“Sorry,” Bay apologizes. “That drawer gets stuck very often.”
I fight with it for a few more seconds, but it’s no use. “I’ll fix it later.” I promise.
Even going to get the lube in my room feels like a waste of time right now.
“Not to worry,” I jump back on the bed, carefully straddling Bay’s chest. “We’ll make this work without lube. I hope this doesn’t gross you out, Nova.” I spit in the palm of my hand, then caress the space between Bay’s perfect tits to make her skin wet and slippery.
“No, it doesn’t gross me out,” she reassures me.
“Good. Then I think you should keep taking care of Cole while I get us nice and ready for this.”
She hesitates for just one second. “I want to, but I also wanted to watch you finish on my tits.”
“Don’t worry,” I reassure her. “I’ll wait until Cole is done, so you can look your fill.”
I sound way more confident than I feel in reality, but I’ll do my best not to let Bay down.
My eyes go from Bay’s perfect tits to the way her mouth is wrapped around Cole.
I spit on my palm a second time, stroking my shaft to make it just as wet. Then I grab Bay’s soft, silky skin, pushing her tits together.
After my initiation, I was too ashamed to try this again. Too worried that the bunnies would talk and someone would eventually reveal what I had to do to pledge Gamma Delta Tau. Especially when Jugs, the nickname our old president gave me that night, stuck.
Someone was in charge of collecting all the footage to send it to our central chapter and they might have watched the videos,despite the clear rules about the secrecy of initiation night. I didn’t know how justified my fear was.
This is different from being between the silicone tits of the fraternity’s sex doll. It’s like night and day. Not just because Bay’s skin feels amazing compared to the plastic skin of the doll.
I know this turns Bay on just as much as it does me. It’s more than obvious in the way her nipples harden while I start thrusting between her tits.
I’m not the only one who’s watching my dick disappear in the tight valley between Bay’s breasts. Cole’s eyes are trained on us too and Ryker cranes his neck, not wanting to miss the show.
“I think Bay’s enjoying this,” Ryker bites out. “You have no idea how wet she’s just gotten, dude.”
“Fuck.” Cole grunts, buried to the hilt inside Bay’s throat. “I’m gonna come.”
He pumps his hips a couple of times and the first sign of his orgasm is the way Bay’s throat works to swallow him down.
“I love you, baby,” Cole’s tone is soft as he cups Bay’s face, placing a tender kiss on her lips. “You took my cock so well.”
“I love you too,” Bay whispers.
Watching them like this doesn’t bother me. I’m a part of this love. I know how they feel, because I feel it too.
“Cinnamon,” Ryker’s voice sounds strained. He grinds into Bay, jostling me with the jerky movement. “Are you close?”
Bay turns her dazed gaze to the other side to look at Ryker. “I’m so, so close.”
“I can feel it. You’re so wet and you’re pulsing like crazy. I—I want you to come with me.”
I don’t see what he does, but by the way he moves under Bay and by the way she gasps, I think he might have found her clit.
“Ryker,” she moans, as her eyes close.
“Fuck.” Ryker goes still and I slow down my movements.
Bay wanted to watch me come and I need to make sure I don’t get too excited and blow before I have her full attention.
I watch her crane her neck to kiss Ryker once they both come down from their high.