ViaI didn't notice when one of them laid out a soft towel on the edge of the pool, but it did feel comfortable under me."You said you wanted us to have our way with you," Nathaniel says as he takes my hand into his, slowly running it down my body until we reach my exposed thighs. "Touch yourself and make yourself cum. We want to see.""I can't. I—" My voice drifts off, caught between fear and arousal.This is not the first time that he has become agitated by the sight of me feeling pleasure. I would like to observe that reaction once more. The moment I watch them take joy in themselves, I experience a particular kind of high. When I'm on my knees sucking them off, I have the same high as when I'm doing this. Being able to see their eyes go hooded, as well as hearing their pants and groans, is what gives them that high. Receiving any form of praise from them is the source of this benefit. Knowing that I am capable of bringing them to the same level of pleasure that I have witnessed t
Via"Jesus fuck," I hear Sebastian groan, slowing down before gradually picking up his pace again.It is the sound of all of their groans and murmured obscenities that is helping me get through this whole ordeal."I'm close," I say, gripping the side of the pool with my left hand.Their gazes inflict a burning sensation on my skin, as if they were touching me, and I find myself clinging to the edge of the pool as if my life were in danger."Cum for us, little star," Nathaniel says, our eyes locking again.There is no obvious way out of the stream that is flowing between me and all of my men; it is thick and suffocating in hunger and need."Oh, god," I say, falling apart.In the process of allowing myself to lay against the towel underneath me, my vision becomes hazy. The sensation that I am experiencing in my body is that of absolute joy."Jesus Christ," I hear Alexander say from a few feet away before hearing movement in the water.I gasp as I feel someone's mouth against my pussy. W
Sebastian"But when he spoke about Lance, I exploded," she says, her voice trembling as she carefully grabs one of the stickers. "I exploded and I feel like shit because I don't hold any remorse for doing so. I actually feel so fucking good that I made him feel like shit this time." She carefully applies the sticker to her face. "I exploded and I feel like it wasn't enough. I still want to yell at them," she confesses, her tone raw and unfiltered.She looks relieved, as if saying her whole explanation gave her inner peace. Which is good because she clearly needed it."You should've kept yelling at them. They deserve it," Maximilian says with a shrug, leaning back in his chair."That's not helping my cause," Via says with a sigh, grabbing another sticker and rolling it between her fingers."Okay, then what do you want us to say?" Alexander asks, staring at her intently."I don't know," she says, trying to put the sticker on her face but failing as it falls off her finger. "Anything," s
ViaI close the door behind me as I bite my bottom lip. "Did I ever tell you that you have a really nice behind?" I say with a giggle, walking over to the sink."Firefly," he laughs, shaking his head. "Good morning, how did you sleep?" he asks, turning the shower knob."Good, actually." I nod, grabbing my toothbrush from its place on the wall. "But waking up alone was a letdown," I add with a pout."Sorry, firefly. We didn't want to leave you alone, but we had to wake up already," he says, splashing water on his face.He's been growing his beard—not much, but it's definitely more than he used to have. I'm honestly loving it because he looks somehow sexier."That's not what I meant," I say, putting toothpaste on my brush and running it under some water from the faucet. "I meant because none of my four hot boyfriends woke me up with their faces between my legs like they used to. It was really disappointing," I sigh, starting to brush my teeth.I watch as Sebastian halts, hands midway th
ViaHe looks at me and I nod. "Our secret."He nods before I watch him put his hands on my thighs and bury his face in my pussy. Oh god, yes.I feel him run his tongue over my clit while looking at me. "You always taste so fucking good" He says before kissing my clit. "Tell me what you want."Games, games and more games. It's always games when it comes to them."Sebastian, please let's not play this game." I whimper as I run my right hand through his hair. "No teasing. You already know what I want."He continues to stare at me and shakes his head. "What do you need?" He licks my clit again. "You need that?" I can't help but to moan. "Or do you need this?" He runs his tongue from my entrance to my clit. "Or how about." He takes one of his hands and all of a sudden, he looks down. "This?" I hear him say before I feel him push two fingers in me and look back up at me."Tell me fireflies."He doesn't move his fingers and I quickly catch on that he's not going to until I tell him. It alway
ViaI groaned as the sound of constant knocking cut through my fogginess. Blinking away the sleepy feeling, I raised my head and peered around. No way, not again. After another wild night out, I passed out in my car.The knocking persisted, louder this time, waking me up even more. I let out a heavy sigh and looked at the source of the noise, expecting the worst.And there he was, my older brother Christian, with a look of obvious irritation.Ugh!"Morning," I murmured, my voice scratchy from too much sleep and alcohol."Morning?" Christian responded incredulously, his arms folded tightly across his chest. "Via, it's almost noon. What are you doing sleeping in your car like this? And who's that guy?" he asked, pointing a finger at the person beside me.I winced at his sharp tone, feeling both guilty and embarrassed. "Lost track of time—""You're arguing so early. Can't you do it later?" Justin, my boyfriend, quipped, his eyes flashing."Justin?" my older brother said in disbelief, swi
ViaLast night, I got the news from my cheer coach that my spot is safe and that I should wear my uniform today.Relieved, I get dressed in my cheerleading outfit, making sure everything looks perfect. I grab my pom-poms and head downstairs to find the house empty. I realize I forgot to tell Kol I need a ride."Way too early for this," I grumble, finishing my breakfast and leaving the bowl in the sink. As I start walking to school, I hear someone call my name. Gosh, it's him!"Good morning, Mr. Montgomery," I say, trying to sound cheerful."Heading to school?" he asks. I nod. "Need a ride? I can drop you off.""Really?" I ask with a big smile."Yes. I'm going that way anyway. No trouble at all," he says.I immediately hop in, putting my backpack on the floor and holding my phone and keys in my lap.We're mostly quiet, lost in our own thoughts. Eventually, he breaks the silence. "So, I heard from Justin that you two are together?" he asks, his eyes focused on the road, not even glanci
ViaFriday's here, and man, this week's been dragging."V!"I glance over at Mr. Beaumont, who's looking pretty ticked off. "Did you even start that book I told you to read?"Book? Reading? I had no idea I was supposed to read anything, especially something he assigned."Nope, didn't even know I was supposed to—" My answer turns heads in the classroom. Kol saunters in, late as usual, but Mr. Beaumont ignores him."You mean to tell me you didn't grab 'The Great Gatsby' from the library on Wednesday after school?" Mr. Beaumont's tone is anything but forgiving, and I shake my head while Kol settles into his seat."I had no clue you wanted me to read that, sir. I thought we were sticking with 'Fahrenheit 451' this year," I explained, pulling out a copy of the wrong book from my bag."So you thought I'd let you off easy?" Mr. Beaumont's not buying it."No, sir, I just—" "Get a pass from my desk, head to the library, and bring back 'The Great Gatsby.' If not, it's an automatic F," he cuts