Page 56 of Addicted to You


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I scan Travis’s face. He stares intently at me. He doesn’t look jealous at all. He’s never acted jealous, but we’ve never done anything like this either. We’ve shared stories, though. I know he’s had threesomes before. I haven’t. I’m not against them, I just never found the right opportunity.

“Are you sure this is ok?” Liam asks warily, eyes darting between Travis and me.

“Yes,” we say together.

Liam dips his head, poking his tongue out and carefully licking between my breasts. My hands dig into the counter behind me as pleasure ignites inside me. My eyes stay pinned to Travis as Liam licks ice cream from my chest, dragging his tongue up and down a few laps, then pressing a few light kisses to my neck that have me biting my lip and clenching my thighs.

Travis leans in, whispering in my ear, “Are you wet yet?” I whimper and he grins, shoving Liam out of the kitchen. “Ellie, on the bed. Pants off.”

I stumble, trying to move quickly. I don’t even question his instructions.

“Glad to see you weren’t lying and can still get it up,” hesays to Liam, whose erection is painfully obvious now. But so is Travis’s, and he’s not ashamed. He starts stroking himself over his shorts as I climb on the bed and strip my pants off, leaving myself in a red thong and my sweater.

“Fuck, you’re so bad, Ellie. Soaked already. Ruined your pretty little underwear, didn’t you? Take them off, let us see that beautiful pussy.”

My hands go to the waistband of my thong, and I peek at Liam, wanting to make sure he’s not about to run for the hills. He’s staring right at the wet spot Travis was talking about, desire pouring from his gaze. I shove the fabric off my hips and toss the thong at Travis. He catches it easily and licks the material right where my arousal was soaking through.Oh God.

My fists grip the sheets as my body squirms impatiently, and he chuckles. “Don’t worry. Liam’s going to take care of you. Do you want that? You wanna come for him while I watch?”

“Oh, fuck,” I pant. “Yes.”

“You wanna make her feel good, Liam?”

Liam’s throat bobs with a hard swallow. I wonder if he’s going to back out, but he nods, squeezing himself over his shorts, locking eyes with me.

My head rolls back, my thighs shaking in anticipation. I know this is a bad idea. My brain is still a little hazy from the alcohol. Not enough to cloud my judgment, I want this, but I also want an excuse when I wake up tomorrow and can’t look anyone in the eye ever again.

Travis glances over at my nightstand. He knows what I keep there now. “Liam, in the drawer.”

I sit up, about to argue. There’s a new toy waiting in there, and I haven’t had a chance to tell him yet. I haven’t used it. I was waiting for him.

“Uh…” Liam trails off, and Travis steps up, looking into the drawer where a shiny new dildo awaits, along with my trusty bullet vibrator.

“Well, what do we have here?” Travis pulls out the fake pink penis. It’s a modest one with ridges, and I wondered if they’d feel anything like his piercings. “Were you going to use this?” he asks, raspiness in his voice.

I hear the underlying question he won’t ask with Liam here. Was I going to use it without him?

No.I blink twice, trying to test his mind-reading ability, and he gives me a slight nod.

“You want Liam to use it on you?” My mouth opens, but he slaps the dick in Liam’s palm. “Ever used one of these before?”

“What? No!”

“I meant on a girl.”

Liam winces, seeming embarrassed.

“It’s ok. I’ll tell you what to do,” Travis assures him, patting the bed. I scoot down, spreading my legs for them. “You gotta make sure she’s nice and wet first.”

Liam stares blankly at him. Travis grabs Liam’s wrist, leading him between my thighs. Their hands move in a circular motion, gathering my arousal, coating the dildo in it.

“Not wet enough,” Travis muses. I’m definitely wet enough, but I stay quiet. He undoes his shorts, nodding to Liam to do the same, and he obliges. I watch as they pull themselves free. My eyes snap to Liam, not expecting him to be so…thick.It’s always the quiet ones.

My mouth goes dry as they stroke their cocks.

“This turning you on?” Travis stares down at me, pumping his cock lazily.

I nod. My heart is pounding in my chest, all the way down to my clit.