Chapter 10 #2
Felix swallows, his eyebrows inching above his glasses. “We agreed that since it would be your first time for a lot of this stuff, it’d be better to go slow. We don’t want to make you feel … used, or like we don’t care about you, or anything.”
“Or overwhelmed,” adds Elliot.
“Besides, you should enjoy the experiences,” says Sebastian, sliding a hand across my thigh so his fingers rest very close to the spot that begins to dampen at his touch. “Which will be easier if we don’t rush through it all.”
“I would enjoy this a lot more if it weren’t so stressful.” I sweep my hair into a ponytail again, making sure there are no bumps before looping the elastic around it.
“This shouldn’t be stressful, it should be fun,” says Felix, tugging me closer and pulling me onto his lap so I’m straddling him. “We can help you relax.”
He cups the back of my neck and pulls me down for a kiss.
It’s not polite or sweet like when we’ve said goodnight outside my dorm.
This kiss takes the promise from the last one and makes good on it.
It’s slow, deep, and I can feel something more simmering under the surface, but Felix isn’t letting it through yet.
His lips part against mine, his tongue asking for more, and I open up, letting him explore.
It’s not that I’ve never been kissed before.
I’m not exactly experienced with it, but those goodnight kisses the other day weren’t my first time kissing a boy.
But none of the kisses I’ve had prior to this could have prepared me for the swooping sensation in my belly, the feeling of being off-balance that makes my fingers clutch Felix’s shirt to stay upright.
I had no idea a kiss could make a person feel this way.
I feel hands settle on my waist, pressing me down against Felix’s lap. “Lower your hips more,” says Sebastian. “Sit your whole weight on him. See how much you affect us and our bodies? Nothing here is stressful. You’re wanted. We all want you.”
Felix shifts his hips and I can feel him hardening beneath me even through our layers of clothes.
It’s kind of exciting that I’m making that happen, that his body is responding to me.
I grind my hips against his, testing, and he groans, his fingers pressing into my nape as he deepens the kiss even more.
“That’s with one guy,” says Lukas, gripping my ponytail and pulling gently to break my kiss with Felix. “Now feel what it’s like to grind down on Felix’s cock while kissing someone else.”
He catches my lips in a sweet kiss, coaxing them to open for him as Felix’s hands wrap around my waist and guide me, dragging me forward and back so I can feel the pressure of his hardening cock sliding along the front of my jeans.
I’m the one who takes the kiss deeper with Lukas. I don’t even mean to do it, it just happens. I’m gripping Felix’s shirt with one hand and Lukas’s with the other, as though I’m worried one or both of them will disappear if I don’t hold on tight.
“My turn,” says Sebastian, sliding me off of Felix’s lap and onto his. “Show me what Felix just taught you.”
A bubble of need has been building up in my chest, and my entire body feels electric in a way that I’ve never experienced. So there’s no hesitation on my part as I grind my weight down on Sebastian’s lap and start rolling my hips exactly the way Felix just taught me.
Sebastian doesn’t let me catch his lips with mine, though. Instead, he presses them to my jaw, feathering kisses along my skin in a way that feels good, but isn’t enough.
“You can now check dry humping off your list, and from the looks of my friends, you’ve done a very good job,” says Elliot.
His voice is husky, like I’ve never heard it before, and I feel dizzy with the knowledge that it’s because he wants me.
“And good students get rewarded. Would you like your reward?”
All of my focus is on the pressure building between my legs as I grip Sebastian’s shoulders to steady me as I move against him, so all I can do is murmur, “Mm-hmm.”
“You can stop me at any time. You’re in charge here,” says Elliot, coming to kneel behind me.
Elliot reaches around me to undo the button and zipper on my jeans. I suck in a breath as his palm slides under the hem of my shirt, along my stomach, and his fingers reach inside the denim to cup me.
“An excellent student and a very good girl,” says Elliot. “You’re so wet for us.”
He rubs all four of his fingers over the front of my damp panties, emphasizing his words.
I lean back against him, thrusting my hips against his fingers, silently begging for more. I’ve never had a boy touch me there before, and I definitely never imagined it would happen while I simulate a sex act on top of a second guy while two of their friends watch from beside us on the sofa.
“Are you ready to check off another item on your list?” asks Elliot, moving aside my panties until he is sliding a single finger along the seam of my pussy.
“Yes.” I gasp out the word. I take back every thought I ever had about the list being stupid. It’s not stupid, it’s perfect. It’s genius. Who knew checking items off a list could be so sexy? Especially with the way I’m staring into Sebastian’s hooded eyes, and can’t see Elliot at all.
Elliot circles his finger around my entrance, and I bite my lip to not cry out. I’m so close, I don’t know why he’s teasing me. Especially as his thumb brushes across my sensitive clit, causing my hips to buck and allow his finger to slip into my entrance.
“So eager to begin, I see.” Elliot leans down to whisper in my ear, but he doesn’t let his finger retreat. If anything, he presses it in deeper. To his friends, he adds, “Rebecca here is desperate to continue. She wants to race through this list, but I’m not sure we should let her.”
He pulls his finger back, withdrawing almost completely, and my hips follow him of their own accord. I nearly whimper at the thought of Elliot and his friends taking me this far and then not following through with their promises of pleasure.
“No, we should make the list last the whole semester at least,” says Lukas, a wicked grin on his lips.
“We could calculate the number of weeks and then divide the list by that number,” says Felix, brushing the backs of his knuckles along my cheek.
I lean into his touch even as the lower half of my body squirms against Elliot’s hand, seeking more contact.
“Taking into consideration the number of steps each list item could also be broken down into,” Lukas agrees, nodding.
“Fair,” I say, panting as I reach out to rest a hand against Sebastian’s chest, right over his heart. “Be fair, now.”
“That’s true. Fair is fair.” Sebastian rubs his thumb along the inside seam of my jeans on my thigh. Such a simple touch shouldn’t do anything for me, but I’m in such a heightened state of arousal that even that small movement lights a fire under my skin. “We should at least let her come tonight.”
“True. We don’t want to be rude hosts on her first overnight in our home,” agrees Elliot, adding a second finger alongside the first and pressing gently into me.
“Yes.” I barely register the conversation around me, with my entire focus on Elliot’s fingers, but I’m aware at least that it’s in my favor.
Elliot works his fingers in and out of my throbbing pussy as his thumb does something magical to my clit. My breath comes quicker and my eyes begin to roll back in my head as he applies a little more pressure.
My other hand comes up to join the first, gripping Sebastian’s shirt.
If I let go right now, I’m certain I would fall over to the side, right into Felix’s lap.
As soon as Elliot curls both of his fingers inside of me, pressing the heel of his palm against my clit, I gasp and lean forward to hide my face in Sebastian’s sweater as my orgasm rips through me.
I knew from watching Elliot play with his cubes that his fingers were dexterous, but I didn’t fully understand the benefits of all that play until right this moment.
“Good girl.” Elliot kisses the back of my neck as he eases his fingers out of my still-fluttering pussy.
All I can do is lay there against Sebastian’s chest and let the tingling settle over my entire body.
I feel so relaxed right now. We could lay here and watch several episodes of their space show and I wouldn’t even mind.
It wouldn’t even matter that I can’t see the television from my current comfy position.
“Not bad,” says Lukas. “But I could do it faster.”
“You really think so?” asks Elliot, rising to his challenge.
“It’s simply a matter of finding the right patterns. Instead of aligning the colors, you have to monitor her breathing to measure her reactions,” says Lukas, confident in his assessment.
“Prove it,” dares Elliot.
“Oh, I will.” Lukas moves to sit next to Sebastian, then wraps his arms around me and lifts me onto his lap, turning me so my back rests against his chest.
Elliot is standing next to the sofa, looking pretty proud of himself. I glance down to the bulge tenting his pants, and think that maybe I should feel a little proud of myself too. And I will, as soon as I’m done floating on this little bit of heaven that’s still hovering around in my veins.
“Think you can take one more?” asks Lukas, rubbing his wide hands up and down my sides reassuringly, letting my shirt lift a little and then settle back down with each change of direction.
“Mm-hmm.” This is so relaxing, laying here and feeling Lukas’s confident hands on me. I’d probably agree to just about anything right now.
This time when Lukas’s hands make their way back down my body, he slides one into my pants and immediately slips two fingers right into my pussy.
Thank goodness I’m so relaxed because I can feel the stretch of taking two fingers at once again so soon.
I’ll probably be sore later, but right now it feels good, and that’s all I care about.