Page 10 of Room Nineteen: Bulls in Her Court

And then hedeepensit.

When we pull away, breathless, ours eyes held on to each other in rapture for a long, sweet, soul-shaping moment, Aaron and Cassius are also breaking away from a kiss. Cassius, his eyes glazed over with lust, turns his head toward Lance and they softly kiss. My breath is seized. I am thoughtless and weightless, floating into this experience, my mind completely free of my body in the most delicious way as Aaron leans over the both of them and looks at me, thirstily. Lance peels off of Cassius, locking eyes with Aaron as their faces all hover close.

Lance gives a little nod with his head, letting Aaron move closer to take me in a grinding, passionate kiss.

I hear Lance issue a groan beside me as he watches Aaron kiss me, and that’s all it takes to make me soaking wet. My pussy clenches hard the harder Aaron kisses me right in front of him.

Aaron’s hand lands on my thigh, bypassing my kneethank god, and scopes upward. “Is this okay?” he asks Lance.

He. Asks. Lance. For permission.To touch me.

“If she wants you to. Do you want him to touch you, baby girl?” Oh, this is happening.Right here, on these couches?

I don’t really know if I do or I don’t, but Idowant to make Lance feel good. That’s for damn sure. “Yes,” I say, the word rasping out of my mouth.

Cassius reaches over to gently stroke my side, my breast. “Is this okay?” he asks Lance and me as one, his voice throaty and warm.

“Mmhm…” I moan. Oh I am enraptured by all of them. But especially by Lance. His controlled, patient movements. His pleasured sounds. His hands are on me, in my hair, down my back. Stroking and petting. Four hands are on me, five. Six. Holy—fuck.

My next breath shudders in as I realize how turned-on I am now. My whole body is heated and tense. My pussy is tingly and leaking down my thighs. I drop my gaze into Lance’s lap. He’s sooo hard. Fuck, I need him. I want him inside me. A hand gropes over the erection—Cassius’s hand—and I want Lance’s big cock in me even more,more.

Lance told me how being a bit jealous turns him on. Well I’m getting alotof attention and he’s clearly aroused. So does that mean he’s jealous…over me?

Does that mean he wants me?

Oh mygodI want him. I want him so bad.

“Lance…” I pant his name with a needy desperation.

His pupils blow wide as he looks down at me. “Yes, pretty girl.” His words are gravel.

“Can we get a room? I want you to fuck me.”

Chapter Four

Cassius

“Are you coming?”

“I’m right here, pretty baby girl,” Lance coos, sticking to his promise and staying by her side. “You’ll like this room. I got you.”

Room Nineteen. It’s a clean, luxurious space with oils and lubricants and towels. Lots of towels.

I’m not sure which of us closes the door. We tumble into the room as a tangle of bodies, tongues devouring and hands touching as we eagerly undress. Aaron takes charge. Once he’s given the green light he becomes an unstoppable sexual force. He gets into the bed, half dragging Romi by the hand and positioning her on her knees in front of him. She loves to play along. He shows her his cock. He strokes his hand up and down for her in demonstration.

Her eyes go wide. “It’s really big.”

“Yeah, baby girl. You can touch it.”

At her side, Lance growls out softly. “Touch his dick, honey,” he whispers lovingly. “I want to see your hand wrapped around that big dick.”

“Okay.” She grasps it gently, then slightly harder, tenderly stroking his fat length. She peers over at Lance, intently staring.

“Mmm. Fuck,” Aaron groans. Romi works him with even more dedication. More. “You like that big dick,” Aaron says, coarsely.

“Mmmhm.” Romi smiles up at him, demure and sweet and so damn delicious.

“You want to suck it, don’t you, sweet baby girl.”

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