“Basically, no hanky panky in any areas where Ben is or will be.”
Charlie snorts. “That can’t be the rule.”
I grin at her. “Okay, no. It’s more like we all agreed not to do any type of sexual stuff in the common areas of the house. But Ben is the only one who enforces that rule.”
Charlie twirls a piece of her chocolate hair around her finger. “We’re gonna break that rule, aren’t we?”
I laugh. “You bet your ass we are. Repeatedly, if I have anything to do with it.”
I would break all the rules just to see the look on Charlie’s face that she has right now. Her hazel eyes light up at the prospect and her mouth curves into a mischievous grin. She laughs and fuck me if it isn’t the best thing I’ve ever heard.
“Okay, so what’s my present?”
I smirk. “I’ll grab it. You sit down and pull your pants down to your ankles.”
Charlie looks confused. I walk towards my closet, pulling down the little black bag from the shelf on top. When I turn back around, Charlie is sitting on the edge of my bed and her leggings are pushed down towards her feet. My pants get a little tighter involuntarily. I love a good girl who can follow directions. She eyes the bag in my hands, and I pull out the panty vibe that I bought for her yesterday after I left her place and hold it out to her.
“I thought we could play a little bit during the movie.”
Charlie takes the toy and inspects it. “I’ve never really used anything like this.”
I sit beside her and pull the remote for the toy out of the bag as well. “All you have to do is wear it. If you’re interested, of course,” I say while showing her the remote.
“Hell yeah, I’m interested!” Charlie’s enthusiasm is a huge turn-on. She’s fucking perfect.
She passes the toy back to me, a huge grin on her face. “Show me.”
Chapter 25
Charlie
Andy and I return to the living room after he put the toy in place for me. I have fantasized about doing something like this with a guy before and I am already so turned on it’s insane. He hasn’t even turned the freaking thing on yet.
I pick the middle spot on the couch between Andy and Max. Ben has moved to a recliner off to the side and is already munching on some pizza. He’s chosen an action movie, which is just fine with me. Something tells me I’m not going to be paying that much attention anyways.
Max hands me a plate with a couple slices of pizza. “Your favourite, right?”
“Yeah, how did you know?”
“You mentioned it at work once,” Max answers with a shrug, grabbing his own plate and sitting back on the couch.
I lean back and get comfy too. He would remember my favourite pizza after me just casually mentioning it one time. Max is such a good guy. I look over at Andy, who has also relaxed back into the couch and just smirks at me while he sips his beer. That tiny little remote is no where in sight.
Ben gets up and flicks the lights off, leaving us with only the glow from the tv and the faint light from the windows on the far wall. It’s getting darker so much earlier now. Usually that thought really bums me out, but I can’t find it in me to care while I’m sitting between these two handsome men.
“Alright let’s do this,” Ben grumbles, flopping back into his chair and pressing play on the movie.
I make it through three pieces of pizza and am on my secondbeer before Andy even so much as shuffles in his seat. The anticipation is killing me. I’m not sure where he put the remote before we came downstairs. Max has his arm wrapped around my shoulder, but it might as well be a live wire for how wound up I am.
I look over at Andy, and this motherfucker just winks at me. He stands quietly and tiptoes away, so he doesn’t wake the now snoozing Ben. I watch him go upstairs and briefly wonder if I should follow him before he returns, holding a blanket. Without a word, he drapes it over both of us and pulls me out of Max’s arm to lay against his chest.
Max just shakes his head, amused. He grabs my feet and pulls them into his lap, massaging them gently. I settle in against Andy as he adjusts the blanket to be mostly over me. I almost forget about the toy, revelling in the sweetness of this moment with these two incredible humans when I catch the glint of that little remote in Andy’s hand. He clicks a button, and a single solitary buzz brings all my attention back to the toy that’s pressed right up against my clit.
He clicks the button three more times, a light but constant vibration starts, and I gasp. I feel Andy’s chuckle rumble in his chest, and I peek over at Max who is looking between the two of us, confused. After a moment, he shrugs and goes back to rubbing my feet while watching the movie and I’m left with this persistent buzzing between my thighs.
I try to stay still, I really do. But it’s impossible. I’m squirming, shifting, trying to chase a release that Andy is clearly not going to let me have. Every time I get even a little bit close, he clicks the remote again and turns the freaking thing off. Not to be dramatic, but if I don’t come soon I might die.
Andy is clearly enjoying himself. His eyes stay on the screen, but that shit-eating grin on his face is telling a completely different story. I slide a hand to his crotch, and yep, he’s rock hard. Well, at least he isn’t completely unaffected and is experiencing at least a fraction of the torture that he is putting me through.
