Stop thinking about that.
But once I start, I can’t stop. It’s all I can think about suddenly. The way Alec touched me that night, the things he said to me. How his fingers felt inside me.
I press the heels of my hands against my eyes, willing myself to forget about them.
Seeing Ashton the other day reminded me of how much I still want them. Both of them. After he’d left, it had been impossible not to remember what it had felt like to kiss him (heavenly). Or how he’d looked naked (criminally mouthwatering). Or how he’d used those toys on me, and?—
Toys.
I drop my hands from my face and creep to the edge of my mattress, poking my head over the side. The box of toys Alec bought for me is shoved underneath, untouched since the night Ashton and I…
My thighs clench involuntarily, remembering it, and before I know it, I’m pulling the box out from under my bed and placing it next to me.
I never really got a chance to look at them all individually. I take my time going through them this time, picking through the ones that look more user-friendly and leaving the rest untouched. But my fingers pause on the vibrator Ashton used on me, the one I thought was too big at first.
I trail my fingers over it, licking my lips. I can feel my pulse throbbing between my legs, remembering how he’d fucked me with it. How he’d slipped the head of his cock between my lips at the same time, teasing me with his tip.
The memory of him praising me while he fucked me with his tongue has me lying back on my bed and spreading my legs. The guttural way he’d sworn—voice raspy and hungry, like I was giving him everything he’d ever needed—has me gripping the toy and switching it on.
There are so many settings. I flip through a few of them, perplexed by some (I’ll call this oneslow-motion morse code), horrified by others (this one will forever be known asjackhammer turned up to 11), until I find a soft buzz that feels…right.
Don’t think about them, I tell myself, sliding the toy under the fabric of my underwear, and closing my eyes.
Don’t think about how good it felt to have Ashton’s cock in your mouth. How much you’d liked it when he slipped it deep into your throat. The way he’d looked at you when you swallowed for him. The taste of him on your tongue.
Don’t think about the way Alec’s hand felt around your neck. How far he’d pushed himself inside you when he came, and how you felt every twitch.
Don’t think about Seb on his knees, looking up at you, tongue flat against your clit. Don’t think about?—
“Fuck!”
I pull the toy away and fling it away from me, furious and unsatisfied, panting for breath. I can’t do it. I can’tnotthink about them.
Clenching my teeth together tightly, I shove everything back into the box and slam the lid down. I push it back under my bed with more force than necessary, and pick up my book again, determined to distract myself with a good, smutty story.
But when I finally fall asleep, over an hour later, I’ve barely made it past the first page.
It starts slowly.Someone is touching me. Warm, rough hands moving up my sides and encircling my ribs. A thumb rubsagainst the base of my breast, almost like he’s asking for permission.
I moan, desperate for more, and arch my back in answer. I’m naked. Uninhibited. And I need those hands to keep touching me more than I’ve needed anything before.
A mouth against my nipple, hot and demanding. A touch of teeth. Then the mouth is moving higher, kissing and biting up my chest and neck. A tongue slides over my jaw.
“Who do you belong to, darling?” Alec’s voice asks, his breath a hiss against the shell of my ear.
“You,” I gasp. His hand envelops my breast, thumb flicking over my hard nipple.
He’s naked, too, I realize, when I feel the head of his cock nudge against my entrance. I spread my legs wider, rolling my hips to help guide him inside me. When he enters me, it’s like the planets have realigned, like the universe has changed course.
We fit together in a way that’s too perfect to be explained.
“Just him?” another voice asks. Familiar.
Ashton’s hands are softer than Alec’s, more gentle. And I can feel him behind me, suddenly, his chest against my back.
Alec’s cock moves slowly inside me with deep, purposeful thrusts. It’s just what I need, just what I’ve been craving, and it only gets better when Ashton tilts my head to the side to kiss me, tongue dancing with mine as his hands roam over my body.
More. I need more.
