Black just stares at me with a penetrating look.
“You good, Blue?”
I let my eyes fall to his lap and swipe at my bottom lip before answering him.
“Not as good as I’ll be with another shot of Patrón and your dick in me.”
His expression doesn’t change and for a split second I feel like he can read all my secrets with just his eyes but then he juts his chin at the door and reaches to fist his cock.
“Make it quick, baby.”
I wink. “Sure, as long as you don’t.”
I let out a laugh and head to the door, slipping out. Halfway down the staircase I step to the side of one, avoiding the creak it makes that I had noted earlier and then call for Skipper. She meets me at the bottom, prancing and hitting me with her best doggie glare to let me know that yes, she does need to go outside. I open the back door and I don’t even need to shoo her out. Ifshe was a bigger dog, she would have taken me off my feet to find the nearest patch of grass she moves so fast. I laugh and call out “Sorry” to her and then head to the kitchen.
My ears hear the creak of the stair I’ve been waiting for, making me silently laugh. I knew one of them would follow me down here. People like us have a very shallow well of trust.
I pretend I’m not being spied on and open a cupboard to pull out highball glasses with my free hand. Under the counter, I pop off the top of the vial and then use that hand to grab the neck of the bottle of Patrón. I pour both the vial and the tequila into each glass and then turn to the fridge to get the Pom juice, leaving the now empty vial in the fridge. Once their drinks are poured, I snag my taller, empty glass from before and make my own cocktail, barely adding any alcohol to it. I’ve sobered up and need to stay that way now. I leave all four completed cocktails on the counter and go back to let Skipper in and then pretend to jump when I spot Black standing at the bottom of the stairs.
I give him an exasperated look and with an exaggerated eye roll, wave him over.
“At least your lack of trust works in my favor. Come help me carry these drinks upstairs.”
He almost looks guilty for a moment but I don’t want to see that so I turn away from him and go back to the kitchen, snagging my tall glass and one of the highball glasses, leaving the other two for him to carry. I turn to breeze past him but he puts a hand on my arm, stopping me.
“Blue…I wish…” He sighs, leaving the wish unfinished. My hands tighten around the glasses and I give a quick shake of my head.
“If only wishes meant anything, right?” I rise up onto my tiptoes to press a kiss on the corner of his lips and then drop down and step back. “So, let’s make one that will come true. I wish for your big, thick dick to drill me into that bed.” He sighs again but nods so I tilt my head to the kitchen. “Go grab those drinks and meet me up there.”
I don’t look back. I’ve learned, taught myself, to never look back. That’s how I survive. I shake off the pity party by the time I stride back into the bedroom and see Green and Red almost asleep. Perfect, that makes this even easier.
“Hey! What kind of party is this?” I sass, making them both perk up.
I hand one of them a drink and suck back half of mine before cocking a hip.
“Black’s promised to drill me into the mattress. Are you telling me he’s the only one who can go three times in one night? Such a shame. You both had such promise!”
Red powers back his drink in a couple gulps, lifts the glass to his eyes and frowns, making me swallow hard.
“Damn, that’s really good. I could go for another of those.”
My shoulders come back down and I wave at the door just as Black comes in and hands a drink to Green.
“Sorry, I used the last of the mix. Besides, you don’t want to miss the next round, do you?”
I hit him with a sexy look, watching Green shoot back his drink. I turn to Black and lift an eyebrow as I bring my own drink to my lips. He mimics my movements and then drops the empty glass on the dresser. There it is, all wrapped up in a neat bow for me. I hand him my glass and then turn to crawl up onto the bed,looking over my shoulder at him with the promise of what’s to come. There will be no more control games for him. This time, it’s all me running this show.
His hands hit my hips and he flips me down to my back, his hard body covering mine. It feels damn good to have his weight pressing me down and my thighs spreading wide for him to fit perfectly between them. He drags one of my legs up and wraps it around his waist and then hits me with that hard mouth, slanting his lips over mine, brushing his tongue to part my lips and stroking inside. It’s slow, deep, and packs a major punch. This doesn’t feel like a nice hard fuck, this feels like…more. I feel tears burn at the back of my eyes so I pivot like I’m good at and reach between us.
Murmuring against his mouth I whisper. “Need you. Need you inside me.”
He growls against my lips and takes the kiss deeper but then pulls back and slips a condom on and then lets me position his cock at my entrance. I shift my hips up to notch him inside me and he can’t help but take over, grinding down into me. I wince slightly at the burn. It’s been a while since I’ve had sex, let alone so many times in one night but the burn just adds to it somehow. He’s sticking to full strokes with a slow, even pace and that has a lovely, soft pleasure building inside of me.
“Look at me.”
My eyes fly open to meet his behind his mask. They drown me with what’s in them but I can’t look away.
“I need to feel you come apart around me, Blue. Give me this one sweet thing to take away from here.”
