“Yes,” January sighs.
I can’t help myself. I rut against the mattress. I was hoping I’d be able to make it to my bedroom to jack off. But fuck it, if this is the closest I’ll ever get to January, I might as well come while I eat her out.
“Kiss me,” January whispers and I know she’s talking to both of us. I lap at her slow and steady and feel her come as she and Doc make out. The sound of them kissing goes through me like bullets. I’ve always liked watching, liked threesomes, but something about Doc kissing January while she comes on my face just makes me lose it. I moan into her pussy as liquid pumps out of me.
I keep licking until January pushes my forehead away. I want to crawl up and hold her, but Doc’s already sliding out of the bed. I move out from the blankets the way I came in, blinking in the golden lamplight. I feel disgusting, but you can’t see anything. No one has to know. She looks up at me flushed and so gorgeous it hurts. “Um, thank you, Bobby.”
I can’t talk, I can’t even smile. I can still feel her legs wrapped around me, smell her everywhere.
“Basher’ll do that any time you like, Tesorina.” Doc backs away from the bed. “We’re gonna go before Gretzky shows up with pizza rolls for you.”
January’s smile dims, then she tilts her head to the side. “Do people call you Doc because of the pills?”
“Huh?”
“Your nickname. Is it because you were a drug dealer?”
A beat and then a half smile. “Yeah.”
“I thought so.” Her voice is soft. “I’m not always stupid.”
I reach down, finding her foot through the covers, and give it a gentle squeeze. “You’re never stupid.”
“Bobby…” she mumbles.
Doc catches my eyes and taps his wrist.
I let go of January’s foot. “Bye JJ.”
“No,” she says, all sweet like a little girl.
Doc leans forward and gives her a swift kiss on the forehead. “Sleep, Tesorina.” He jerks his head at me. “Let’s go.”
Back in my wing of Velvet House I strip off and shower. Put on my pajama bottoms, brush my teeth. As I do it, I replay the kiss Doc gave January. Not the mind-bending one while I was going down on her, the fast one on the head as we left.
That kiss worries me. I know I love January and Eli wants her, and Adriano hates her. But as of fifteen minutes ago, I have no idea what my psychotic, chain-smoking, drug-inventing friend feels about her.
Chapter Fourteen
January Whitehall
Bobby is betweenmy legs, licking me softly. I tilt my hips and pleasure washes over me like a wave. I shouldn’t let him do this but it’s so good. His brown eyes find mine, warm and kind. “Touch me, JJ.”
I reach down and brush my fingers through his hair and it becomes long and blond. Doc grins. “You gonna come on my face, Tits?”
“Don’t call me that!”
“Ah relax, littlebella.” Eli is sitting in a chair beside me. He leans forward, brushing a hand over my breasts. “Domenico’s only complimenting you. You have perfect tits.”
The tongue between my legs moves faster, fluttering over my swollen clit. I scream as my orgasm surges closer.
“Stop! Please? Let me go?”
Eli fastens his ruby necklace around my throat. “Too late for that, Pryntsesa.”
I look down and it isn’t Doc licking me, it’s a man with shaggy brown hair with shaved sides. His mouth is hot as steam and he digs at me, deep and hard with his teeth. I try to yell but no sound comes out. He looks at me, green eyes glowing like twin traffic lights. “Come and I’ll kill you.”
He lowers his head and his tongue slicks through me. He’s good at this. Too good. I’m going to come, but then so is death. I need to scream—
