13. Kylie
13
KYLIE
Stunned, I remained frozen on the couch after the guys got up to get a snack. Parker wasn’t supposed to agree to the weirdest plan in history. I never in a million years thought he’d agree to it.
Yet… I hadn’t suggested it just to get Jude and Mason off my case. I really did wish Parker would relax and start to enjoy things he used to. Things that nearly all guys liked. And judging by how hard it was to get to sleep while sexually frustrated the last few nights, I did believe in the ability of an orgasm to help you nod off. But still… he’d actually said yes .
The man who wouldn’t answer until you called his name a half dozen times had said yes to that.
Which meant I’d run out of excuses. It wasn’t like I didn’t want to try the vibrator. I’d had one in college, though it had spent most of its battery-operated life hidden at the back of my underwear drawer. Before that, I didn’t have any way to get something like that. My tiny town of Norris didn’t exactly have any sex shops. And I didn't even have my own credit card to order things online until I went away for school.
My old vibe hadn’t been as nice as the one the guys had bought me. It had been too thick. At first, I thought the surest way to get an orgasm was to insert it, but it was far too wide for that. Then I’d done some reading online and learned more about the female orgasm.
That in itself was frustrating. It seemed like guys were born with the knowledge of how to get themselves off, but I’d had to do research. After that, I tried pressing the tip of the vibrator to my clit, but the stupid thing was too big and blunt, and I ended up throwing it out. The new one, which I hadn’t even taken out of the package, was not that much bigger than a lipstick, and it came to a rounded point that looked like it might get the job done a lot better.
I couldn’t wait to try it, but I’d intended for its first outing to be while I was alone.
I sighed. It had felt good, running my finger through my slit while listening to Jude and Mason stroking themselves, but I didn’t know if I could relax enough to come while we were all in the same room together. While they were listening.
As much as the idea embarrassed the hell out of me, it also was kind of exciting. I’d spent a lot more time thinking about men—and sex—since I moved in here. It was kind of hard not to, with such good-looking men around. And since we shared a room. And since Mason was almost always half naked, at least inside the suite. Plus, there was so much stress from my classes that a good orgasm sounded like a perfect way to turn off my brain for a while.
But could I do it in the same room as them?
Mason seemed to think I could. “Don’t forget to charge up your new little friend,” he said as he sat down at the table with a sandwich and a plate of chips. He’d eaten lunch an hour ago, but he had a big appetite.
Jude had opted for a healthier snack, and he tossed an apple up in the air and caught it again. “I think it has a place for a battery backup, too. There are some in the drawer under the microwave.”
I got to my feet. “Are you guys going to micromanage every aspect of it?”
Mason shoved a handful of chips in his mouth and chewed rapidly before answering. “Might be fun. I like calling the shots in the bedroom.”
“Good luck with that,” I said, though a shiver of anticipation tore through me. I got a soda out of the fridge and then joined the guys at the table.
Jude looked out on the balcony, where Parker had ended up after our talk. “That was smart, saying you wouldn’t do it unless he would.”
I expected Mason to say something sarcastic or sexual or both, but he appeared to agree with Jude. “Yeah… that guy seriously needs some help. Not sure if this is what a pro would have prescribed, but maybe it’ll break him out of the trance he’s been in.”
“I didn’t think he’d actually do it.”
Jude smirked. “We know. But it was still a good idea on the off chance that he would.”
It was so weird to be sitting around, eating snacks, and talking about this. But then again, everything about this living situation was unusual.
For a while, we hung out in companionable silence, snacking and checking our phones. Then Jude threw his apple core across the room and into the waste can. “I’m going to go practice.”
“Can’t you practice here?” His guitar was propped up in the corner of the living room next to a pile of sheet music and a pair of drumsticks for some reason.
He smiled. “I meant piano. There’s a practice room down the hallway—yet more proof that this is the best dorm room ever.” He stood up and surveyed the two of us. “So… tonight we ride?”
Mason laughed. “I wish,” he said, giving me a direct look.
“Tonight we ride, so to speak,” Jude amended. Mason nodded and Jude turned his gaze on me.
“Yes.”
Jude’s grin had a sexy little edge to it. “Looking forward to it.”
I had to admit—I kind of was, too.
I didn’t get a lot of studying done that night. I tried, but I kept thinking about the little pink vibe that was charging next to my bed. And about touching myself with the three guys in the room.
Without discussing it, we all started getting ready for bed a little before midnight. I removed my eye makeup and washed my face, but then I also brushed my hair out as if I was getting ready for a date. And when I slid my sleep shirt over my head, I noticed the way my nipples pressed against the soft cotton. They were definitely hard.
The other bunk was full when I climbed into mine. It felt like Parker and Mason were watching me in the dim light, but I couldn’t be sure because I was too self-conscious to look over at them. Jude shut off the hallway light and then climbed up to his bunk. For a while, all was quiet.
Then Mason’s voice reached me. “If you don’t try out our gift, we’re going to think you don’t like it.”
I was pretty damn sure I was going to like it. “Can you guys start first?”
“Sure,” Jude said, and Mason rolled onto his back.
“Parker, you too.” I didn’t want him to forget that he’d agreed to be a part of this.
The usual, sexy sounds from the upper bunks started up. I rubbed my still hard nipples for a moment before reaching for the vibe. There was a dial at the bottom, and I turned it on to a low setting. The sound was louder than I expected, and I gasped and almost dropped it in my haste to turn it off again. Somewhere in the room, someone chuckled.
This time, I slid the vibe under the covers before I started it up again. The sound wasn’t quite as loud that way. I slid the vibrator down the smooth skin of my stomach and teased the tip of it under the waistband of my panties. The bunk bed was shaking by then, and it turned me on thinking about Jude fisting his cock right above me.
By the time the tip of the vibrator was at my folds, I was breathing harder. I pressed the tip of the vibe into my slit and it glided up and down. Then I moved it up to my clit.
I gasped, shivering with pleasure at the strong sensation.
“Shit, that’s hot,” Mason said, his voice thick with arousal. “Hearing the vibe get muffled… and knowing where it’s headed.”
“And don't forget the gasp,” Jude said. “I could listen to that breathy little gasp all day, Kylie.”
“Don’t stop,” Mason ordered.
I didn’t want to. I eased the tip of the vibe back to my clit and instantly, my breathing was as labored as if I’d just run a race.
“Shit,” Mason said, drawing the word out. I had to admit that it excited me that they liked the way I sounded. I’d certainly enjoyed listening to them before. Then I remembered Parker.
I looked across the space between us, but there was no movement from his bed. He was on his side, facing me. His eyes were open, but I didn’t think they were focused on anything. It was a very familiar expression. “Parker?”
The room grew quieter as Jude and Mason waited for his response. Finally, it came. “I can’t,” he said. “I tried, but… I just can’t.”
“You’ve got to get out of your head, man,” Jude advised. “Try not to think about anything.”
“Fuck that,” Mason muttered. “Focus on Kylie. Listen to her. That shit is hot.”
Something came over me at Mason’s words. It seemed more important than ever to give Parker a way to feel better. “Close your eyes,” I said, looking directly at him. “Close your eyes and just listen.”
After a moment, he did as I asked. Relieved, I pressed the vibrator next to my clit again, but I’d lost some of my momentum when I’d focused on him.
But maybe I knew a way to get back on track and to help Parker out. “It’s daylight,” I said. “I—I mean, a woman, is all alone in the suite. She strips off her clothes and climbs into the lower bunk.”
What the hell was I doing? I sounded like the narrator of a porno. If they even had narrators—I’d never seen one. However, I sensed that the others were listening attentively, so I continued. “She stretches out on the bed on top of her covers. She intends to make the most of her time alone.”
Running the vibe up and down my slit again, I gave an involuntary gasp and wondered if Jude thought it sounded as sexy as the first one. And if Parker did.
“She arches her back as she stretches. Her breasts bob on her chest and she cups them, squeezing them, wishing it were a man touching her. Wishing a man’s hands were all over her body.”
Now I had their attention—all three of them. I could just tell. I didn’t know what to say next, but I knew that this was turning me on, too. I rubbed the tip of the vibe in a circle around my clit again, and suddenly, talking got harder. “She runs her hand up and down her body, teasing herself. She doesn’t even notice that she’s spread her legs. She just knows that her hands feel so damn good on her body.”
I took a few deep breaths and held out against the delicious tension that was building up inside me. “Then she reaches for her vibrator. It’s pink, and small, and she knows just where to put it.”
Mason groaned, and I grinned in the dark as I listened to them work themselves harder. “Don’t stop,” he growled.
“She runs the tip along her slit and is surprised by how wet she is. The vibe glides up and down so easily…” I trailed off as my legs started to tremble. Either the fantasy I was weaving or the vibrator itself was working me into a frenzy. Or maybe it was because I could see the outline of Parker’s hand stroking back and forth under his blanket.
“She’s pressing the vibe against her clit and getting close. Her back arches and she doesn’t even notice at first when the door opens…”
“Holy fuck,” Jude said, sounding breathless.
“And she looks up and sees him, and—and—” My voice trailed off as my muscles tightened. The build-up was so overwhelming that I lost track of what I was saying.
Then Jude’s strong, musical voice took over. “She sees you standing in the door, Parker. You’re back early from class.”
Relief filled me that Jude was taking up the narrative. And that he’d added Parker to the story. Parker was who I’d envisioned standing there in the doorway. And he was the one who needed the most help reaching the finish line.
“She gasps as she sees you, but she doesn’t move the vibe away from her perfect pink slit.”
Oh God, the sensations inside me were about to reach a boiling point.
“She looks you in the eye as her hips grind against the bed. She beckons you closer, and you move toward her as if in a trance.” Jude’s breathing was heavy, but he managed to get the words out. “Kylie looks so fucking hot stretched out on the bed like that. Her face full of pleasure. Her gorgeous legs tensing up.”
Since my body was doing all of that, it took me a moment to realize he’d used my name. The story was no longer about an anonymous woman.
“You can tell she’s getting close. Her legs are shaking. Her moans fill the room and then suddenly—the vibrator stops.”
I gasped as if that had really happened, but no, in real life, it was still buzzing along, pushing me closer and closer to an explosive climax.
“She gasps, such a sexy little sound, and looks at you with pleading eyes. She’s so damn close and desperate for release.” Jude paused, trying to get his voice under control. He sounded close, which turned me on even more. “You climb onto the bed between her legs and longing fills her face. You pluck the vibrator from her grip and toss it across the room. Please, she begs you, her voice needy with lust.”
Oh God, I was so damn close. My hips were bucking off the bed and it was all I could do to keep the little vibe pressed against my clit.
“You push her thighs apart, feeling how smooth and silky her skin is. Then you bury your face between her legs, breathing in the scent of her arousal. Knowing how bad she needs to come—and just how to help her.”
A loud groan filled the room, and then Mason rasped, “Fuck!” The sound of his orgasm almost pushed me over the edge, but I wanted to hold out as long as I could.
“You blow cool air across her flushed pink skin, and she shivers in pleasure,” Jude continued. “Your tongue dips down to lap at her slit, a long lick that makes her moan.”
I did moan then, and I had to ease the vibe back to keep from exploding.
“You do it again as Kylie pants and calls your name. She tries to squeeze her thighs around your head, but you hold them firmly apart. You—” Jude’s voice hitches and then he comes, his sharp cry echoing through the room.
All I wanted to do was succumb to the pleasure, but I wanted Parker to come, too. “You flick your tongue across my clit, and I almost jolt off the bed with pleasure,” I said, my voice ragged and hoarse. “You suck my clit into your mouth and—” I struggled to get the words out. “And then—then you push two long fingers deep inside me and?—”
My hips bolted off the bed as my muscles contracted. I cried out as the pleasure hit hard—so hard it was almost painful. But it was also amazing. Wave after wave of electricity radiated out from my core and my back arched as I gasped and cried out.
My face scrunched up as I rode out the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had. As the sensations faded, aftershocks took over, and I felt a moment of pure bliss that was made even better by the sound of Parker coming, too.
My limbs felt weightless as I sank back into the mattress. My whole body was loose and relaxed. As if all of my tension, and hell, maybe even all of my muscles, had left the building.
Drowsiness overwhelmed me as I struggled to slow my breathing. Then awareness came back to me, and I wondered how the others felt about what had just happened.
Finally, someone spoke. “Well, that worked,” Mason commented, and I chuckled weakly.
“It was one hell of a bedtime story,” I said when I could summon the strength to form the words.
“Yeah,” Jude said, sounding thoughtful now. “Maybe we’ll have to try that again sometime.”
“Yeah, maybe we will.” That was a pleasant idea, but I couldn’t focus on it because sleep was coming for me with the speed of a bullet train. As I turned over, I barely had time to hope that Parker had enjoyed himself before dreams overtook me.