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I shook my head at myself, and then went back into my own room. I couldn’t get the image of catching her, her fingers against the front of her panties, her other hand pushed up her t-shirt and fondling her breast, out of my head. I lifted my hand to my nose and inhaled the scent of her, and then, without even thinking, I slipped those fingers into my mouth.

Instantly, blood rushed to my cock. I knew there was no chance I’d sleep tonight unless I had some satisfaction. It was killing me that there was only a matter of a few walls between me and her soft, wet pussy. I wondered what it would be like if the roles were switched around and it was Ryan and Kodee watching me and Rue together, and them getting off on it. I knew I was dreaming—they’d be more likely to punch me and drag me off her—but it was a fantasy, and I could imagine whatever the hell I wanted in my own fantasy, dammit.

I pushed off my sweatpants as I headed to my bed. I wasn’t wearing any underwear, so immediately my cock sprang out in front of me. I wrapped my fingers around its girth and squeezed, my eyes rolling at the pleasure. Throwing myself down onto my back on the bed, I leaned to one side and opened the bedside drawer. I had a good selection of items in there—from restraints to butt plugs—but my fingers closed around one of the bottles of lube. I flicked open the cap and dribbled a good amount onto my dick, sucking in air over my teeth as the cold liquid hit my sensitive skin. My body heat warmed it, and I used my palm to smear the lube up and down my length. I stopped at the top to thumb my slit, applying a little extra pressure to the sensitive spot before sliding my palm back down to the root.

That felt good.

I kept going, the lubed circle of my fist applying just the right amount of pressure. There was one positive to having to do this myself, and that was knowing exactly how I liked it. Of course, nothing beat another person’s hole—whether that was ass, mouth, or pussy—but I could still get myself off pretty well. It was one of the benefits of being with the guys, too. They also knew how to handle a dick.

But my mind wasn’t on the men right now.

In my mind, Rue had sneaked back out of Kodee’s room and was standing in the doorway, watching me touch myself. If the others were there as well, how would they take her? Ryan always liked to be bottom, but maybe he’d be happy to get his dick sucked by Rue while Kodee fucked him?

I groaned, my hips lifting off the bed at the thought. They’d never mentioned bringing a girl into our little group, but one had just been handed to us, and she clearly had no problem at all with a bit of guy-on-guy action. And she had three holes, and there were three of us. It felt like a jigsaw puzzle with all the pieces slotting together perfectly.

I imagined fucking Rue, while Kodee was fucking Ryan, and Rue’s mouth was wrapped around Ryan’s cock. I could see myself kissing Kodee over the top of them, all of us just a mixture of slapping flesh, and groans, and hands and mouths and holes.

My climax hit, and my ass clenched, my balls pulling into my body. Hot semen spurted from the end of my cock, raining down on my stomach. It spurted—once, twice—and then I slumped onto the bed, my head clouding with sleepy endorphins. I wanted to just close my eyes there and then, but I didn’t want to be caught by any of the others with my softening cock in my hand and jizz drying on my abs. Maybe they would take it as an invitation, but considering their currents moods, I thought they’d most likely shake their heads at me in disgust.

I yanked a handful of tissues out of the box beside my bed and wiped my stomach down and then pulled the bed covers up and over me. At least now, I’d be able to sleep.

My fantasy, however, lingered in my mind.

Chapter Twelve

Rue

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I WOKE TO THE SCENT of coffee and bacon.

Considering I was in a strange place, and that I’d been caught masturbating to two of my new owners fucking, I’d slept surprisingly well.

Shyness gripped me as I stepped out into the living area, and I felt myself hunching over, my head down. I had no idea if Dillon had told the other two that he’d caught me watching them last night. I was going to be mortified if he had.

Dillon had confused me. One moment, I’d thought he was going to do whatever it took to fuck me, and to be honest, I would have let him, and the next he was backing off. Perhaps it was wrong of me to be disappointed that he had, but I’d needed to find my release after seeing what I had, and I’d thought he was going to give it to me. He’d said something about Ryan, and then backed off, too, and I wondered if there was more going on with the other man than I was aware of.

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