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She moans, falling back onto her elbows. It doesn’t take her long before all she’s saying is my name, over and over again, with increased intensity. Finally, when I suck her clit into my mouth, she cries out. She tries to buck her hips, but I keep them firmly pinned to the bed.

“How are you so good at this?” she whispers.

I don’t answer, sliding into her as far as I can go. Then I move down to her other hole and circle it with my tongue. She jumps at the new sensation, moaning when I give her a lick.

When I stand, she watches me as I head over to my nightstand and pull something out. When I turn, her eyes are on the butt plug in my hand.

“You’re going to wear this through dinner,” I tell her. “And then while we fuck you senseless afterward.”

She nods enthusiastically, sitting up.

“Get on your hands and knees.”

She does, putting her ass on display for me. I grab some lube, using plenty of it to prep her with my fingers before I slide the plug into her a bit.

“Take deep breaths for me, sweetheart, and relax.”

She obeys, moaning as the plug fills her. I let her adjust for a second, squeezing her ass cheeks.

“How does it feel?”

“Good,” she whispers.

Perfect.

Chapter nine

Wren

None of the guys can stop staring at me during dinner. I put on this set specifically to tease them, and also because I know there’s no point in putting it on right before sex. Oliver has alreadyveryclearly expressed that he can’t wait to rip it off of me.

Once we’re done eating, I suggest a movie, knowing I’m too full to do anything except let my stomach settle. They all agree, and we move to the living room.

Elliot pulls me onto the love seat with him, and I sigh happily. I’ve been with him for most of the day, but I haven’t had alone time with him like I have with Oliver and Rhett. So I snuggle up to him, pressing small kisses to his neck until he groans.

“You’re going to be the death of me, love,” he murmurs in my ear as the movie starts.

“Not for a long time, I hope.” The words are out of my mouth before I can stop them. My body tenses, but he just kisses me like it’s a perfectly normal thing for a weekend fling to say.

He holds me close, and I do the same, running my hand over his hair. I forget what I said, focusing on the movie and his calming heartbeat instead.

About halfway through, Oliver says, “I vote it’s someone else’s turn.”

I giggle, and Elliot squeezes me before he lets me go. With a smirk, I head toward Oliver’s chair, but at the last possible moment jump onto the couch next to Rhett.

Oliver’s face turns serious. “You’re going to pay for that later.”

I just stick my tongue out at him before pressing a kiss to Rhett’s cheek. He’s tense, and he looks lost in thought. But when I kiss his lips, he moans, and I finally get all of his attention.

“God, I can’t wait to fuck you,” I say, the confidence and forwardness in my voice shocking me. But Rhett eats it up, sucking on my bottom lip.

“We’ll see.” Then he turns to continue watching the movie.

I moan, and Oliver snickers. He shoots me a glance that says,If you’d come over here instead, I’d be fingering you already.

Or at least Ithinkthat’s what that look means. Either that, or,I really want to fuck you right now.

After about fifteen minutes, my hand drifts to Rhett’s cock. He’s already hard, and after a few strokes, he’s rocking his hips into my hand. But then he reaches around me and unclasps my bra, yanking it off of me.