Page 72 of Their Twisted Rules


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“No taking off my swimsuit or yours.” I stand and take my plate to the sink, saying over my shoulder, “Everyone stays covered, and we just enjoy the sunshine and each other’s company.”

“I always enjoy your company, little nympho.” Caden cages me in from behind. His erection presses against my ass.

“Maybe enjoy it a little less, War.” I arch my brow at him over my shoulder.

He chuckles as he backs off. “Fine. We’ll play it your way. Boring as fuck.”

I smile, and we all head downstairs to change into our swimsuits. I close myself in the bathroom to change even though they’ve seen and touched everything I have. If I get naked in front of them, I have a feeling they won’t let me put my swimsuit on, and we’ll spend the afternoon fucking around without actually fucking.

I do enjoy orgasms, but Nico is right. I need to get to know these guys with their clothes on. Spend time with them when they aren’t actively seducing me.

As I leave the bathroom, I hear splashing through the open patio doors. The guys are outside already. I pause in the doorway to watch them for a moment. Luke and Eli have their arms crossed over their bare chests as they watch Nico and Jack wrestle over a beach ball.

I take a breath. While this bikini offers more coverage than most, it still bares a lot. It’s red polka dot with strings holding the bottoms together, and the top is a glorified bra, basically, and barely qualifies. But it covers all the important parts.

“You coming, little nympho?” Caden closes in from behind me. His skin is warm against mine. “Because I’ll be coming picturing you in this bikini later.”

I glance at him over my shoulder. “Want to rub sunscreen on me?”

When I hold up the bottle of lotion, he grins and takes it. His hand lands on my lower back as he guides me outside into the sunshine and over to a lounge chair with a beach towel already spread over it.

He pours some lotion in his hand and caps the sunscreen. I glance over and see Luke heading this way. My breath catches as Caden rubs lotion slowly onto my neck.

“Need some help?” Luke picks up the sunscreen and goes behind me. Soon both men have their hands rubbing sunscreen into my skin, and I can barely breathe. Tingles race below my skin at every touch. Caden’s fingers dip beneath the cups of my bikini top, while Luke’s hands slide beneath the back.

“Sure you want tan lines, princess?” Luke whispers in my ear, while his hands trace down my sides. He tugs on the sides of my bikini bottoms. My breath catches as his hard chest rubs against my back.

“Tan lines are fine.” I swallow the desire welling within me. I’m the one who wants a non-sexual activity. But I also know they’ll do whatever it takes to make me want sex. The problem is, it takes less and less.

I’m not sure if they’ll all want sunscreen too, but I can imagine running my hands over their chests and down their backs.

Luke’s hands slip over my ass beneath my bikini. Caden is doing the same in the front over my hips.

“This would be easier if you took off the suit, little nympho.”

I glare up at Caden. “I don’t need sunscreen on my lady bits, Caden.”

I grab the bottle. “I can get my legs and arms, guys. Your services are no longer required.”

Caden leans in. His lips hover dangerously close to mine. The heat of him overwhelms me. “Fine.”

His lips capture mine, and Luke presses in on me from the back, his hard cock obvious against my ass. I pulse empty.

“We don’t want you to burn, princess.” Luke dips his fingers beneath my top and strokes over my hardened nipples, cupping my breasts.

I whimper into Caden’s mouth. These boys don’t play fair.

They release me as one and back away with smirks. I glare at them for keying me up before I sit on the lounge chair. Ignoring them, I squeeze the sunscreen into my hand. While I work on spreading lotion up my legs, the guys go back to the pool and jump in.

Eli sits next to me.

“Need any help, kitten?” He gestures to the bottle.

“I think the others got me covered.” I blush a little. No sex, find out more about the guys. “Do you know where you’re going to school next year?”

Eli leans back on his hands as he watches me. “I have a few different options. I’m waiting to see where the others land. All of us will get into the right schools. I’d like to stick with my friends if I can.”

Eli trails his fingertip down my back along the string tying my bikini top in place. “How about you?”