“Trenton didn’t have the biggest dick, but he knew how to use it,” Jasmine goes on. “He sucked at oral, though. Fuck, why did I ever like him?”
My eyes go back and forth between Bones and Titan. They both stare at me, giving nothing away. But if I had to guess, I’d say they’re pissed we’re in here.
“You know that fucker still blames me for getting him kicked off the football team?” she asks, looking up at me from her stomach on the floor. “Like I made him snort cocaine. Em?” she asks when I just stand there. She looks over her shoulder and gets to her feet when she spots the Kings.
Letting out a soft chuckle, she reaches over, grabs my full drink, and smiles. “Now it’s a party.” She tips my cup back and takes a drink. “Who’s gonna strip first?” she asks them.
Bones slides his blue eyes to hers. “Show us what you got.” He arches a brow, daring her.
My eyes widen and go to Titan’s. I expect him to put a stop to this, but he just stands there. He’s pissed. I know it. I’ve avoided talking to him about what I did for the last three days. I didn’t ask him to save me. I stand by what I did. That house was nothing to me. My only regret is that George wasn’t here to go up in flames with it.
But I also haven’t brought up the fact that he asked me to let him love me. Was that the same as telling me that he loves me? Or that he could if I let him in? I should have told him then how I felt. But I didn’t, and now the time has passed.
“I don’t think …” I swallow nervously, trying to focus. On top of being surprised by their presence, I’m also drunk as fuck.
Jasmine steps forward, grips the hem of her shirt, and pulls it up over her head before tossing it to the floor. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her paid for tits are on full display. Bones clears his throat, clearly affected by her brazenness. His eyes on her chest. Her hands on her jeans. She has her shoes kicked off and pants undone in a matter of seconds.
Bones drops his arms down to his side as she steps up to him completely naked. She stands up on her tiptoes to kiss him. He slides his hands into her red hair, but the last second, she pulls away, letting out a laugh.
She faces me. My eyes widen as she walks to me. I don’t dare look at the Kings. I keep my eyes on her green ones, silently asking what in the hell is she doing? But I don’t get to ask out loud. She grabs my arm and pulls me into her. Cupping my face, she presses her lips to mine.
My eyes fall close at her soft lips against mine. With one hand on my face and the other on the small of my back, I open for her. We’ve kissed before. We once acted like we were lesbian lovers so a group of guys would leave us alone. It worked then, but I have a feeling it’s going to have the opposite affect now.
I lift my hands to tangle in her short hair and tilt her head to the side to deepen the kiss. She tastes like vodka and champagne. Her tongue enters my mouth, and I moan. My legs tighten, and my pussy throbs. I didn’t realize how horny I was until just now. I don’t even know how many days it’s been. I’d been too focused on fighting with Titan to think about sex. But now? Now I want it.
I pull away from her lips and remove my shirt. She unbuttons my jeans. I kick them off to the side. Her hands go to my waist, and she pushes me backward. My ass hits the table that Titan had strapped me to last time I was in here.
I pant as I watch her fall to her knees, pulling my underwear with her. She kisses a soft trail down over my stomach and to my thigh. “Oh, God.” I throw my head back and close my eyes. My body is on fire. My nipples hard. I’m so fucking wet and very aware that we have an audience, but that has never stopped me before.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
TITAN
I’VE WATCHED GIRLS make out before. I’ve watched them go down on one another before. I used to have two or three girls in my bed at once. They liked playing with one another, but I’ve never seen anything sexier than this. My cock is hard in my slacks. And the way Bones is watching them, his is too.
The room is full of Emilee’s heavy breathing while Jasmine is on her knees before her.