Beneath him is Jess. She is sitting on the ground, sobbing as her hands keep a firm grip on a rope.
Ringo brushes his fingertips over my cheek. “Come here.” I turn back, our mouths meet, and he moans. His fingers dig deeper into my skin, and Prince’s carnal sounds fill the space,making the atmosphere electric. I have never been this aroused in my life.
Ringo nips on my bottom lip, chuckling when I yelp at the sting, then licks the wound before possessively caressing his tongue inside my mouth. He’s in control, relentless and dominant.
And I love it.
I fucking love it.
It’s wrong and shouldn’t entirely be possible, but here I am. I am lavishing on the attention of two guys,twins, deadly handsome and wicked, cruel and crazy. And those twenty-two years of my boring existence have just been wiped away.
As if I never was poor little Finn Anderson.
It was as if I had never been the loser of the block, the poor kid who lived in that trailer and didn’t have a backbone.
Prince pops off Ringo’s cock, “Move to the floor.”
Ringo pulls me with him from the couch until we are lying on a plush carpet. Prince then settles with one knee between each of our thighs. He grabs my hand, then moves it for me to cup Ringo’s balls.
“Kiss me, flower,” and when I comply, Ringo hums against my mouth, the sound making my toes curl. And then Prince wraps his hand over the one I keep pressing against my aching erection.
“No, you don’t have to,” I stammer, but he grips my fingers, crushing them together. “You’re hurting me.”
When Prince releases my hand, Ringo peels my fingers away, exposing me to his brother. Embarrassment coils in my stomach, but Ringo shushes me and kisses my lips.
“Let it happen, flower. Look.” He points at the screen, but I can’t concentrate. All my nerve endings are on fire with Prince’s featherlight touches on my dick. The way his fingertips caress my sensitive slit makes me tremble. “They’re not so loudanymore.” Ringo watches me intently. “Why did you bring them with you? You’ve been here before.”
“Never inside.”
When I feel the touch of his tongue on my tip, my eyes jump down to meet his. Goosebumps break out when he licks the underside of my erection, and I can’t hold back the groan.
“Looks like someone’s waking up,” Ringo chuckles.
On the screen, I watch Levi slowly wake up, shaking his shoulder and head as he tries to get up.
Between my legs, Prince’s palm cups my balls while he mouths the wet tip of my dick, licking and humming as he works his way further down my shaft.
“Is this your first blowjob?” Ringo mumbles in my ear.
I shiver and nod, chest thrumming with need when Prince speeds up his wet, hot rhythm.
Levi sits up, looking dazed. He gazes right into the camera, then frowns.
Ringo looks excited. “Look, we have our first contestant. It seems like we finally get to play.”
“Play?” I breathe in surprise. My hand snakes out to Prince’s hair, but I find Ringo’s cupped hand instead, guiding his twin’s mouth back and forth on my cock.
“The rules are easy.” Ringo smiles my way. “What to do with nasty Levi?”
“What options do I have?” I breathe.
“Whatever the fuck you want, flower.”
“That’s a lot,” I whisper. It’s too much.
“Only the best for you, sweetheart. This is your party, after all.”
Prince hums around my cock.