Page 43 of Entangled in Them

I wondered if Ryan had heard the noises Rue was making. If he had, I didn’t think he’d attempt to join us. If he stayed away, it wouldn’t be because he didn’t want to join in, but more to do with Kodee not being here. It wouldn’t be right for the three of us to hook up for the first time without Kodee being involved.

Rue’s feet were hooked over my shoulders, her slender thighs either side of my head. She was so slight— waif-like even—from the life she’d led, and for one insane moment I imagined taking care of her. I’d make sure we took her to the best restaurants and wore the most expensive clothes. We’d pamper her with long bubble baths and bring her long-stemmed flutes of champagne.

I shook the idea from my head. I didn’t take care of other people. That was just the sex talking.

My cock was painfully hard, but I was determined not to fuck her. I told myself I was doing this for her, and her release, and not for myself. She certainly seemed to be enjoying it. I’d have to go and take care of myself shortly, while I still had the taste of her on my tongue and how she sounded while she came echoing in my ears.

I pulled my tongue from her pussy to concentrate on her clit, flicking the little nubbin with firm but fast strokes. I still had one ass cheek in each hand, so I released the right to free up my hand and push it between her legs. She was sodden from her own juices and my saliva. I’d asked her to prove to me that she was turned on, but I didn’t need any proof now. I didn’t even bother preparing her with one finger, and just pushed two straight inside her. She cried out, her hips jolting forward. She was still wearing the t-shirt I bought her, and I found it incredibly sexy that she didn’t have anything but that on.

I wasn’t gentle with her. I kept my mouth on her clit but jammed my fingers hard into her snatch. Her cries and moans grew louder, and I worked her even harder. This girl I hadn’t even kissed yet. Fuck, I didn’t even know her last name, if she even had one. My senses were filled with nothing but her—her taste, her scent, her breathing, the wet sounds of her pussy, the feel of her naked thighs clamped around my head.

“Oh, God, Dillon,” she cried, and the muscles in her thighs tightened, yanking me in farther. The inner walls of her pussy clamped down around my fingers, and I sucked hard on her clit while she bucked and writhed against my mouth. “Oh, oh. Oh, fuck. Oh, God.”

Her body relaxed, softening beneath me. I slipped my fingers from her pussy and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Sorry,” she said, shaking her head and glancing away. “I’m not normally that... enthusiastic.”

I grinned, smug, and I got to my feet. “I’m not complaining.”

Rue frowned at me. “Wait, where are you going?”

“I’m letting you get to bed.”

“What about you? You didn’t...” She waved a delicate hand around in the air between us. “You know.”

“Come? I didn’t come?”

“Yeah.”

I shrugged. “I told you I wasn’t going to fuck you.”

She went shy again, her top teeth digging into her lower lip. “You know I could help you in other ways.”

My cock jumped at the offer, as though trying to respond on my behalf. But it didn’t matter. It didn’t seem right with the others not being involved.

“You have no idea how much I want to say yes right now, but I can’t. I’m going to find the time to talk to the others, though, okay? Tell them you wouldn’t be averse to the idea of joining us some time.”

She flushed at the mention of what we’d discussed. “If it’s not what they want, don’t push it, okay? I only want it if it’s what they want, too.”

“Don’t worry. Neither Ryan nor Kodee would ever do something they weren’t into.”

She was still sitting there, her legs splayed, naked except for that damned t-shirt. I would have loved to have taken her then and there, to hear her make those noises while my cock was deep inside her, but for once I was sticking to my principles. I’d already gotten Kodee and Ryan involved in my mess, and I didn’t want to do anything else that was going to piss them off.

“Good night, Rue.”

“Night, Dillon.”

I turned my back on her, thinking that I was quite possibly the dumbest man alive, and let myself out of the bathroom. I paused, listening for any sound coming from Ryan’s room, but there was nothing. He must be sleeping, though I was surprised the entire apartment building hadn’t heard Rue climax. Was she always that loud? I hoped I’d get to find out.

I went to my room and threw myself down on the bed, willing my erection away. After a minute, the familiar snick of Kodee’s bedroom door opening and closing filtered through the walls. Rue had gone to bed, too. I was jealous of Kodee’s bed forgetting to spend the night with her.

I lay there, waiting, maybe a part of me hoping she’d leave Kodee’s room and come to mine, but she didn’t. After that orgasm, she was probably well on her way to dreamland. The apartment was still and silent.

My erection hadn’t abated, so when I was sure she was sleeping and not about to come and jump on me if she heard me masturbating, I shoved my hand down the front of my pants and wrapped my fingers around my cock. I was doing far more of this than normal. It occurred to me that Rue’s arrival meant I was getting less sex instead of more. I could always go and wake Ryan up. I was tempted to sit astride his face and ram my cock into his mouth—Ryan rarely said no to sex—but it didn’t seem right to do that when I had Rue’s scent all over me.

No, for tonight, I’d have to be content with my hand.

But once Kodee was back, I’d test the waters and see how the others felt about Rue joining us in the bedroom.

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