by Smoke, Lucy
I shrugged. “You thought that,” I replied, “I never said I was.” Dex looked between us with a frown on his face. “We really should be going.” I tugged on him again and this time, he finally moved.
“Have a good night, Kristen,” Dex said with one of his brilliantly charming smiles as we walked away.
Once again, her eyes followed me, curious and damning. I knew within several minutes word would spread about me being at the football game with Dex and holding his hand. As far as everyone else was concerned, holding hands was akin to relationship status. Whatever, it was none of their business anyway.
Dex leaned over and pressed his lips close to my ear. In a hard, deep voice he spoke. “You’re going to tell me what that was about when we get back to the apartment.” With a gulp, I nodded, and he loosened his hold then pulled away and grinned wickedly down at me. I loved and hated that grin. It meant he had something naughty planned. “Good, here we are.” He stopped, and I looked around, realizing we were outside of the women’s bathroom.
“What?” I narrowed my gaze on him.
He leaned close again and kept his voice purposefully low, deep enough to send shivers over my shoulders and down my spine. “Go inside and take off your panties and bring them back to me.”
I gasped and looked down at my bare legs. “I’m wearing a skirt!” I hissed.
He raised a brow. “And?”
“A-and – I-I can’t just…” I stopped.
He raised an eyebrow at me and crossed his arms over his chest.
“You can’t?” A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. There really was no argument I could use against him. Already, my pussy was soaking through my underwear. He was so damn good at that. If I didn’t reap the rewards of it, I might have been truly bothered by how quickly and often he made me cream my panties. A thousand reasons why I shouldn’t darted through my mind: What if someone noticed? What if a stiff wind blew my skirt up? And where would I put my panties anyway? It’s not like I had pockets or a purse with me. What if I forgot to tuck my skirt when I sat down and my ass cheeks touched the dirty seats? What if...my thoughts traveled to Dex, and why he wanted me to take them off in the first place. My what ifs suddenly became heated. What was he planning to do? The thrill that sent a shiver through my spine brought me back to the present, and I found Dex still staring at me, arms crossed and that goofy smirk on his face. “Fine,” I growled at him. I couldn’t let him think I was happy about it. I turned and stomped into the bathroom, letting the door swing shut behind me.
In the stall, I clenched and unclenched my fists before reaching under my skirt. I slipped my fingers into either side of my underwear and slid them down my legs, letting the fabric drop to the tiled floor. I stepped out slowly, not risking getting my foot caught in the loops before bending down and snatching them up. I still didn’t have any pockets to put them in, and I certainly couldn’t tuck them into my bra. Dex was perverted enough to want me to hand them over once I left the bathroom anyway, I realized.
So, crushing the fabric into a ball in my palm, I flushed the toilet for show and left the stall. I stood in line for the sinks. I couldn’t just leave the bathroom without washing my hands. The further forward I got, though, the more I began to sweat. I looked behind me and realized there was no one after me. Once my turn came, I sprinted for the sink and slid the underwear under my shirt, into the band of my skirt, keeping it from falling to the floor while I quickly washed my hands.
Before I left the bathroom, I pulled the soaked little piece of fabric from its hiding place and held it in my hand, crushing it once more. Yanking the door open, I stumbled out and into Dex’s arms. Another one of those charming smiles graced his face. I scowled at it, feeling cool air against my backside. God, I hoped I wasn’t mooning everyone.
“Do you have something for me?” Dex inquired, tilting his head to the side. I growled, shoving my underwear into his waiting hands before I reached around and checked to make sure that my skirt was pulled firmly down over my now bare ass. Dex smiled wider, tucking my panties into his pocket before taking my hand again. He leaned down and kissed the corner of my mouth. “This is gonna be fun,” he whispered.
* * *
My ass was cold, but my pussy was very warm. Dex had us climb all the way to the very top of the stands and I had to keep my hands tucked over my skirt to keep it from blowing in the wind. I wished, briefly, that I had worn jeans instead. But then I wouldn’t be in the stands watching Taylor, Cody, and Darren play while Dex slowly edged his hand up my inner thigh.
My breath caught, and he chuckled. “What’s wrong, Baby?” he taunted. “Cat got your tongue.”
“You’re the one that likes pussy,” I shot back.
He chuckled once more. “You’re not wrong about that.”
Dex eased his fingers over my naked core, sliding the tips through my folds. I resisted the urge to clench my thighs together. No one was on this row. We were in the nosebleed seats. Everyone else was far below us. I wondered if he was going to flip up my skirt and pound into me in front of all these people. But, no, Dex wouldn’t do that. He might be okay with the guys, but if anyone else so much as looked at me, he got all growly and dominant.
He pulled his fingers free and then held them in front of my face. My cheeks flushed when I realized how wet they were. His eyes burned with a midnight flame as he slowly brought them to his face and sucked each digit into his mouth. I moaned, my knees weakening.
“You taste divine, as always.”
My whole body shook. All the way from my head to my toes. How did he do this to me? Turn me to mush with just words and a well-placed finger. Dex’s hand dipped back under my skirt and I decided now was the time to try to at least push for some semblance of control. “We need to stop,” I said. “We came here to watch the guys.”
“So watch,” he said, shoving his hand under my skirt. I gasped as, instead of fingering my slit as he had been doing for the past several minutes, he shoved two long fingers into my pussy and scissored them apart. “If you can keep yourself from coming before this play is over, I’ll give you a reward,” he promised in my ear.
“What...kind...of...reward?” I panted, my vision blurring.
Dex leaned over, his breath against my ear. Shivers danced along my spine. Shockwaves of arousal shot straight to my core. He kept his fingers in me as he spoke. “The kind,” he whispered, “that will have you coming apart in our hands.”
My ears twitched. He had said our. Did he mean...we all had sex regularly, but ever since the night in the library when we had gotten together, we hadn’t all been together again. There had been a threesome here or there and a lot of one on one sex, but none with all five of us. I pushed onto his fingers, rising to the challenge.
“Do your worst,” I taunted.
He licked my ear before nibbling a path down my neck. “Oh, I will, Babe. Rest assured, I will.” He bit down hard and I nearly came before our little game even started. My vision was utter shit. I couldn’t see ten feet in front of me much less all the way down to the football field. I clenched the muscles in my pussy when Dex began to move his fingers and he chuckled against my skin.
I gripped the seat in front of me. We were standing, my legs spread apart, my cheeks heated and flushed. I wanted the five of us together again. I wanted it more than I wanted this damn orgasm – and I really did want this orgasm. Dex didn’t make it easy on me. He twisted his fingers, licked my neck, bit my earlobe, spoke nasty, filthy, dirty words in my ear until my kneecaps trembled and sweat rolled down my temple.
Just think of the guys, I told myself. Think of what it will feel like when you’re all together again. It’ll be worth it when Dex watches as Cody’s cock slides between my lips. When Taylor groans as he sinks deep into my pussy and calls me his pretty girl. When Darren kisses the small of my back after he’s come undone in my asshole.
My orgasm shot forward. Shit! I clenched my teeth and by some magical force of will, I managed to beat it bac
k into submission. Okay, bad idea, I realized. I had to think of something else. Anything else. Dead puppies. Oh God, what kind of monster thought of dead puppies during sex?!
“You are so not paying attention, Baby,” Dex whispered. “I’m going to have to spank you.”
My head popped up. I hadn’t even realized I had closed my eyes or let my neck drop down. Thankfully, no one was watching us. Everyone was still focused on the game. I let my gaze trail down the benches. Okay, not everyone… Cody stood with his arms crossed. He wasn’t watching the game at all. His eyes had found us in the crowd and even though I didn’t know, for sure, Dex would never try this in public if someone could see me – Cody knew us better than that. My skirt may have hidden what Dex’s hands were doing, but Cody knew.
He didn’t smile when he caught my gaze but neither did he turn away. I opened my mouth to say something about it when Dex’s last words caught up with me with the feel of one of his hard palms cracking down on my ass. He did it at the same moment a touchdown was made, and the crowd roared. I screamed with them as Dex delivered another short series of blows to my quickly reddening ass. I panted. There was no way I was going to last.
Tears dropped from my eyes and slid down my cheeks. I wanted us together again. I had wanted it so bad, but I wasn’t going to make it. I could already feel my orgasm riding me again. I couldn’t hold it back this time. It fluttered in my pussy and pushed through me. I clenched down on Dex’s fingers as he jackhammered against my G-spot.
My breath slowed down, became heavier, louder even as something else went off in the background. More crowd cheers. Something...something...I couldn’t. I closed my eyes and bowed back, my spine arching, my ass pressing back, my pussy into Dex’s hand. Dex’s other hand came around my neck, arching my neck back further until I met his gaze. His warm midnight eyes were filled with lust and something beautiful...love...he kissed me. He dominated me, and I loved every second of it.
“Beautiful Baby,” he said, his voice raspy with arousal, when I finally came down from my orgasm high. “You’re just fucking beautiful.”
I let him kiss me again and then we righted ourselves. It was halftime. We went and grabbed drinks and snacks from the stands before making our way back to our seats. I was relaxed and sleepy after the orgasm of the century and I nearly fell asleep in Dex’s lap as we watched the rest of the game. I thought I had lost our little bet, but I had made it just before the buzzer for halftime, albeit just barely.
When the game was over, we got up and hand-in-hand walked down the stands and threw our trash away. My spine stiffened as a trickling laugh filtered through my ears and I jerked my head to the side to see Cody and Kristen – Cody still in his uniform, Kristen laughing and twisting her hair in that way that meant a girl was interested. My muscles tensed, and I itched to march over there and punch her in her ridiculously immaculate face.
Dex looked over and tugged my hand. “Baby, it’s fine. He’s not interested.”
I turned away. “It’s okay,” I agreed.
Dex shook his head and led me out of the stadium. He pulled me up short though, just outside the doors as people streamed around us. “I promise you,” he said, “Cody is not interested in Kristen Gaines.”
I flicked a strand of hair off my shoulder. “It’s fine,” I repeated. “If he wanted to break up, he’d tell me. He’s man enough to do that. He wouldn’t cheat.” But a cruel, little voice in my head told me that he probably felt like I was cheating on him every time I jumped into bed with one of the others. It was a mean, spiteful, bitchy voice that I wanted to throttle.
Dex sighed and when, a few minutes later, the crowd had cleared, and Cody, Darren, and Taylor came out freshly showered and in casual clothes, he shoved me towards them. “Our little girl won a bet with me,” he announced.
Everyone stopped. I turned around and gaped at Dex. Darren circled his arms around me and pulled me in for a hug. I let him do it and I relished in the feel of his warmth and safety. I wanted to ask him about the letter that I had found, the offer he had received that Dex obviously knew about. It wasn’t the right time for that, though. “What kind of bet?” he asked over the top of my head.
“The kind we’ll all enjoy,” Dex said cryptically. “Why don’t you take her home?”
Taylor grimaced. “Uh, there’s not really enough room in my truck for all four of us.”
Darren rolled his eyes. “There wasn’t enough room for the three of us,” he replied.
“Alright then, why don’t you two take her and Cody and I will follow you?” Dex suggested.
Darren and Taylor shrugged and agreed. Cody said nothing. I refused to look at him. Something was up. I didn’t know what, but it didn’t feel good. “Come on, Sweetheart, let’s go,” Darren said as he herded me off to Taylor’s truck. I couldn’t help one last peek over my shoulder as we went. Cody wasn’t looking my way. In fact, he was pointedly following behind Dex and neither of them looked back.
Chapter 4
Taylor, Darren, and I made it back to the apartment first. Taylor opened the door and held it as Darren and I went inside. “So,” Darren began with a raised brow, “what kind of bet did you make with Dex?”
“The kind that had my fingers in her pussy,” Dex said.
Taylor barely caught the edge of the door as he attempted to close it before Dex scooted in. A moment or two later, Cody came in as well, looking the same. This time, however, he actually looked at me, his deep brown eyes serious and thoughtful as they met mine. I gulped.
“You bastard!” Darren groaned. Taylor closed the door. “I haven’t been with her at all in the last few days.”
“Jealous?” Dex taunted.
“Hell yes!” Darren admitted openly. I couldn’t help but smile at their playfulness, their openness.
“Well, you won’t have to be for long, because in winning, our little girl won a night with all of us,” Dex said.
Cody turned away from me and looked at Dex with a confused frown. “As in each of us, singularly?” he asked.
“Well, no, not exactly.”
“Another five-some?” Taylor asked, sounding excited by the prospect.
Four sets of eyes landed on me. Dex answered, “Yes,” and I sucked in a breath.
Darren took a step towards me the moment Dex did, and I put my hands out, pleadingly. “Wait,” I started, “we’re doing it tonight?”
“No time like the present,” Darren said, taking another step. Before he or Dex could reach me, however, Taylor ran past them, grabbed me, and threw me over his shoulder.
“Last one in the bedroom gets her mouth!” he yelled jogging into Dex’s bedroom. It was the largest of the bedrooms.
“Well, fuck…” I heard Darren say. “Her mouth is heavenly. I’m not sure if I want to be last or not.”
Taylor tossed me down on Dex’s neatly made bed and I moved to sit up on my elbows, watching as all of the guys came in. I shook my head when Cody was the last. “Cody,” I called. His eyes met mine. “I don’t want you in my mouth.”
He sucked in a hard breath through his nose and nodded, turning around. I nearly growled at his stubbornness. “I want you in my ass,” I said, stopping him in his tracks.
He spun back around, obviously shocked by my words. “What?” he asked.
I raised my eyebrows before sitting up fully and pulling off my shirt. “I want you in my ass,” I repeated, sliding my skirt down my thighs to reveal my lack of underwear. All four of them stared at me like a pack of hungry lions. My lions. I shivered as I reached behind me and flicked the clasp of my bra, letting the straps fall down my arms. I pulled it away and threw it across the room. I rolled over and got up on all fours. Turning so that my face was looking back over my shoulder, I addressed them. “Are you going to stand there and stare at my ass or are you going to lube me up and fuck me?”
A hard hand came down on my ass and I gasped, feeling heat spear through me. “I think you can lube him up yourself if you want him in your ass so
badly,” Dex said. There was a smile in his tone. “He did lose Taylor’s bet. But don’t worry, Baby, he doesn’t have to come in your mouth. Just get him ready for your sweet ass.”
Taylor groaned and tugged off his shirt as he, Dex, and Darren watched me turn around on my hands and knees and crawl to the end of the bed. “Cody…” I stared up at him. “Can I please suck your cock? Can I get it ready for my little asshole?” I bit my lip, feeling like my dirty talk was awkward, but his brown eyes flared as he stepped forward, one hand cupping my head, the other going to his zipper.
“Here you go, Jamie.” His voice was choked, guttural. “Suck me.” I opened my mouth as he pulled out his cock. I licked the head, tasting the slit and moaned as I got a little of his precum on my tongue. It tasted silky and smooth, like him. Like my Cody. I opened my mouth wider and took him deeper, looking up at him. I just needed him to want me like I wanted him. I craved him. Loved the way he fit with the group. Loved the way he fit in my pussy, in my mouth, and soon enough, in my ass.
My pussy was creamy and wet. The others began to undress as I sucked Cody into my mouth. I curled my tongue along the underside of his shaft and licked along the vein there. A moan bubbled up from my throat as someone got on the bed behind me and slid warm hands down my back. Cody clenched his jaw, his eyes fixed on mine, on what I was doing to him. Good. I just wanted him to think of me. Not Kristen or any other girl. If I had to pay special attention to him in the bedroom more often, I would. He was worth it, and it wasn’t like it was a chore. Cody was hot. Cody was mine. They all were.
Reaching up, I circled Cody’s girth with my palm and hollowed my cheeks out, sucking hard. He grunted, his hand tightening on the back of my head. His fingers tugged on the strands of my hair – the mixture of blonde and brown locks slid through his hand as he grasped them. The sharp sting at my scalp only heightening my pleasure and the arousal coursing through me. It meant that I was taking care of him, that he was enjoying this. I intended to make sure he never forgot about this.