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Jonas steps closer to watch, taking a seat opposite them so he has an excellent view of the ridiculously deep penetration.
“Russell.” Allie’s voice is a whisper as she rolls her hips. Russell never takes his eyes from hers. He doesn’t urge her with greedy hands the way Carson would, or thrust up into her the way I’d be tempted to do. He lets her do her thing, keeping an intense connection between them.
Russell might be grumpy and surly, but he knows women.
“That feel good?” he asks, and Allie nods, gripping tighter to his shoulders. Russell wraps his arms around her back so they’re chest to chest and her face is buried in his neck. Only then does he help her move.
“Oh, oh,” she gasps, as their bodies are mashed together.
“Jeez.” Tom flops onto the seat next to Jonas, shaking his head. “That’s quite a show.”
I grab my cock, giving it a well-needed squeeze, as heat surges through my balls at the sight of Allie rocking on Russell’s dick. It’s too much arousal for me to take without some stimulation.
“Oh fuck, baby,” Russell cries out as Allie goes limp in his arms. He comes just as she does and it’s as intense and personal as sex could possibly be with nine happy spectators.
After, he takes her face tenderly in his hands and kisses her mouth like he’s sipping champagne. “You’re so precious,” he says. “So beautiful.” And then he goes one step further. “Whatever happens tomorrow or the next day, just know I will always remember the moments I’ve shared with you.”
I expect Jonas to jump in with a hilarious quip, but he doesn’t. When I glance at my friend, he has his hand pressed over his heart. Jeez. Even Jonas is starting to show signs of understanding the intensity of these moments.
Russell takes his time but he’s not a greedy man. When Allie is fully recovered, he finds Theron in the crowd and nods. Then he asks Allie, “Are you done or are you ready for more?”
With a small but determined nod, she confirms she is. Theron reaches out to take her hand, and when she eases herself from Russell’s cock, her knees are too weak to hold her up. Theron scoops her into his arms and carries her back to the table, kissing her as he rests her on the edge. “Two down,” he murmurs against her neck. “Eight more to go, if that’s what you want. If it gets too much, you can tap out at any time. Okay?”
“I’m not tapping out,” she says, reaching for his dick. Theron was not expecting her touch, and he gasps like a man plunged into a frozen lake.
“Shit, Allie.”
“Are my hands cold?" She laughs at his moment of weakness.
"Not cold. Just a surprise."
"I'm making up for lost time." She slides her hands over his abs, up to his chest and around his neck, trailing pictures onto his skin. Her expression is lazy, her eyes glazed and intoxicated. They kiss in the same deep way Russell kissed her and I move closer as Theron urges Allie onto her back. Clay nears too, taking a place to the left of Allie, close to her head. I see what he wants before he suggests it by touching her cheek and asking her to open for him. As Theron drives deep between her thighs, and Clay pushes between her pretty lips, I feast on her breasts, sucking each engorged tip into my mouth, waiting to take my turn to send her into the stratosphere. I focus on her body as each man reaches his release.
Allie’s slick and warm when I get between her legs, and her soft brown eyes are glazed with relaxed pleasure. “You ready for more?” I ask, already knowing the answer. She’s insatiable. Her hand reaches out like she’s searching for me in the dark, touching my cheek. “Jimmy.” The smile on her face is half drunk but perfectly brilliant.
“Yeah, baby. I’m here.”
I move but not fast. I want to prolong our time together. I don’t care about the others waiting. Allie deserves gentleness as well as passion. She deserves for us to take time with her pleasure. She deserves the very best of all of us.
“You feel good,” she whispers, pulling me closer for a kiss. It’s featherlight, and so sugar-sweet, I have to lick my lips after. I kiss her deeper, losing myself in her mouth, holding her close against me so we’re sliding against each other, skin slick and bodies so hot I feel like I’m going to spontaneously combust. Jonas moves closer, but I warn him off with a sharp look that he understands immediately.
It’s stupid to feel like I do. To want this moment to be just between me and Allie, a memory we can treasure like a secret when this time together is past. This is supposed to be group sex. It’s supposed to be about Allie’s experience, but I want her all to myself, even for just this moment of connection.
It would be different if I knew we had a future.
I feel her nearing climax as her nails dig into my skin and her neck arches, and I want to orgasm at the same time. I palm her breasts, dipping my face into her neck and inhaling her sweet scent as I thrust into her harder and faster.
My release is a tsunami as she ripples around me, milking me for everything I am and everything I’ll ever be.
I thought Oliver looked wrecked after, but I’m destroyed. I don’t want to leave her warmth. I don’t want to kiss her and withdraw knowing this might never happen again.
I don’t want to say goodbye.
Not now. Not ever.
But I have to because Allie’s not mine. She’s not any of ours. We’re just pawns in this game and she’s the queen.
Jonas touches me on the shoulder, maybe sensing that I don’t know how to walk away. “We’ve still got time,” he says softly in my ear.
