed with satisfaction, kissing me tenderly before he let me go. He peeled his shirt off as he stepped back, and Vincent and Jason had stripped down. For a moment, I leaned there against the wall with Jess still tucked under my arm, watching them.
I was half-hard again already. Although I doubted I’d come again so soon, that didn’t matter. The smell of sweat, sex, and alcohol on their skin made me eager; it tapped into some primal animal drive to justfuck.
As if our minds were operating on the same wavelength, Jess sighed as she said, “God, you’re all so sexy, it really isn’t fair.”
“Not fair, hm?” I switched our positions, pressing her to the wall as I unhooked the chains holding her shirt in place. “I think what’s not fair is that I didn’t get to drench you in my cum tonight.” After pulling down her skirt, I knelt at her feet and grabbed her underwear in my teeth, dragging them off her too.
“Look how messy she is,” Jason said, crouching beside me. The stickiness on her legs was obvious; her tiny thong soaked. We probed her simultaneously as she leaned heavily against the wall, our fingers slick as they sunk into her heat. Her eyes fluttered closed, whimpers of pleasure panting out of her.
“Hold her open for me,” I said, and Jason knew what to do. He stood up, positioned Jess in front of him and lifted her leg, hooking his arm beneath her knee to hold it up as she leaned against him for balance. The position spread her open before me, her pussy glistening with her own arousal and the cum pumped into her.
The sight of her made me salivate. The way she looked down at me — wide-eyed, vulnerable, full of longing — had my dick standing rigidly at attention as I closed my mouth over her. She groaned deeply, bucking her hips against my mouth. She was so juicy, deliciously wet; I could have eaten her for hours.
But the shower was still running, and I wasn’t sure if fancy hotels ran out of hot water, but I didn’t want to find out.
Getting to my feet, I gave her dazed face a little shake before I said, “Get in the shower. I’ll join you after I take a piss.”
Probably should have pissed before I got hard again, but fuck, I didn’t plan my erections. Lifting the toilet seat as they all piled into the shower, I tried to focus on my aim when Jess’s voice brought the whole process grinding to a halt.
“Wait, Lucas, please...”
It dragged my attention back to her immediately. She was standing in the open shower door, looking at me.
“I want it,” she whispered, the words barely able to be heard. But it made us all pause, watching her. Her face turned bright, blazing red as she bit her lip, struggling to get the words out. “Please...I...don’t waste it...”
Holy shit. She couldn’t mean...no...no way. She had filthy desires, butthis...she couldn’t mean it. She was drunker than I thought she was.
Jason, smiling slyly, said, “I think you’re going to have to be a bit clearer, Jess. What exactly do you want?”
She glared at him, as if he was asking for far too much. But then Vincent joined in, saying, “I don’t think he understands, baby, you’re going to have to be more explicit.”
Jess looked like she wanted to crawl underground. My need to piss was now overshadowed by the desire to hear her confirm what she was asking for.
“Ugh, I don’t...” She folded her arms, looking between the four of us. As if hoping one of us would interpret for her, so she wouldn’t have to actually say it. “You know what I mean.”
“I’m afraid I don’t, sweetheart,” I said. “Explain yourself.”
“Go on, Jess,” Manson said. “Tell him what you want. Communication is important, remember?”
“I want...um...shit...” It was frankly adorable how red she was. Out of all the things we’d done, I liked knowing there were still things that could make her blush.
No matter how much it made her cringe, no matter how embarrassing, I wanted to hear her say it.
