Thunder boomed so close it felt like it landed inside the van instead of above it, a deep, rolling crack that rattled the stacked amps and sent a shiver through the floor. For a second,everything went still, like the storm itself was holding its breath with us.
I caught my reflection in a stand-mirror leaning against the wall. My hair was a mess, my skin flushed, my eyes bright in a way I barely recognized. Somewhere between Cash’s quiet control and Milo’s reckless commands, I’d become a different version of myself, a woman who unashamedly did what she wanted. Joining a rock band on a tour. Fucking three of its members.
“Jesus, that’s hot,” Milo said, breathless. “Are you ready to dial it up a bit?”
“Yes,” Cash and I said at the same time.
“I’m not sure if you can handle what I have in mind…”
“Yes I can.” The words poured out of me without warning. “I can handle it. I want to try.”
Milo went to his discarded pants and pulled something out of the pocket. “Cash, catch.”
A small tube of something liquid flew through the air. Cash snatched it before I could see what it was.
“My final command.” Milo’s gaze met mine, and he smiled. “Cash. Lube up and tease her ass.”
42
Roxie
My heart skipped a beat, fear twisting with curiosity.
My ass.
Had Violet told them about the conversation we had? It seemed too coincidental. The thought scared me, but in the context of the game, and wanting to try new things with them, along with something filthy and forbidden…
“Yes,” I said, even though Milo hadn’t asked permission. “Please.”
“Cash, go slow at first,” Milo said. “A finger or two first to warm her up. Then just the tip. Let her see how that feels. I promise we’ll make it worth it, Rox.”
My entire body came alive as Cash squeezed a generous amount of lube onto his cock, then added some to my tight hole. His fingers worked it in, one, then two, scissoring gently, preparing me. It was different, and I still felt apprehensive, but I trusted these men more than I realized. I felt safe with them in a way that made me want to tryanything.
“Relax,” Cash breathed. Barely more than a whisper. “Just relax. I’ve got you.”
He positioned the head of his cock at my entrance, pressing slow, insistent. Then his crown slipped inside, aided by the lube, and I gasped at the pressure. My first instinct was that this was a mistake, that I couldn’t do this, that it would hurt more and I would be embarrassed
But Cash’s hand slid down my spine, caressing me, settling on my hip. Holding me steady in a way that made me relax.
“There you are,” he gritted out.
“How’s she feel?” Milo asked.
“Tight,” he replied. “Amazing.”
Milo’s gaze cut over to mine. “Think you can handle more?”
I bit my lip, but nodded.
“Do it,” Milo ordered. “Start fucking her in the ass.”
His words electrified me like the lightning outside. Thunder crashed as he pushed deeper. Just an inch at first, but a little more with each push. The fullness was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Intense, invasive.
But underneath that, it was good. A different kind of pleasure. Indirect, but intense.
“Breathe, Rox,” Milo coached, kneeling beside me and brushing a hair from my face. “Let him in.”
And then Milo’s fingers slid up underneath me, between my legs, pressing against my swollen clit. In an instant, the discomfort faded and the pleasure began to climb.Fast.
