Page 18 of Chill

Which Kieran is all too happy to give him. He makes good on his threat of not doing much to open him up, and soon enough I’m watching him slowly sink into Val with a groan and his head tilted back. “Bet she tastes so good,” he sighs, thrusting in gently until Val moans.

The compliment sends a shiver down my spine, and my breath hitches when Val’s tongue teases my oversensitive clit. My hips jerk, making him chuckle, and when Kieran pulls back to thrust into him again, it occurs to me that this is sort of what I looked like last night.

Though I doubt I look as gorgeous as Val does right now. With the way the muscles in his back are rippling and his soft hair gripped in my fingers, he’s the perfect picture of carnal sin while he’s getting fucked and eating me out like it’s his special talent.

“Oh, fuck,” I sigh, throwing my head back against the window with a thud. “Val?—”

“He’s so good at it, isn’t he?” Kieran asks, fucking into Val harshly. “He was made for it, I’ve decided. When I fuck his face, he’s just as dedicated, and I swear I’ll never get tired of it.” Val groans under the praise, and Kieran runs a hand down his spine again. “Good boy,” he chuckles. “Look at you showing off for her.”

That makes Val wiggle in a way I’m all too familiar with. He rocks his hips back into Kieran’s, who curses under his breath and slams into him. His rhythm falters, and as he starts losing his steady pace, I get to watch him wrap an arm under Val’s hips to grasp his cock.

I can tell Val likes it from the loud, needy moans he starts making, audible even with his head buried between my thighs. He becomes more insistent there too, his fingers joining his tongue and thrusting into my pussy.

“Val!” I gasp, my hips jerking in his grip. “Fuck, if you don’t stop?—”

“I told you,” Kieran growls, reaching out to grip Val’s neck. “He’s so good with his mouth. Besides, you deserve to come again. Just keep your hand in his hair. Drag him to you if you want. He doesn’t mind the rough handling. But I want your eyes on me, baby girl.”

His words are like a magnet. My gaze finds his and Kieran grins wolfishly before gripping Val’s hips. As I watch, he speeds up, not bothering to maintain a steady pace as he slams into Val hard enough that I’m half sure he’s going to leave marks.

Between my thighs, Val whines and squirms, the sounds leaving him sounding a lot like begging. He sinks his fingers deeper into me, choosing to use his mouth to suck and lick at my clit.

I last just long enough to see Kieran come apart with his cock buried in Val’s ass, but that’s about it. My second orgasm hits me somehow harder than the first, and I let out a series of soft, breathy noises I’ll definitely be embarrassed about later.

Finally Val arches, whining and moaning against me, until Kieran yanks him upright and my hand falls from his hair. Still buried in him, Kieran pulls him against his chest with one hand, while the other is gripped around his flushed, leaking cock, then bites down on his shoulder.

Val comes with his eyes on mine, and his mouth open in a loud, very not-subtle howl. His release spills over Kieran’s hand as he continues to stroke him through his orgasm, until finally Val is a limp, writhing mess in his arms.

Not that Kieran seems to mind. He chuckles and kisses the brunet, and runs his nose up his jaw. “I hope neither of you expects a nap, or a repeat today,” he says, finally letting Val melt back to the bed. “Because we need to go soon. And if you’re so intent on going with us, that means you as well, Noa.”

“Yeah, no, I’m uh.” I sit up, pushing my sweaty hair back from my face. “I just need a shower and four shots of espresso and I’m ready to drive for about twenty hours straight. Probably.” Not that I’m sure what today entails.

Or if I’m really ready to handle it.

8

My shower endsup being at the truck stop I stopped at last night, and thankfully, I can get four iced coffees and two packages of Pop-Tarts which fill the grey plastic bag I’m carrying back to their car.

Part of me expected us to just bulldoze down the road in the RV, but when I mentioned that, Kieran looked at me with shocked disdain and asked if I knew what filling up the tank would cost to do that drive both ways in the behemoth.

I did not.

Instead, I’m back in the car they kidnapped me in. Though I only remember the drive back to my apartment, not the drive to the cabin a month ago. Settling in the back seat with a sigh, I lean my head back against the seat as Kieran glances at me in the rearview mirror. His hair is damp, like mine, but he looks a little more awake than he had when we got here.

“Is that actually full of coffee, or is there water hiding in there somewhere?” he asks, cracking open the cap of his black iced coffee.

“No water. Water is for losers,” I murmur, fishing out one of my iced coffees and peeling off the seal. It’s light beige ratherthan black, and when I take a drink, I can barely detect even the hint of coffee.

Just how I like it.

Kieran shakes his head, his fingers tapping out a rhythm on the steering wheel as we wait for Val. Somehow I'm not surprised he’s the last one, and it’s another five minutes before he opens the door behind Kieran’s seat, instead of the passenger door.

“Do you mind if I sit with you?” he asks, his own bag in his hands that he drops onto the passenger seat. “The novelty of riding up front with him has worn off. It wore off, like, a year ago, actually.” He grins at Kieran in the mirror, ignoring his frown or the low sound he makes in his throat as he pushes the button to start the ignition.

“What did you get?” I ask, watching as he picks up my bundled hoodie I’ve been using as a pillow. He crooks a finger at me invitingly, and I absolutely can’t help flopping over onto his lap, once more burying my face in my hoodie. But this time, I have Val’s warmth, and the feeling of his fingers combing through my damn hair.

“To eat? I don’t know, just?—”

“He probably cleaned out the hot food at the deli.” Kieran sighs from up front, pulling the car around the parking lot and stopping at the small road leading back to the highway. I can’t quite see what he’s doing, but when I sit up just a little bit, I can see the screen over the console is showing a map of the area with a blue line showing where to go.

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