I rolled my eyes towards the other side of my room and huffed. Why did the bathroom have to be so far away? If it was closer, then I could jump up and run before either one of them knew what was happening. If only I had something else to focus on.
Like that pen.
That was my mistake. I moved my shoulder, hoping to be able to peek over, and that caused my hips to wriggle. Reese sleepily grumbled something and pressed himself against the tender flesh of my ass, making me instantly freeze.
If I don’t move, he’ll go back to sleep.
My problem came with the dull burn that radiated from where his dick was digging into me. I couldn’t help but wince. Any doubt I had about whether or not I had bruises was gone.
Unfortunately, my small sound was enough to make Reese nuzzle in. “Good morning.”
I didn’t know who I was more pissed at? Devlin, because this was all his fault—who the hell spanked someone? Or Reese, for having that stupid, sleepy tone in his deep voice. They could both kiss my ass. Metaphorically, of course. I didn’t want to give anyone actual options.
“Shh,” I hushed back at him. “I’m sleeping.”
Reese grazed his fingers over my outer thigh and chuckled. “Sleeping people don’t talk.”
I begged to differ. One of the first things Devlin pointed out last night was my inadvertent ability for unconscious speech.
Reese’s thigh tensed, tightening his hold on my right leg, and he slid his hand over the curve of my hip.
“Stop it,” I growled in a whisper. “You’ll wake Devlin up.”
But Reese didn’t stop. He pushed his hand between my thighs and pressed a finger down on my clit, making me smash my face against Devlin’s chest to muffle a gasp.
“You don’t sound asleep to me.”
“Fuck you,” I hissed back at him.
In hindsight, that probably wasn’t the best thing to say.
“That’s a good idea.”
Next thing I knew, his dick was no longer pressing up against my ass. It was sliding between my thighs.
“Stop it…”
“Shh,” he hushed. “You don’t want to wake up Devlin.”
This mother…
There was nothing else to do but pathetically whimper, “I’m sore,” because I didn’t want to wake up Devlin. Then I’d have two to deal with.
“I won’t stick it in,” he purred while dragging his tongue up the side of my face. “I just want to feel you.”
Let me just say Reese’s fingers didn’t have shit on the way his shaft felt sliding between my folds. I had to bite my bottom lip to keep from moaning, and the more he pumped his hips, the harder that task was becoming.
How could someone get fucked without getting fucked? It didn’t make sense, yet he was doing it. Every slide of his cock along my pussy wound that coil tighter.
And then the asshole had to clamp his hand around my hip and growl in my ear. “You gonna come on my cock, sweet thing?”
No. Fuck him. Reese wasn’t getting shit from me. At least that what I told myself when I muttered, “It’s not fair.”
This was bullshit. It was my body, damnit!
“You do have a point,” Reese agreed. “This isn’t really fair.”
There was a brief moment when the wordsthank youflew through my mind. Then Reese’s hand came down on the erection I’d been having a stare down with. Holy shit was all I could think as he gave the shaft a firm squeeze.
