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He swirls his hot tongue around the head of my cock and my fingers twist in his wild hair instead, tugging him closer. My hips rock, pushing my dick deeper into his mouth.
Fuck, I’m going to come now. It’s starting, the pressure mounting and mounting, my chest tightening, my dick straining.
And it stops when Jet releases my cock with a wet pop, grips the base, and lifts a brow at me. “You with me now?”
“Christ, Jet, don’t stop.”
Next thing I know, Jet rises fluidly to his feet, grabs my hand and drags me into the shower stall. I stumble after him, my hard-on bobbing and throbbing with every step.
Cursing, I lean back against the Plexiglas of the shower stall as Jet starts the water, my hand curling around my aching cock. My lids are heavy, my mind sluggish.
I need to come, dammit.
Jet turns under the warm spray and rakes his gaze over me—then grabs my hand and pries it off my dick. “No touching,” he all but growls. “That’s mine.”
Fuck, I like it when he gets aggressive, possessive like this in sex sometimes. “Then get me off.”
“Why the hurry?” He presses up against me, pushes our hard-ons together until I see stars. “Don’t wanna wait for Candy to join us?”
“You’re fucking driving me crazy,” I mumble, lost in sensation, his hard dick sliding against mine, the warm water sliding over my overheated skin.
“That’s the idea. Forget…” He presses his mouth to my shoulder and bites down hard, “about parents, and norms, and what everyone expects from you.”
I frown, starting to think of a reply, but then he lifts his head and he’s kissing me again. His lips are moving over mine, his teeth nipping, and I hiss in his mouth, rocking my hips, so fucking ready to burst.
Before I know it, I’m gripping his shoulders, desperately grinding against him. I need relief. He hasn’t worked me all that much, but I’ve been ready for days. We’d all been too tired to fuck, and right now I’m so damn hard I’m dizzy with all the blood flowing to my dick.
When Jet pulls back again, I tighten my hold on his shoulders, digging my blunt nails into his skin. “No,” I pant, trying to coerce my brain into forming a coherent thought. “Dammit, Jet. Suck my dick.”
He licks his lips, giving me another crooked grin. “Not yet.”
Is he trying to kill me? He’s fully hard, too, his dick rubbing against mine, driving me insane. “What the hell are you—?”
“Hey.” Candy appears at the door of the shower stall. She walks under the spray, naked, and my brain completely short-circuits. “Did you start without me?”
“I had to get him ready,” Jet says over his shoulder.
Wait, is he talking about me? I blink back at him as he turns in my hold toward her.
“What about you?” she asks, and licks her lips, giving him a once-over, and fuck, just that has my cock twitching.
“I’m always ready,” Jet mutters, his voice gone lower and raspier than before.
He probably is. Jet is a horny bastard, and Candy… She’s my dream girl. Her honey-brown eyes are warm, her mouth lush, her hair golden, her curves… hell. She’s fucking hot.
Jet reaches for her, drags her closer with a hand on her hip. He keeps the other one braced by my head on the Plexiglas, drawing us together as he buries his face in her neck. “Are the guests gone?”
“Guests are gone,” she whispers back.
It’s like a code word, and it strikes me as kinda funny, but I’m painfully hard, and off my game. Literally.
And for some reason I’m suddenly cold, deep in my bones. There’s something bothering me, something I can’t fucking put my finger on, and now that Jet isn’t touching me anymore, it’s threatening to surface.
Something he was telling me a few seconds ago, about—
“Kiss me.” Candy presses her soft curves to me, winds her arms around my neck, and I lose the frayed thread of my thoughts. I can’t manage more than a pained grunt when she presses against my hard-on.
Dipping my head, I crush my mouth to hers and grip her hips, rocking against her, lost in need. Fuck, she tastes of candy sugar, of strawberry candy floss.
