Page 26 of Pin-up Girl

She twisted her head to give him better access, while he licked and nipped up her neck. When he was about to reach her mouth, she tipped her face up and parted her lips. Even if she had jerked his head down to hers, she couldn’t have told him she wanted him more than what she did.

He licked the corner of her mouth and when she turned to catch him, he kissed her nose and sat up.

“I think I’ll wait to take my kiss. I’ll let you know when it’s time to pay up.” He jumped off the bed, strolling out like the last ten minutes hadn’t happened. “I’m going to shower, I’ll be back for that slumber party.”

Elise tossed an arm over her face and acted like we weren’t there. It would have worked, if her other hand wasn’t still fisted in the covers and her feet weren’t moving back and forth over the blanket, as if she was trying to memorize its texture.

Jules glanced at Elise, then signed to me.

He’s going to jack off.

“Yup. Me too. I’m going to take a shower.” I ran to the bathroom door, barely reaching it before Jules. Really, the only reason I did was because I was closer and he had to run around the bed. I shoved his chest, then slammed and locked the door. He pounded one time.

“Sorry, dude, you were too slow.”

Turning on the water, I let the hot steam fill the bathroom. Then I punched the munchkin, because, damn, I couldn’t sleep in the same room as Pin-up without first having a little relief myself.

A quiet groan spilled from my lips as I squeezed and stroked my cock. Images of Elise dominated my mind, spread out beneath me, riding me, riding Emmett or Jules.Fuck, I tightened my grip and fell into the abyss of one-sided pleasure. The tile was warm against my hand, the water hot on my back. Finally ready to face Elise again, I tied a towel around my waist and opened the door.

Chapter Eight

Emmett

Fuck.

I scrubbed my hands over my face, then lifted my head from the pillow to look at my bed mates. Pin-up was smack in the middle of Milo’s mattress, in between Milo and me. He was half hanging off the edge, mostly uncovered, like he was trying to get away from us. Our innocent Elise was face down with her arms shoved under her pillow, her face so sweetly turned to me. Fuck.

I had a boner from hell, and I hadn’t even touched her. I made a deal not to touch anyone as long as this thing lasted with Pin-up, but we hadn’t even touched her yet. Not only that, but we didn’t even get a little cuddle cuddle going in the middle of the night.

Pin-up had to suspect we all beat off last night, and when we came back, she just pretended like we weren’t in the room. Jules was the smart one, claiming the pullout while Milo and I were otherwise engaged. He even spread out over the lumpy mattress in such a way that it was clear he did not want a bed partner. Thinking on it, Jules must not have taken care of himself to ensure he slept alone. I would have laughed, but lying here next to Pin-up with her body heat seeping into my side, her perfume twining around me, I sort of envied the bastard.

Classes were today, and we hadn’t figured out her schedule yet. I checked my phone for the time.

7:05 am.

I usually got up around eight on Mondays, but with Pin-up…who knew how long it would take for her to get ready? Girls had their whole routine and shit to make themselves appear polished like a brand new Barbie straight out of the package. Milo absolutely detested tardiness. I’d be doing everyone a favor by serving as the alarm.

Sitting up, I yanked the covers down. Milo was only in his boxers, but Elise wore one of Milo’s shirts. The bottoms of her ass cheeks were uncovered by both the shirt and her cheeky as hell black lace underwear. Might as well face the day now.

I slapped Pin-up on the ass and grinned as she yelped, jerking up to her knees in bed, while Milo fell off.

“What thefucking hell?” Elise yelled, glancing around wildly. When her gaze landed on me shaking from the hilarity, she hit her hands into my chest and side, throwing me right off the bed.

“Motherfucker,” she grumbled, as she curled back under the covers and turned her back on me, as if I wasn’t even worth her attention. Barely audible through the mound of covers she piled on her head, she mumbled, “You need to calm the fuck down.”

One last chuckle slipped out as I stood and stretched, my own boxers doing absolutely nothing to hide the morning wood. Jules lifted his head, took one look at my junk, sneered, then laid back down.

“Rise and shine, motherfuckers. We need to set our schedule for the day, then get a move on.” I left them to go take a piss, and to get some clothes from my room. A few of the brothers were already up, heading down to breakfast.

I was almost inside my room, when A.J. stopped me. Another senior, he was in deep like the rest of us, maybe even as deep as us. His dad did business with Milo’s, so he was no small fish. We’d grown up going to the same parties and fucked the same girls.

He wasn’t a bad guy, not really. He left us alone to do our thing, never giving us any trouble, but he was a son of Infinity, one hundred percent. If Infinity said to sell us out, he would in a heartbeat because the fucker had no spine. His blind obedience was what made him dangerous and someone we kept at arm’s length.

“Emmett, brah, I have a job tonight with Derek. Can you or Jules come as backup? I have a feeling this one could get messy.” He smiled like we were having this conversation on the golf course, drinking beer and ogling cart girls.

Now this could get fucking messy. “We have something else the three of us have been tasked to do for dear old Daddy, sorry. Who are you going to interrogate?”

That was A.J.’s thing. As far as his role with Infinity, he gathered information from the brats of potential business partners. Not in the true sense, Infinity would only ever consider Infinity worth the time and respect due in business deals. But that didn’t mean they couldn’t take advantage of bright-eyed idiots willing to put themselves out there.

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