“We can stop at any time.Always. Even—no matter what, Bev.”
“Thanks, my sexy Russian,” I whispered, flushing when he chuckled deeply. I’d used that a few times on him when he’d been extra sweet with me like this and we were alone.
And clearly, he liked it.
He sat and I walked over to him, but he pulled out his phone which made my flinched. He didn’t think I’d let him take pictures, right?
No, he made a call!
I didn’t understand until he turned it around and I saw it was to Winter and he’d put it on speaker.
“What are you doing?” I hissed.
“No good?” he worried. “You said the phone sex with him was—”
“What’s good, man?” Winter answered, sounding distracted.
“Um, here with Bev and might have just messed up,” he admitted.
Except I was into the idea… Likereallyinto it. I cleared my throat. “Are you alone, Sir Winter?”
There was a pause. “No, but I could be. Should I be?”
“If you want.” I looked at Sergey. “You wanted him to listen in on what we’re going to do right? I mean that was the plan?”
“Yeah, I mean… We gotta—well, we don’thaveto include each other, but this is something new for you and I’d want to share it, so if he’s not—”
“Shit, yes,yes,” Winter groaned. “Fuck, just let me be a fly in the room, little sexy. I won’t join in and overwhelm you. Especially not after what you went through. Just—phone is okay too.”
I thought about it a moment. “I don’t think I’m ready for two here yet. Can he like narrate? Is that stupid?”
“No,” both men said immediately.
Done. Winter had been at the library, quickly collecting his belongings and circling back to his room. He let us know and made a big deal about proceeding which broke the nerves we were feeling.
At least mine.
Sergey set the phone down on speaker and gave me a hopeful look like he was worried if I was still in the mood. I was. I really,reallywas.
So I went with the plan, stepping closer and turning around… To present my ass to his face.
“Oh, fuck. Likefuck, foxy,” he groaned. “Can I touch?”
“What’s happening?” Winter demanded.
“I just bent over in his face while he’s sitting,” I blurted. “I saw it in a video and wanted to try it. The guy ate her out like this and then she rode him. It looked amazing and given—it seemed safe to jump back in.”
“Fuck, that’s hot, Lady Bevin,” Winter murmured. “Really hot.”
“Ummm, shereallyliked that,” Sergey snitched. “Legit her pussy just—I think I just saw her pussy twitch.” He chuckledwhen I reached back and smacked him. “Right, sorry, no narrating secrets, only dirty. Got it.”
I gasped as his fingers moved through my wetness, trying to tell Winter what was happening but honestly not sure if I made sense. A few flicks on my clit with his rough fingers while his hand moved over my ass and I came.
Not a big one, but I did. I finished just like that.
“You really needed that, foxy,” he commented, the question of what was going on implied.
“Later,” I whimpered, wanting more.
