Page 38 of The Rowdy Ones

“Wild,” Talia moans.

I bring my head back down and open my eyes. Wild’s hands squeeze Talia’s tits through her sweater and they both grunt. They’re totally fucking in front of us. I kind of wish I could see a little better.

Or… I could get my own show in my room.

“Want to go to my bed?” I ask, turning my head to face Lila.

“Yes,” she breathes. “Hurry.”

I scoot out of the booth and charge for the back, bumping into the bathroom door on the way and making my shoulder smart with pain. I’m thankful I washed my sheets this morning. I’d be a total asshole to bring a girl onto blankets I already came over while thinking of another girl.

We don’t bother closing the door before our mouths crash to each other’s. Lila kisses me eagerly, hand stroking my cock through my jeans. I grab at her hoodie, yanking it over her head. Her tits are pretty big and spill out of her black bra. It’s sexy as fuck.

“Can I suck your dick, handsome?”

Fucking yeah.

She unbuttons my jeans and pushes the zipper down. “Take these off and lie down. Let me make you feel good.”

I tear off my shirt and then shove off my jeans. After divesting myself of my boxers, I fall onto my bed on my back. Lila unhooks her bra and frees her tits. Her nipples are pink and enormous. I wonder what they taste like.

She prowls onto the bed and kisses my mouth. Then she trails kisses down to my belly button. Her hand curls around my cock and she squeezes it.

“Yummy,” she murmurs before circling my tip with her tongue.

I close my eyes and an image of Evan flashes there. Evan on his knees. Evan’s mouth. Evan gagging on my long, thick cock slipping down his throat. But when I reopen them, it’s still Lila.

My cock softens and I tense up.

This can’t happen right now.

I squeeze my eyes shut, refusing to look at her as she licks the length of my shaft along the underside. The sensation feels good, but the fire in my veins is starting to cool.

What am I doing?

I don’t even like this girl.

“Lila,” I murmur. “We should stop.”

“What? Do you not like how I’m doing it?”

The poor girl starts sucking in earnest, forcing herself to swallow down my cock. My erection is at half-mast at best. I’m burning hot with humiliation. Still, she strokes and sucks as if she can wake it back up so it’ll play with her.

You were pretty damn hard when you had your sister pinned to this bed…

My cock jolts, and Lila moans as if she’s pleased with her efforts that seem to be working. Maybe I can get through this by focusing on Destiny. A secret fantasy.

I pop my eyes open, forcing myself to look at the woman trying her hardest to pleasure me. I’m a fucking monster. Who the hell does that to a nice person like Lila?

“Hey,” I grunt, touching the side of her head. “You can stop.”

“I don’t want to,” she says, indignant. “I can get you off. It’s probably just the alcohol. I’ve known guys who’ve had this happen before. We can be patient.”

I close my eyes, trying to think of Lila’s big tits and staying present with her, but it doesn’t work. My cock is soft and useless as a rubber dog toy in her hand. The harder she tries, the more embarrassed both of us get.

Finally, she pulls away and shoots me a questioning look. “Should we try to fuck instead?”

I swallow hard and shake my head. “Can we sleep instead? We can cuddle.”