So close.
Alex slides his fingers up my belly, letting me feel just how wet I am.
Eli’s eyes lock on mine. “Alex,” he says softly as Alex shifts his hips behind me, rubbing his cock against my back. “Do you want to fuck her in the ass?”
I still have my arms locked behind Alex’s neck, my body still fully visible to Eli.
But he’s not touching me. As close as we are, he’s not touching me.
Alex is quiet a moment, his hands still on my belly. But then he says, “Nuh uh, I don’t think I do,” against my ear, and I shiver.
Eli steps closer. The head of his cock is against my stomach, right below Alex’s hands on me. Eli doesn’t take his eyes off of me. “Neither do I.”
My stomach flips.
Eli steps closer, rolls my nipples between his fingers and I gasp, but don’t move my arms from around Alex’s neck.
My chest is heaving, my breasts feel heavy as Eli plays with them, but no one is touching me where I want them to. No one is helping my ache between my thighs.
“This isn’t going to go how you think it’s going to go, baby girl,” Eli says softly.
My breath is loud, panting and labored as Eli pinches one of my nipples, palms the other. Gentle and rough. Hot and cold.
“Because both of us want to be inside your tight pussy.”
Tight.He would only know if he’d been there.
For one heart-stopping moment, I wonder if he’ll tell Alex. I wonder if he’ll tell him right now. I wonder if that was his plan all along.
But, still staring into my eyes, he just says, “Beg him.”
I furrow my brow, confused and caught up in both of them surrounding me in this dark room, the music and voices still carrying on from above our heads.
“Beg him to share you.”
Alex laughs and nuzzles his nose against my neck. “I like that idea.”
I open my mouth, and Eli tugs on both nipples. Only a soft moan comes out and I almost stumble forward, but Alex pulls me close to him, and I don’t dare lower my arms.
“Alex,” I whisper. I’m desperate. Desperate to have them both inside of me. Desperate for Eli’s cock to be lower, brushing up against my clit. I hold his gaze as I beg my ex. “Alex, please.” I bite my lip and Eli’s eyes dip to my mouth. I see the vein in his neck straining against his skin. “Alex, please let me.”
Alex moves his hand, then brings his forearm against my throat. Now I don’t have a choice. I can’t move my hands from his neck. He’s holding them back while he nearly chokes me.
I see Eli’s eyes narrow.
“Zara,” Alex says quietly, “I told you. I’m not fucking sharing you.”
Eli’s full lips turn into a smile. He palms one breast and the other he slaps, bringing his hand down. The sound is loud in the room and I flinch.
“Be careful with her.” Alex’s words are low, not wanting to ruin our game, but he’s serious. I hear it in his tone.
Eli ignores him. “Beg more.” His voice is so cold. “You’re not trying nearly hard enough.”
“Alex,please.”
Eli finally breaks my gaze. He looks at Alex, at my back. “She’s convincing,” he says quietly, “and if she wants to be a whore, why not let her?”
Alex shifts his arm from around my throat, then tangles his fingers in my hair, yanking my head back, burning my scalp.