Page 46 of Spin the Damn Bottle

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. You're getting so tight.Fuck. I'm gonna come inside you, Nadia."

Thank fuck I actually did get on contraception. Does anyone use condom here? I should have asked, at least. "You'd better be clean, asshole," I manage between grunts.

He chuckles, sitting up to push my bra out of the way and wrap his mouth over my nipple. His hand finds my clit, and start to rub.

I lose it.

"Ahh. Ahh. Ahh…"

"One minute left."

My vision catches Jason over Harry's dark hair. He's pulled his cock out and started to touch himself, slowly, eyes straight on me.

"That's it, gorgeous, come for me."

I do. I explode around him with a long wail, and he keeps fucking me through it, prolonging the rapture. With a final hard thrust and a broken grunt, Harry reaches his release, and goes limp under me.

We both huff and pant.

"Holy shit, man. That's a three."

Nanee claps excitedly. "That was hot as fuck."

"You don't say." Jason brings his hand to my face and strokes my cheek.

Only then do I think to move, and hop on his lap.

Jason kisses the top of my head and hugs me hard, knowing exactly what I need.

"Who's next, doll?"

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

We don't even consider heading back to Cross.

We play for almost three hours, at least twenty rounds of the game. Everyone gets about three turns.

Never have I strived so hard to win a game. When the bottle pointed at me on Paul's turn, I threw my head back and let him lick me until I screamed. He jerked off, and we earned another three. On Jason's turn, I watched him take Sarah Dee from behind, and I was startled by the way I felt. So fucking horny. Proud that this stunning, sexy man is mine. There isn't room for a shadow of jealousy. How could there be, when I know he wantsme?

"How do you feel?" Jason asks on the way to his parents' place in NoHo.

"Sticky."

He snorts, pulling me closer. "I'll bet."

"I can't believe you let Jeremy blow you."

That makes him chuckle. "You were gasping the whole time. I don't know why you're surprised, though. Jeremy has a mouth and knows what to do with it." He's relaxed as ever, and I feel a little foolish, because indeed, why wouldn't he be? I was just fine letting Sarah Dee finger me on my last round. "If it's a wet hole, I don't mind fucking it."

"So, we're bisexual," I muse in amazement.

"Pansexual, in my case. Women are easier, as society is still about two centuries out of pace with human nature. We can thank the modern organized religions for that." The car stops in front of a brownstone not unlike my parents' in Brooklyn, albeit a little larger. Except, in this neighborhood, the place must be worth ten million at least. "We're home."

As we head out,I'm somewhat taken aback by the normalcy of the building. "I was expecting something, I don't know, flashier."

The Aldens are one of the richest families in the world. While the house, and its location, are certainly impressive in and of themselves, they don't scream multi-billionaire.

"Flashy doesn't go with my father's image. He's a left-wing senator, remember? A man of and for the people."