“What do you want to know?”
As I sat up on the counter, Spencer’s lips drifted from my mouth down my neck, teasing my collarbone with light nibbles. “Who started it?”
“...Me. Or, um…” It was hard to sort through the order of events with Spencer’s hands drifting up my shirt. “I tried to kiss her. And then she… put a finger in. And made me smell it, taste it.”
“God…” Spencer groaned. “And how did it taste?”
“Good.” I bit my lip as her deft fingers traced over my nipple.
“I bet it was fucking delicious.” With her free hand, she trailed down my body, rubbing teasing circles over my panties. “What else?”
“Um, she ate me out… and then…”
“Details.” Spencer commanded, a teasing smile painting her lips as she pulled back to look at me. “Only seems fair since you two left me out last night.”
I opened my mouth to retort, but she stole the words from my lungs with a flick over my clit before crushing her lips down onto mine. I melted into her touch, letting her tongue press deep and passionate against my own.
When she pulled away, I could hardly breathe. But she kept those fingers teasing my clit as if nothing had happened. “Tell me how it was.”
“It was perfect,” I panted, tilting my hips harder against her hand. “She laid me on my back and spread my legs and… god I was so wet. She put her tongue inside of me and fucked me with it before… fuck. Before my clit. Before making me come.”
“Oh, Bunny, you sound so pretty when you come. I need to hear it again. Louder.”
My head fell back, a groan tearing through me as she slid my panties to the side and began to play with my wet entrance.
“And then what did she do?”
“She… said it would be a shame to waste my come. So she climbed on top of me with…”
Before I could finish the sentence, Spencer grabbed my wrist, pulling my hand over her crotch. “This?”
The feeling of her bulge made me shudder with excitement. “Fuck, do you really always have that on?”
“On special occasions,” she laughed. “Every day with you feels like one, though.”
My hand wrapped around her cock, stroking to match the pace of her fingers teasing at my entrance. Then she lowered her lips to my ear, her voice breathy and dangerous. “Finish your story.”
“Then, she… fucked me. She sunk inside of me and soaked the strap, touched my… my clit. And hers. She fucked me until I came on it. But… I think she wanted more.”
“I bet she did,” Spencer laughed. “Leo might have you fooled with that nice guy act, but I promise Bunny, she’s a sick fuck. And once you unleash that monster… there’s no chaining her back up.”
“Oh god, Spencer.” I squeezed my eyes shut, rocking my hips to guide her fingers inside of me. “I need you to… fuck, I want to come on your hand.”
Spencer laughed, sinking just a knuckle deep before curling her finger inside of me. “Look at you. You’re a soaking wet mess begging for my fingers on the kitchen counter. What happened to our innocent little straight girl?”
“I’m not innocent.” I growled. “And I’m definitely not straight.”
It was something we’d all known for a while now, but it was the first time I’d said those words aloud. And it felt… freeing.
Despite all of my fears about leading them on or being confused, it was clear now that I liked both of my saviors. But my third captor? I wouldn’t touch the monster that was Dom if she paid me all of her fortune. I didn’t even want to think about it for long.
Still, two for three isn’t bad.
I leaned forward, pulling Spencer in for another deep, chocolatey kiss when a text tone pinged from her pocket. Keeping her lips against mine until the last second, she pulled out her phone, holding it just past my shoulder as she skimmed the message.
Then, with one last kiss, she stepped away from the counter, tucking her dick back into place. “Sorry to cut things short, Bunny, but we’ve gotta bounce.”
“Where are we doing?” I tilted my head, trying to ignore the deep pulsing ache between my legs.
