Page 103 of Gambler's Fallacy

“Your reward?” he asks, arching a brow.

“Mhm,” I tell him, getting on my tiptoes so I can steal a kiss.

“No,” Caleb says, his voice echoing through the pool hall. “This is a guest area. There will be no sex in the pool.”

“We locked it and set out aclosedsign,” Havoc points out with amusement.

“For privacy, not so you can contaminate the pool!” Caleb moves toward the pool stairs. “If we do this, we do it elsewhere.”

“I bet at least three people have pissed in the pool this week,” Havoc says. “The pool’s chlorinated for a reason!”

I wrinkle my nose at the thought. “Wow, Havoc. That really makes me want to stay in the pool.” I start to wade after Caleb, but Vortex grabs me by the waist.

“He’s kidding,” Vortex reassures me.

Everything looks clean, at least, and it’s easy to forget Havoc’s “joke” when Vortex kisses me. He runs a hand along my wet back, keeping me close.

“Children rarely use this pool,” Caleb mutters. “There is no urine in the pool.” After a beat, he adds, “Unless you pissed in it.”

Havoc bursts out laughing, but he shakes his head. “Nah. I wouldn’t piss where I want to fuck.”

Vortex shakes his head. “I hope not, since you just freaked Seven out.” He tucks a few wet strands of hair behind my ear. “Guess we’ll have to make him forget.”

I’m happy to forget all about Havoc’s joke, thoughts of the past, and the understanding that I don’t have my favorite hobby to fall back on when things get hard. So I kiss Vortex again, even as Havoc comes up behind me and presses his chest against my back. I turn enough to kiss him, too, trading kisses between the two of them as I start to relax.

I hear Caleb walk toward us, his sandals slapping against the tile. “I’m extremely curious to see the logistics of this.”

Havoc pulls away to look at Caleb. “Yeah? Logistics is what’s getting you off? Not Seven’s beautiful, slick body?” He runs his hand along my soaked tank top.

“That’s enough to get me interested,” Vortex rumbles. He cups my face in his hands and kisses me again, lazy but thorough, and I groan against his mouth.

“I need you,” I beg, then glance between Havoc and Caleb. “I don’t get the three of you together enough.” I tug Vortex toward the side of the pool. “I can suck Caleb, and the two of you can?—”

I realize I’m being bossy, and I look at them again as uncertainty creeps up again.

What if I’m being too demanding?

Caleb sits down at the edge of the pool and spreads his legs, his feet dangling in the water. “What will Vortex and Havoc do, pet?”

I swallow hard, trying to gather myself. I can do this. They’re not mad at me. They want me, too. All three of them would happily take what I have to offer, and I need to calm down. My erection had begun to flag, but when I slowly pull Caleb’s swim shorts down and see his cock, my body starts to get back on board again.

“Take turns,” I say, standing on my tiptoes. “And no, I’m not picking whogoes first.”

Caleb runs his fingers through my wet hair. “They can rock-paper-scissors for it.”

“But which spot is the better one?” Havoc asks. He squeezes my ass lightly. “Go first, and get Seven when he’s nice and tight. Go second, and get him when he’s nice and loose, and bring him to orgasm too.”

Vortex rumbles in agreement. “You should probably get him ready for me,” he says. For once, there’s no taunt in his voice — only desire.

I moan, lifting my ass as much as I can before leaning down to take the tip of Caleb’s cock into my mouth. It tastes like pool water, but it’s not bad. Besides, I’ll get to taste him soon enough, once he gets hard and precum starts to leak into my mouth.

Havoc pulls my shorts down, and the fabric feels weird around my thighs. I spread my legs for him while he starts to finger me with only pool water for lube.

It’s a strange sensation, but I’ve been fucked in the bath before.

I did it with Caleb, even, while Havoc choked me.

I moan and take more of Caleb into my mouth. He grips my hair and rolls his hips.

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