“What happened after she left?” he asks quietly, studying me.
I swallow the knot forming in my throat and shrug, turning away from him. “Nothing really.”
“Billie,” he warns.
And when I turn back around to face him, he’s right in my space. His energy is overwhelming, and it takes my breath away.
“Tell me—” he brushes my hair from my face, “—what happened after—” he leans down and gently places his lips against my neck, “—she left?”
I let out a shaky breath, letting my eyes roll to the back of my head. “He pinned me against his door,” I whisper.
His moan vibrates against my throat when he moves his mouth, kissing up toward my jaw. “What did he do when he pinned you against his door?”
God, why is he making me relive this right now? He steps forward and I step back until I hit my door with a thud. Oh, the irony.
Swallowing the ball of nerves in my throat, I reach up and grab hold of his arms and dig my nails into him. “Zeke,” I sigh out his name.
“Mmm,” he murmurs against me again, this time finding my mouth.
He licks along my bottom lip until I moan, opening my mouth. His hand snakes around to the back of my neck as he plunges his tongue in and grips me hard. My moan echoes into him as our tongues twirl and taste. It’s the hottest open-mouthed kiss I’ve ever had. My pussy pulses, remembering how Christian made me feel against his door, and now I’m kissing Zeke like this against mine.
Breaking the kiss, he presses his forehead against mine and says, “Tell me what he did. In detail.”
“Y-you won’t be mad?” I stutter.
His sexy, plump lips turn up into a smirk. “Only if you tell me he makes you feel better than how I make you feel.”
My head thuds into the door as I pant, squeezing my eyes shut when he reaches between us and up the bottom of my skirt where he brushes his fingers against my panties and ultimately my clit.
“Jesus, Zeke.”
He chuckles. “Baby, I’m a very patient guy, but not right now. Tell me—what—he did.”
Pulling my panties to the side, he pinches my clit between his knuckles. “He fingered me until I squirted all over him!” I shriek out my confession, peeling my eyes open to look into his.
“You squirted?” he whispers.
Heat fills my cheeks as I slowly nod, still feeling the embarrassment of making a mess of Christian, and then again in the back of Zeke’s car. What can I say? They both make me feel things I’ve never felt before, and I’m with both of them at the same time now.
“Like you squirted on me?”
I nod, unable to use my words.
“Fuck, Billie, that’s so hot. Do you think—” he slips his fingers further into my panties, circling my wet entrance before he pushes a digit in. I inhale a sharp breath, feeling a heat wave crawling up my neck. “Do you think we can get you to squirt while we fuck you at the same time? In both holes?”
He thrusts in and out of my cunt, no doubt coating his hand in my juices. They’ve had me wet every second of every day since they approached me with their proposition. I fought it the best I could, but Iwantthem both more than I’ll ever admit.
“Yes,” I pant. “Yes, I think you could.”
“You’d be our good little slut, wouldn’t you?”
“Oh, Gooooood!!” I scream when my pussy clamps around his thrusting finger, and I come hard.
I’m not sure why orhowI’m coming this hard, this quickly, but it’s happening, and it’s shaking me to the core. My fingers dig into his arms as I ride out my orgasm.
He slants his mouth over mine again, inhaling the rest of my whimpers as he pulls his hand from my panties. Then he grabs my jaw—my wetness smearing across my cheek—and pulls our lips apart.
“Fuck, I can’t wait to watch you come undone beneath us, Billie.”