Bobby licks my nipples, pulling them into his mouth with slow blissful draws. The ache between my legs becomes painful.
“I’m so glad we’re doing this,” Bobby says, stroking my clit with rough certainty. Knowing Doc and Eli are here is like having four extra hands on my skin. Soon my stomach is fizzing, and I can’t take it anymore. “Bobby…?”
“We’re almost there.” He presses his forehead to mine. “You know this won’t change how I see you? You’ll be as precious to me after, as you are now?”
I nod, suddenly shy again.
“And you’ll tell me if it hurts?”
“Yes. I promise I want this.”
“Good.” He kisses my forehead then draws back, shoving down his chinos and briefs. Naked, his ruddy skin and bulging muscles remind me of a Roman soldier. He lies on top of me, skin on skin, and I’m both turned on and painfully aware of how close he is. What if I do it wrong? What if it doesn’t fit?
Then he kisses me and everything blurs. His thick cock presses against my thigh and I wait for him to enter me. To end this stage of my life and begin another. Instead, he cups my hips and expertly turns us, so I’m on top of him. “It’ll be easier this way, baby.”
I brush the dark hair on his chest. His body is as warm and hard as sun-warmed concrete. “Have you been with someone like me before?”
“There’s no one like you, JJ.”
He rolls his hips against me, and the stimulation sends shocks through my oversensitive flower. I gasp. After so much tension, my orgasm is as close as a scarf on my shoulders. “What should I do?”
Bobby grabs my hand and wraps it around his shaft. It feels like a hot baseball bat.
“Here,” he says. “You put me where you need me. Take it at your own pace.”
The moment has arrived, it’s my choice. I didn’t know my choice would be on a dining table with my math tutor while two other men watched, but it’s mine. I guide Bobby’s hard cock to that soaking open place I’ve only ever toyed with. I’m sopping wet and the flared head slides easily inside.
“That’s good,” Bobby says through gritted teeth. “Now push back on me, baby. Slide down my cock.”
I do as he says, my inner walls stretching to accompany him. There’s a flash of pain, then a sweet, almostbrightfeeling. I let the luxurious sensation twist through me as I draw in slow, deliberate breaths. It was different when Doc was inside me in the car. Then my head was blaring and all I wanted was to feel alive. It was like being on Orchard again. This is sober and electric and terrifyingly real. I’m not any kind of virgin anymore. I’m a girl who’s hadsex.
“Does. It.Hurt?” Bobby groans, grasping my hips.
“I… It’s a little strange but it doesn’t hurt.”
He slips another inch inside me, and I clutch his chest. “It’s so deep.”
“You need me to slow down?”
“No.” I rock slowly. “Can I do this?”
Bobby bangs his head back against the table. “You can do whatever you want. Jesus, January, yourpussy.”
My face burns. “Is something wrong?”
“Never.” My sweet math tutor’s lips are twisted into a snarl. “Fuck me, baby. Ride my cock like you own it.”
I grind myself back and forth. Bobby’s pubic bone presses into my clit and a glorious gold feeling blooms between my legs. A sense of fullness, but also ofrightness. Since I’ve come to Velvet House, I’ve been touched in so many ways; been made to touch others; but this is a decision all my own and it’s just… perfect. It was meant to be. Bobby eases inside me and the gold feeling spreads like lava. “I’m going to come,” I tell the dining room.
“Fuck yes,” Doc says. “No going back now, Tits.”
He’s right, I’ll never be a virgin again. The thought sends a flush of happiness through me. I know Eli’s watching. What does he feel? Loss? Regret? Or is he still just angry? I hope he isn’t, because it doesn’t feel like it’s just Bobby inside me. It feels like it’s all of them. Even Adriano. One of them doesn’t work without the others.
Bobby and I fall into a rhythm, rocking against each other like we’ve been doing it our whole lives.
“You’re a natural,” he says, fingers closing around my nipples.
“It reminds me… of riding a horse,” I pant. “The rhythm and the bouncing.”
