Perhaps we should talk about that.
“Dean and I talked about that the other night,” I start. “I’m not sure I completely understand everything, but I don’t really have to. Go nuts. Literally. I’m fine with it.” After looking them all in the eye I add, “That only applies to anyone in this room, if you sleep around with anyone who’s not currently here I’m going to go all Rambo on their ass.”
O chuckles. “That’s something I’d like to see.”
I raise my eyebrow to check if he really did just say what I think he said.
“I won’t,” he adds, “but it’d be awesome to see. And I don’t care what you guys do. I don’t think it’s for me, but that’s not what you’re saying. I won’t be uncomfortable with you two doing your thing.”
For someone who had a lot of trouble with the whole sharing concept, he’s surprisingly easy going on this whole subject. I eye Dean, but he’s suspiciously silent and seems tense. My hands stroke his chest and start rubbing his shoulders.
Jonah leans on his arm, his face still almost buried in my pussy, making this a little awkward. “If anything, I’m kind of curious to see it,” he says. “Does that make me weird?” he adds with wrinkled eyebrows.
“I don’t think so,” I say. “It was fucking hot,” I admit thinking back on the previous time where Dean and Gil gave into their desires, and it’s getting me worked up all over again.
“How do you feel about it?” Gil asks Dean.
He stays silent for a bit. “Still a tad self conscious. But it’s something I can’t really fight as well.”
“What’s making you self conscious?” Jonah asks.
“I guess it’s the idea that you guys will think I’m suddenly a different person or something like that. I know it’s not rational. But most feelings aren’t rational. And I don’t deal with getting dommed as well as I thought I would.”
Gil smirks. “So how about we reverse the roles this time?”
“What do you mean?” Dean asks with squinted eyes.
“How about you set the rules, you set the pace, you tell everyone what to do.”
“Your mouth is filthy enough to tell everyone what to do,” I chuckle, but my chuckle dies quickly when he bites me beneath my ear.
“You’d let me top you?” Dean asks Gil with a cocked head. Now that’s a visual that’s making me hotter than it should. This conversation feels private, but at the same time, nothing between the five of us is really private anymore.
“Well, I’d make you work for it, but sure,” Gil answers as if it’s the most normal conversation topic in the world.
I focus on Dean, waiting for him to take over, because I guess that’s what we’ve just decided. Some of Dean’s bravado returns and he seems to puff up.
“Like the man said,” he starts, “O preps Mor, Jonah works her up in a frenzy. Mor doesn’t get to come, but you can play with O. And you,” he says as his eyes lock with Gil, “can get on your knees.”
A fiery defiance flames up in Gil’s eyes. “Make me.” The rawness of his voice gives me goosebumps.
Dean gets up from the bed and walks over to Gil, who just keeps sitting in his chair. Dean pulls him out of it while Gil tries to fight it, but he doesn’t really put any effort in it, because before I know it he’s up, and Dean crushes his mouth to his.
Their kiss is raw, and hard, and that’s when I feel cool lube drizzle on my ass and O’s finger glide through my crack. My eyes fall closed and that’s when Jonah sucks my clit in his mouth. Damn. They’re getting to know me too well, know exactly what I like, sometimes even before I know I like it. And I love it.
My hand reaches around to find the steelhard rod between O’s legs. I smear the bead of precum he has there around his crown, before I lazily start tugging and squeezing him. The timbre of his groaning next to my ear is so hot it should be illegal.
When I open my eyes again, I see Dean pushing Gil to his knees, which he does to my surprise, pulling down Dean’s boxer briefs with him. Dean grabs Gil’s head, and feeds him his cock without any warning. I groan, and that’s the moment O pushes a second finger inside me.
I gasp, because it burns a little, but his soft strokes soon make the burn subside.
Jonah licks me from my opening to my clit and back down again, fucking me with his tongue. Shallow at first, but he thrusts in there for real and it’s everything. Sounds leave my mouth that let everyone know I’m in heaven.
I glance over to where Dean is fucking Gil’s mouth, and the way the Dom is on his knees letting Dean do to him what he wants is so arousing, I almost start to build. Jonah notices and takes his tongue off of me.
“She’s getting close, Dean, what do you want?” Jonah asks from between my thighs, and I try to thrust my hips up in a desperate plea to make him continue.
Dean grunts, then stops fucking Gil’s mouth.