Page 52 of Bad Ruck

I rested my head against his bare chest. "Why wouldn't I believe it?"

"I dunno," he said. "Some people think I'm, I don't know, shallow or something. Like all there is to me is muscles and playing footy."

"They don't know you very well, then," I said. "You're as smart as you are sweet."

He pulled his face back and looked at me, pretending to be offended. "Hey!"

I slapped him lightly on the chest. "You are sweet, Daniel Frost. And smart. If I ever hear you say otherwise again, I'm going to kick your ass."

"Now who's threatening who with a good time?" he teased. He slipped his hands down the back of my sleep shorts and squeezed my ass. "We could start here."

"Do you trust me?" I asked.

He looked surprised, but nodded without hesitation. "Of course I do. Why? Are you up to something?" He didn't seem too concerned.

"I might be." I grabbed his wrist to pull his hands out of my shorts and kissed both of his palms, one after the other. Giving him a sly smile, I led him over to the door, grabbing my phone on the way out. I sent a quick text to the group chat, so none of the guys would worry about where we were.

"I guess that would be a yes," Frost said, smiling easily. "Lucky for me, I'd follow you anywhere. Where are we going?"

"You'll see." We headed over to the elevators and took the car down one floor. The doors slid open to show Atlas standing outside, waiting for us. Like Frost, he was only dressed in a pair of shorts, his hair sticking out in all directions.

"I think I like where this is going," Frost said. "Let me guess, you've brought me down here for a classic animated series marathon."

"Fuck no," Atlas said. He grimaced at Frost before leading us down the corridor and unlocking the door to his apartment.

"Then we must be here for a sleepover," Frost said.

"Sleep might be involved eventually," I agreed. I took Frost's hand and we walked behind Atlas to the bedroom he shared with Jay.

Jay sat in the middle of the bed, completely naked.

"You have the best ideas," Frost said to me. He didn't bother to hide his admiring gaze.

"Yeah, I do," I agreed. I slipped out of my pyjamas and left them on the floor.

"Wait." Atlas caught my wrist. "Frost, you can get naked too." He slid out of his own pants and kicked them off.

Frost eyed him, but hurried to comply.

"Both of you, get on the edge of the bed and crawl to Jay," Atlas said.

I exchanged glances and smiles with Frost before we knelt together and started to crawl, both with our eyes on Jay. My breasts swung with each slow, deliberate movement.

Jay's eyes were wide and dark, like he didn't know where to look. His gaze swivelled from me, to Frost, to Atlas and back again. His cock was hard, pointing toward the ceiling.

I stopped in front of him and sat down before looking back at Atlas. If he decided to take the lead tonight, I'd let him have it. The others seemed content with that too. As content as two aroused men with thick erections could be.

"Jay and Frost, I want to see you together," Atlas said after a few moments thought. "I want you to fuck each other." He sat on the end of the bed and watched as they reached for each other, lips meeting, hard body against hard body.

The moans they made as they kissed and stroked each other's cocks were arousing as hell. Even more so when Jay took a tube of lube from the bedside table. He waited until Frost turned his back to him and smeared it around Frost's rear hole.

He knelt behind Frost and carefully stretched him with his fingers, eyes glazed with concentration, before replacing them with his cock.

Frost's eyes crossed in bliss as Jay started to slowly thrust in and out of him.

"Lie back," Atlas said to me. When I did, he lay over me, his knees to either side. He nudged the tip of his cock against my entrance before sliding into my wet heat.

It was my turn for my eyes to cross in bliss. As long as I lived, I'd never get enough of the way their cocks felt inside me. So perfect, like all six of them were made for me. And for each other.

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