Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two
ELLA
Buzzed on beer and the energy of the crowd, I swayed my hips to the rap beat, grinding my ass into Aiden’s erection. His fingers dug into my right hip while Sonny marked the other side. Sandwiched between two gorgeous men, my heart raced. Every inch of my skin pebbled with tiny bumps of arousal.
We’d been joined like this for the past hour, dry-humping each other, our skin slick with sweat. On occasion, we got strange looks. One girl was dumb enough to say something, and Sonny kicked her off his yacht. Not everyone at school was okay with Sonny and Aiden’s bisexuality… or me.
Aiden bent down and flicked his tongue over my earlobe. “Wanna take this party somewhere more private?”
“Yes,” I moaned, desperate to explore with them. “Please.”
Sonny slipped his fingers between mine and pulled me through the crowd in the saloon. People were spread out all over the boat. It was so big you could easily get lost if you didn’t know where to go.
We ran into a group of girls dashing down the hallway, beer bottles in hand. They were still dressed in their cheerleading uniforms, the skirts too short and riding up their asses. From the looks of it, they were doing a cheer routine.
They almost fell into us, and Sonny shouted, “Calm the fuck down before I toss you three overboard.”
The girls stopped to look at him.
A blonde pushed out her big breasts as an offering to Sonny and licked her lips. “Oh, hey. Sorry, Son. My bad. We were just…”
“You were just mellowing out, Kyra,” he replied. “This is my second home, not your cheerleading practice. Do that shit somewhere else.”
She attempted to apologize, opening her mouth to speak, but he spun on his heels and walked in the opposite direction. Aiden and I followed, speeding up to match his pace.
“Did you hook up with her?” I asked out of curiosity.
“Nope.” Sonny snickered. “But I got a blowjob from her boyfriend. She has no idea Scott is gay.”
I was somewhat nervous about tonight. They had so much experience with sex, and I had… none.
“Have you been with a lot of guys?”
Sonny ascended the stairs toward the upper decks, intertwining his fingers with mine. Since the staircase was large enough to fit all of us, Aiden took my other hand. We walked up another flight, where there was almost no noise.
“Define a lot,” Sonny said.
“More than ten.”
“Way more than ten.” He removed a key ring from his pocket and flipped through the keys until he found the correct one. “But I never had sex with any of them if that’s what you really want to know.”
I glanced at Aiden. “How about you?”
He rolled his broad shoulders an inch. “I don’t know. Seven or eight guys. I didn’t keep track. My parents were so strict I fooled around with anyone and whenever I could.”
“What about girls?”
He shrugged. “I don’t know. Like nine or so. Not sure.”
“Have you ever had sex?”
“With girls, yeah.” His eyes dropped to my mouth. “But men, no.”
I looked at Sonny and laughed. “I don’t need to ask you. Everyone at Astor Prep knows you lost your virginity to Whitney Baker.”
He shoved the blond hair away from his eyes and smirked. “Because that bitch told everyone.”
“Hey, at least she had nice things to say about you. It could have been worse.”
“Oh, yeah?” Aiden asked. “What did she say?”
I bit my lip and peeked up at him. “She said his dick is huge… and she bled like crazy when they had sex.”
Would I bleed a lot when I finally lost my virginity? It was different with every girl. Some said there was hardly any. Others bled so much they had to throw out the sheets. I researched online to calm my nerves, but it only freaked me out.
“How about we stop talking about other girls?” Sonny’s right eyebrow turned up at me. “You’re the only woman on my mind tonight.”
“Yeah. I’m just…”
“Nervous,” Aiden said for me, sliding his hand onto my ass. “We know. You talk a lot when you’re mentally freaking out.”
“Well…” We stopped on the top floor in front of a door. “I don’t know what to expect. Were you guys nervous your first time?”
“Yes,” they said in unison.
“It’s normal, Cinders.”
“Totally normal,” Sonny agreed. He unlocked the door and pushed it open for us. “The master suites are on this floor. No one is allowed up here. We’ll have complete privacy all night.”
As we passed a few doors, I wondered what was behind each one. The yacht was a floating hotel. At least ten or fifteen doors were on this floor alone, not including the staterooms below us.
“What about the bleeding part?” I asked them. “I mean… God, this is so embarrassing.” My cheeks were on fire. “You guys must think I’m…”
“Beautiful,” Aiden said before I could finish.
“Sexy,” Sonny added, smacking my ass. “Don’t worry, El. I have plenty of sheets. And I’m not afraid of blood.”
“Neither am I,” Aiden told me, rubbing circles on my back to soothe me. “Remember what I said earlier? This goes as far as you want it, okay?”
“Okay,” I choked out.
At the end of the corridor, Sonny unlocked the double doors and stepped inside. The room was three times the size of my bedroom, which said a lot because I had tons of space.
“Make yourselves at home.” Sonny pointed to the right. “There’s a bar over there.” He nodded to the left. “The kitchen is over there.” He tugged on my hand, guiding me to the right. “The bedroom is over here. Both of your bags are in my closet.”
It was my first sleepover. I wasn’t sure what to bring, so I stuck to a small overnight bag with makeup, a toothbrush, pajamas, and an extra pair of clothes. Of course, Aiden traveled light. He came with the same graffiti backpack he carried every day to school.
Sonny stopped at the bar. “Do you want a drink?”
I shook my head, still buzzing from earlier. For my first time, I needed to be coherent and alert. This was one night I wanted to remember forever.
“Maybe later,” Aiden said. “I’ve already drank half a case of beer.”
“Let me give you the tour.”
Sonny quickly showed us the kitchen, bathrooms, and spare bedrooms and led us to the master bedroom. I could barely breathe as we stepped inside. Flames clawed at my skin, burning me up from the inside out.
Aiden was behind me, his big hand covering my right ass cheek, pushing me toward the bed. It looked like a California king.
Plenty of room for us.
The master suite was decorated in fine art and tasteful colors like the rest of the yacht. You could tell an interior designer carefully curated everything because it lacked Sonny’s personality.
Sonny sat on the edge of the mattress, legs spread and staring up at me. “I want to try something different tonight so it lasts longer and feels better for you. Have you heard of edging?”
His eyes traveled over every inch of my body. As if committing each feature to memory, he raked over my breasts with a greedy look in his eyes and licked his lips. And when Aiden looked at me like a snack, I wanted to lose myself with them.
I was unfamiliar and looked at Aiden.
“I’m familiar with it.”
I was sexually clueless and said, “I’m not.”
“It’s when you engage in sexual stimulation and stop right before you’re about to come,” Sonny explained, patting his thigh with his hand and gesturing for me to come closer. “Then you repeat the process until finally you have the best fucking orgasm of your life.”
I stood between his thighs. “I’ve never had an orgasm before.”
“Never?” Sonny pulled me onto his lap, his hand running up the side of my body until he was cupping my breast. “You’ve never touched yourself?”
“Yes, I’ve done that.”
Aiden sat beside us, leaning in to touch my leg. “But you couldn’t make yourself come?”
I shook my head. “I don’t know how.”
“Tonight is all about experimenting,” Sonny said before dipping his head down to kiss my neck. “We’re going to make you feel so good, El.” His lips traveled upward until he was kissing my lips. “You don’t have to be scared.” Sonny slid his hand between my thighs. “You’re gonna come so hard you pass out.”
Aiden clutched my face, stealing me away from Sonny to shove his tongue into my mouth. As our tongues tangled, my skin tingled everywhere Sonny’s lips touched. I moaned into Aiden’s mouth seconds before Sonny fought for possession. Once again, he kissed me more aggressively than Aiden but with just as much passion.
“We’re going to teach you, pretty girl,” Sonny said as our lips separated. “By the night’s end, you’ll know how to please a man. It will be fun. I promise.” He lifted me off his lap, setting my feet on the hardwood floor. “Take off your panties, El.”
I blinked. “What?”
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his muscular thighs. “You heard me. Take off your panties.”
His husky voice caused my heart rate to speed up, the blood pumping faster through my veins. Sonny never heard the word no. And I wanted to say yes… to everything. I wanted him to teach me what he liked.
So I slowly shoved the black yoga pants down my thighs. His chest rose and fell in anticipation. Aiden was equally excited, reaching into his jeans to fix his erection. They watched me kick off my shoes, both hard and ready for me. Standing before them in black, lacy panties and Sonny’s football jersey, I might as well have been naked.
“Keep going, Cinders,” Aiden said in a rougher tone than usual. “Show us your pretty pussy.”
That was all the encouragement I needed to keep going. Hooking my finger beneath my panties, I slid them down my thighs and stepped out of them.
“Fuck.” Sonny scrubbed a hand across his jaw. “Me.”
“Yeah,” Aiden agreed. “Isn’t our girl perfect?”
Sonny nodded. “So fucking perfect.”
I was practically glowing from their praise. Most of the nerves settled down despite my nakedness. Feeling brave, I decided to go all the way. Because Sonny’s jersey was so big on me, I had to roll it up and knot it, exposing some of my stomach. So I started working on the tied fabric, but Sonny stopped me.
“No, keep that on… for now.” Sonny extended his hand and wiggled his fingers. “Give me your panties.”
“You got a panty fetish I need to know about?” Aiden asked, smirking.
Sonny stared into his eyes, rolling his tongue over Aiden’s bottom lip. “I want a souvenir from both of you.”
“You are so fucking weird, Pretty Boy.” Aiden shook his head. “Only serial killers keep trophies.”
“You have no idea how weird I am, Sunshine. But you’re about to find out.” His gaze moved to me. “Both of you will.”
I fished my panties from the floor and handed them to Sonny. “For your collection.”
“I don’t have one yet,” he said with a cute smile. “But I’m starting one tonight.”
“What are you going to do with my panties?”
Sonny sniffed them and grunted. “Think of you while I jerk off.” He tossed my panties onto the bedside table, his dick so big and hard it poked a hole in his pants. “You look fuck-hot in my jersey, baby.” He grabbed himself, licking his lips. “Do me a favor and bend over and touch your toes?”
Despite the nerves commanding control of my body, I followed his request. My hair hung in my face, brushing the floor.
“Turn around, El. We can’t see you.”
I spun around and touched my toes, my ass in the air and pussy on display for them.
“I’m glad I jerked off earlier,” Sonny mumbled to Aiden.
“Yeah,” he grunted. “Me too.”
“Can you hold that position for a few minutes, El?”
“Um. Yeah, I guess. I did gymnastics when I was a kid.”
“A gymnast?” Sonny said this with enthusiasm. “You chose well, Sunshine. This is going to be fun.”
I heard one of them get off the bed and kneel behind me. A second later, a thumb ran along my soaking wet slit, spreading me open.
“You’re so wet for us, El.” Sonny shoved his face between my thighs and breathed deeply through his nose. “Fuck, you smell so sweet.”
He pried my ass cheeks apart and replaced his thumb with his tongue. Electricity skated up my arms and legs, spreading to my toes. I felt numb all over, overwhelmed by this amazing sensation.
“Oh God,” I moaned.
Sonny palmed my cheek, rubbing in a circular motion seconds before he smacked my ass.
“Ow,” I squealed. “Sonny.”
“Shh,” he said against my pussy lips. “Good girls who want orgasms don’t complain.”
He moved between my legs and got on his back, licking me from the front while Aiden fingered me from behind, straddling Sonny’s thighs.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” I shook so severely that Aiden had to grip my arm to keep me in this position. “Oh God. I’m going to…”
I was on the verge of an orgasm, the closest I had ever come, and then Sonny did something unexpected.
He stopped licking me.
Aiden withdrew his fingers from my pussy. And with the loss of their hands and tongues, my legs trembled. It took every ounce of strength to stay in this awkward position, but my legs finally gave out.
Aiden hooked his arm around me, pulling me onto the floor, and moved me between his thighs. “That’s edging.”
“Oh.” I leaned back on his chest, struggling to catch my breath and slightly dizzy. “Well… I want to come.”
“You will.” Sonny crawled between my thighs and gripped my hips, pulling me toward him. “That much I can promise. But we’re going to deny you a few orgasms before you get there.”
“What about you?” I whispered as he kissed my inner thigh. “You don’t get to come unless I do.”
Aiden slid his hand beneath the jersey and massaged my breasts, the pads of his thumbs rolling over my nipples. “Not yet. That’s part of the fun, baby.”
Sonny lifted his head, his lips glistening with my juices, and our eyes met. “On to the next lesson.” He moved me to Aiden’s right, each of us taking a side. “I’m going to show you how to suck cock.”