“Hi!” I wave my hand around and then go silent.
“You okay?” Kit asks and then peers at Jax from the corner of his eye. “I think…um, do you think Bane is upset?”
Jax stares at me, and I jut my lower lip out. I’m not upset in the slightest, but maybe if they think I am, they’ll touch again. I do like watching them do that.
“Oh, yes. I amverysad,” I say dramatically and sign at the same time, so Jake is not left out.
“Shit. Well, can we do anything to cheer you up?” Kit asks, his cheeks flushing. “Name it and we’ll do it. Within reason.”
I make sure to interpret that so Jake can follow along. While he is very good at reading lips, it’s not always accurate, and if I can make communication easier for him, I should. It’s the decent thing to do.
“Well, I think some more touching would be nice. Maybe under the shirt, and you know, if you want to take your dicks out and stroke them, you should.”
Jax runs a hand over his face and turns to look at Kit. “I guess we could, you know, to make Bane feel better.”
I make sure to sniffle really loudly so they can hear how distressed I am.
Jake nudges me as Kit and Jax turn to face each other, and he grins.
“You’re clever,”he tells me.
“I am,”I sign.
I turn back and see Kit standing there while Jax slowly lifts his shirt up, exposing his built chest and happy trail.
I shift on my feet, and Jake nudges me again.“They gay?”
“I don’t know. They deny it, but I think they like each other.”
“Well, they look at each other like they do.”
Angel shifts his eyes from his flower bulbs to Kit and Jax before smiling and turning back to his work. Jake and I watch it all, though. I can’t peel my eyes away from them, the way their eyelids flutter as they touch. Their hands disappear under each other’s shirts, dragging against skin, making their lips part in winded breaths.
I’m getting hard just watching it. I mean, I’ve been hard for ages. Ever since last night—Georgiy, his chest, the way he tasted, the way he felt against my lips and palms.
I touch my dick, rubbing my hand along it, trying to ease the ache between my legs.
I want Georgiy to show up and command me to come. I’d do it too.
Kit groans, and Jax tweaks his nipples, his hips shifting forward as if looking for friction.
Oh, my.Push him against the tree and suck him off, I think as I push my waistband down and drag my hand down my bare cock. Maybe Georgiy will find me here. Maybe he’ll punish me for being a bad boy.
The thought of him possessing me makes me hornier than I already am.
My hand moves more aggressively against my stiff length, and Jax and Kit have no clue I’m doing this. But Jake does. He smirks and nods at me.“Want me to suck your dick?”he signs.
I stare at him, contemplating it. I don’t think Georgiy would like it. I think that would make him very mad. Should I continue to punish him, or do I forgive him for how rude he was earlier?
I did touch that sexy chest, and he wore me around all morning.
A moan slips out of me, and as if conjuring him, Georgiy is suddenly right beside me.
“Put your dick away,” he growls into my ear, and I gasp, my cock jerking and spurting cum from the tip. I stroke myself through it, my orgasm powerful and overwhelming. Just hearing him talk has the power to make me explode. Like a wily volcano.
Georgiy stares at me as I look up at him sheepishly. “Oopsie.”
His hand lands on the back of my neck, and he pushes me along. Kit and Jax have stopped touching now that they’ve been interrupted, so I just wave to them as Georgiy moves me away from everyone and farther into the woods.
