Page 37 of Forever Filthy

“Me either!” Archer tacks on, both of them earn deadly looks from Vox and Ezekiel. Before they can start arguing again, I escape the room and dash upstairs to change, I have forty minutes before I need to leave and in that time I still have to shower. I choose an outfit that will ruffle some feathers at the meeting tonight, so I go with a pair of skin-tight white jeans, a white corset style top that makes my waist look tiny and pair the outfit with a pair of blood red six-inch heels. I toss the items onto my bed, then move to the bathroom. I strip off then pull the glass panel of my shower and step inside. I wait for the water to heat before stepping under the spray, careful not to wet my hair.

I start lathering my body with soap but freeze when I get the feeling of being watched. I slowly peer over my shoulder to see Hayze standing in the doorway with my discarded lavenderthong twirling around his finger. The ravenous look in his eyes sends a shiver down my spine. His eyes lazily trail down my body then back up, there isn’t any urgency in his perusal of my body and that turns me on. The way he is looking at me, like he has every right and there isn't a single thing that could distract him from the sight before him, has me darting my tongue out to moisten my lips. His eyes track the movement. As we are playing a game of who gives in first, I watch as he balls up my panties then brings them to his nose, inhaling deeply while still keeping his eyes locked on mine.

A gasp flies out of me when he lowers my thong and rubs it over his crotch, the cheeky fucker winks then stuffs them into his pocket. My nipples pebble and turn hard as I think about what he might do with those panties. A mental picture of Hayze pleasuring himself hits me, a moan tumbling from me when the image turns to one of him coming on my thong.

“Penny for your thoughts, Vivi baby?” His tone is husky and filled with need. My body is reacting to him without him even touching me. My pussy is pulsing and the urge to touch myself is fucking overwhelming. I’m aching for him and I know I won’t be able to focus on anything at the meeting if he doesn’t quell this ache, I need him. I decide to be bold and push the shower pane open on invitation but he still doesn’t move. “You want me to come in there with you, baby, you’re gonna have to say it.”

I should be able to just say the words especially what happened the other night but I find myself feeling shy and slightly uncertain. All of this still feels so surreal to me. I know they have all said that they want me but if I sleep with Hayze without the others, will that change things?

“No, we all know there will be times where it's just one of us you want and we’re okay with that.”

I cock my head to the side confused. “Huh?”

He smiles but it's a slow sexy smirk that has me clenching my thighs together. “You said that out loud, little mouse.” He pushes off the frame and takes a step toward the shower. My heart starts to beat faster and my body begins to heat. He reaches behind himself and tugs his hoodie and shirt off in the sexy way guys do. The second he removes them, my greedy eyes drink in the sight of his exposed skin and bite my lip to keep from moaning at the masterpiece before me.

“Hayze,” I breathe his name like a prayer. He takes another step, then stops. He pops the button on his jeans and I suck a sharp intake of breath when he peels the zipper down but doesn't make another move to rid himself of his pants.

“Say the word, baby, and I’ll make sure you get everything you need.”

Jesus!

My body is burning up, my chest feels like it's going to cave in from the lack of oxygen thanks to him stealing my breath away.I want this. If I can fuck the three of them in the same room I can find the courage to tell him what he wants to hear. I refuse to deny myself the pleasure of them any longer, now that I’ve tasted them I can’t seem to get enough.

“I want you,” I say in a tone I don’t recognize, my voice foreign to my own ears. I’ve never sounded sultry or sexy before but it seems that has changed. Hayze doesn’t make me beg. He pushes his pants down his muscled legs and I gape when I notice he isn’t wearing boxers, he kicks his shoes and pants to the side. My attention is rooted on his cock and how hard it is. It rests against his abs looking angry and red, he needs this release as much as I do. As if to entice him, I pull the elastic from my hair and shake out my waves—his eyes burn molten at the sight.

I’m not self-conscious or anything like that, but when you have a guy, or in my caseguys,who look like them staring at you, even the most confident of women would falter for a second. Ipush all of my doubts out of my mind and decide to taunt him like he just did me. I reach up and cup my tits. His nostrils flare and his chest rises and falls in quick pants when I pinch my nipple between my fingers and release a soft mewl of pleasure.

“Fuck.” His restraint finally snaps. He storms toward me and I back up to give him more room. The shower door has barely closed before he pounces on me. His large hand tangles in the back of my hair, yanking me flush against him while the other grips my ass in a firm hold. The second his lips touch mine, I moan into his mouth, then run my hands all over his body. Just as I attempt to deepen the kiss, he yanks my hair, forcing my head back. A hiss of pain escapes me but it quickly turns to a whimper when he begins to lick and suck on my neck.

“Yes!” I moan when he dips his head lower and licks around my nipple. Fuck, his teasing is the worst and best kind of edging. The feeling of his mouth on me and his hard cock resting against my bare skin is torture. My greedy little cunt keeps clenching on air, begging to be filled with his thick dick. I close my eyes and throw my head back, moaning when he finally sucks my nipple into his mouth. They're so sensitive to the point every flick of his tongue has me jolting and panting. “I need you inside me,” I pant as I lift my leg and lock it around him, hoping for his cock to slide through my folds, but the sheer height difference between us makes it impossible. I growl in frustration until he releases my hair, then grips the backs of my thighs and lifts me.

He looks up at me with love and hunger in those beautiful eyes and suddenly all worries flee, there is nothing else that matters in this moment except for me and him… him and I, it's just us and everything else fades away.

“I want to draw this out, baby, but right now I just need to feel that pussy wrapped around me.” Fuck, if he thinks he is going to get an argument from me he’s out of his crazy ass mind.

“Please, I need you inside me now!” Hayze opens his mouth but is cut off.

“Fuck her and make her come.” I dart my gaze over Hayze’s head to see Archer leaning against the counter with his cock in his hand. I gasp, I hadn’t even heard him come in, I was too lost in Hayze. Worry begins to take flight inside me until he meets my stare and I see nothing but raw longing in his eyes.

He’s turned on by me fucking his friend!

“Keep your eyes on him while I fuck you, baby.” I nod unable to get my voice to work. Hayze presses me flat against the stone wall, I don’t even feel the bite of the cold thanks to how hot I am right now for him.

I pull my gaze from Archer and grip Hayze’s face between my hands, forcing him to look at me. He stops moving and suddenly looks afraid that I’ll end this moment. “He can watch but you get my attention. I want to feel you come inside me and mark me as yours.”

Chapter Nineteen

Hayze

We’re all in uncharted waters here.

Yes, Archer and I have had threesomes before and shared girls but none of them meant anything to us. They were just holes we could use to get off but Vivian is different. I don’t know if she realizes it but if it wasn’t for how we felt about her, I don’t think any of us would have overcome our differences and tried to make this shit work. Archer and I were content to live with the loss of losing two of our best friends, but now that we are back here, I know I’ll fight to make my brotherhood with the guys work, not just for myself but for her because she is worth it.

Fuck, she is worth so much more.

“He can watch but you get my attention. I want to watch you come inside me and mark me as yours.” I stare at her in surprise.My cock chooses that moment to twitch against her entrance and her eyes shudder. I say nothing as I slowly push inside her, the fact Archer is watching makes this ten times fucking hotter. I have a voyeur type of kink, I knew the second I followed her up the stairs that it would only be a matter of time before he figured out where I went and followed me.

I love the soft moans that escape her as I continue to ease inside her tight, wet pussy. Fuck, she’s so wet for me I’m sliding in with no resistance. I lean forward and suck her nipple into my mouth, her head lolls back against the wall. When I finally bottom out inside her, she arches forward, pushing her tit further into my mouth as her pussy clamps down on my cock just as she cries out.

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