Chapter 28 #3
I run a hand into his hair, pulling him closer. “You can cum, Riv, I want you to,” I whisper into the room. Fuck, I don’t know why I say it, I’m not thinking straight, I just want it all when it comes to them. And right now, I’m craving him filling me.
“Don’t fucking cum. She’s not on birth control,” Slater growls, fucking me like he’s going to cum himself, in deep, rough thrusts.
Sweat trickles down my spine. What the fuck? I glare back at Slater. “How the hell do you know that?” I ask, making sure he knows I’m not happy about it.
His scowl darkens, deep lines etching their way onto his forehead. “I told you whatever information you didn’t give me I would find on my own. It’s amazing what you can do with a little internet searching.”
“We both know my medical records aren’t just an internet search away,” I growl back.
River keeps thrusting into me, not affected by the animosity now swirling between me and Slater, and I wonder if he’s going to ignore his mate’s demand and just cum in me anyway. Just to piss Slater off more, I rock over him. “Do it, Riv,” I cry, so ready to fall apart myself.
Slater pulls out of me and gets to his feet. “On your knees,” he demands, grumpy as fuck.
Screw him. I stare back at him, panting like crazy, not sure what to do, but I’m not about to take instructions from him, even if he is a hostile prick. Instead, I turn round and lean over River, taking his cock in my fingers as I smirk up at him all cheeky. “Cum in my mouth instead.”
“Fuck yes, baby.”
“Brat,” Slater growls, sinking his cock deep inside my pussy again from behind. His fingers bite at my hips, and he fucks me like he’s angry, because I’m sure he is.
Well, good, I’m pissed off with him as well.
I lick and suck and jerk River off until he’s cumming, taking great pleasure in watching the bliss on his pretty features. Fuck, he’s gorgeous and even more so like this, with my hands on him, falling apart just for me.
His hands grip into my hair, taking some of the control away from me as he uses my mouth to take what he wants. “Fuck, baby.”
Slater fucks me just as hard from behind, his hold on me rough and uncaring in the best way possible. I’m so close I can’t think straight, and I tumble over the edge, moaning around River’s cock as my pussy convulses. If Slater realizes it, he doesn’t slow down.
River thrusts inside my mouth once more, holding me there with his cock buried deep as thick spurts of liquid fill my mouth.
“Drink it all down,” he moans, sounding like he’s lost control, and man, I hope he has, that I was the one able to take him there.
When he’s done filling my mouth, he loosens his grip on my hair and relaxes back on the recliner.
With a wicked smirk just for him, I lick the tip of his cock, making sure I don’t waste a drop.
I’m sure I’m grinning back at him like a psycho, but he doesn’t seem to mind though, he’s doing the same.
Slater pulls out of me with a grunt, shooting warm wet spurts over my ass and lower back. The asshole covers me in it like it’s moisturizer then pulls me back up to standing with us face to face. His breathing is crazed and just as out of control as mine.
I’m sweaty all over and sticky, my used pussy still thumping from being so stretched.
I glare at Slater, my high fading as reality crashes me back to earth.
I’m a mess, and I need to get the hell out of here, because that might have been all kinds of fun, but I’m not ready to deal with the consequences.
I go to pull away from Slater, there is nothing more to say, but he reefs me back to him, his hand sliding down the side of my face. “So much fucking trouble, aren’t you?”
Something smashes in the kitchen, and my heart kicks up a beat. Fuck… Kasen.
I pull out of Slater’s grip and grab the first item of clothing I find, River’s T-shirt.
Slipping it on, I unlock the door and practically run for my room.
I don’t see Kasen, and I don’t want to. I know I don’t owe him any sort of explanation, but I also don’t want to have to deal with his fucking controlling bullshit right now.
I just screwed two of my childhood best friends.
It was hot and wild, and I’m not sure how I stick around, knowing how intoxicating it felt.
But I don’t have any choice either, so I do the only thing I can, run for my room, and slam the door closed.
I’m in real trouble in so many ways.
Once inside, I try and get my racing heart under control. My body is on fire. Not only that, but my head is a whirlwind of racing thoughts. On the end of my bed is a small pale pink box with white ribbon wrapped around it. My nose scrunches up instantly, not ready for some other surprise today.
When I pop open the box, I find it’s just a cupcake, nothing sinister like it could have been.
One of the cute cookies-and-cream ones from the shop we passed today.
I’m so shocked I just stare at it. Either River or Slater went back and got this for me, and that thought is slightly terrifying because it makes me hate them less.
Makes me smile and want to cry at the same time.
This is the sweet kind of gesture they would have done for me when we were younger.