Page 80 of Velvet Cruelty

Light makes me look upward. Doc’s lifted the sheets, checking out the action. Fucking pervert. I smirk into January’s folds and go back to work. She whines and a surge of silky girl juice floods my mouth.

She’s close, I want to tell Doc. Real fucking close.

But he already seems to know. The light vanishes and I hear him suck her nipples again. I draw soft circles with my tongue and January’s hips shudder. She says something I can’t hear.

“I can’t kiss you, baby,” Doc says. “I’ve been smoking.”

“I don’t care. Please, Domenico?”

The way she says his name… It hurts. It hurts and feels good and fucked up. Tangled the way it always is when I get talked into screwing a girl with Doc or Eli, only a million times worse. A million times better.

Doc chuckles. “You want two tongues in you, Tesorina?”

“Yes,” January sighs.

I can’t help myself. I rut against the mattress. I was hoping I’d be able to make it to my bedroom to jack off. But fuck it, if this is the closest I’ll ever get to January, I might as well come while I eat her out.

“Kiss me,” January whispers and I know she’s talking to both of us. I lap at her slow and steady and feel her come as she and Doc make out. The sound of them kissing goes through me like bullets. I’ve always liked watching, liked threesomes, but something about Doc kissing January while she comes on my face just makes me lose it. I moan into her pussy as liquid pumps out of me.

I keep licking until January pushes my forehead away. I want to crawl up and hold her, but Doc’s already sliding out of the bed. I move out from the blankets the way I came in, blinking in the golden lamplight. I feel disgusting, but you can’t see anything. No one has to know. She looks up at me flushed and so gorgeous it hurts. “Um, thank you, Bobby.”

I can’t talk, I can’t even smile. I can still feel her legs wrapped around me, smell her everywhere.

“Basher’ll do that any time you like, Tesorina.” Doc backs away from the bed. “We’re gonna go before Gretzky shows up with pizza rolls for you.”

January’s smile dims, then she tilts her head to the side. “Do people call you Doc because of the pills?”

“Huh?”

“Your nickname. Is it because you were a drug dealer?”

A beat and then a half smile. “Yeah.”

“I thought so.” Her voice is soft. “I’m not always stupid.”

I reach down, finding her foot through the covers, and give it a gentle squeeze. “You’re never stupid.”

“Bobby…” she mumbles.

Doc catches my eyes and taps his wrist.

I let go of January’s foot. “Bye JJ.”

“No,” she says, all sweet like a little girl.

Doc leans forward and gives her a swift kiss on the forehead. “Sleep, Tesorina.” He jerks his head at me. “Let’s go.”

Back in my wing of Velvet House I strip off and shower. Put on my pajama bottoms, brush my teeth. As I do it, I replay the kiss Doc gave January. Not the mind-bending one while I was going down on her, the fast one on the head as we left.

That kiss worries me. I know I love January and Eli wants her, and Adriano hates her. But as of fifteen minutes ago, I have no idea what my psychotic, chain-smoking, drug-inventing friend feels about her.

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