Her brows knit in the middle. “We’re gonna do it.” She states this with the confidence only someone who’s slept with a man before could have.
“We are?” I ask incredulously, and with an emphasis onwe.”
“Are you bowing out?” she questions. “Maybe you’ll discover you have a kink for watching someone else fuck me.”
“I was really hoping I’d be fucking two people.”
She arches a brow. “You can.”
“You know what I mean.”
“Come on,” she says, grabbing my wrist. “Let’s go drink, get to know each other, lay down some ground rules, and see what happens.”
I don’t get much time to argue before she pulls the door open and tugs me behind her. I go straight to the liquor and take another shot before pouring three more and bringing them to the living room.
“To uhh…” I hold my shot glass out toward theirs, my eyes bouncing between them as I try to figure out what to toast to.
“Trying new things?” the guy says with a slight arch of his brow and a cocky grin on his face.
He looks over at Vic, who clinks her glass to his while snorting. I guess he overheard more of our conversation than I’d like. Or my energy is very telling. Either way, I don’t like his smug expression.
“To rising to the occasion,” I say, staring right into his brown eyes.
His lips quirk as his gaze lowers down my body. “Is that right?”
Vic giggles and I swallow down my shot. “What was your name again?” I ask, placing my glass down on the coffee table. “Oscar?”
He grins like he’s amused by me. “Oliver. And you’re Aiden—Victoria’s little fuck buddy.”
I bite down, clenching my jaw. “I think Vic would tell you that I’m anything but little, and we’re more than fuck buddies. She’s one of my best friends.”
He inclines his head. “Oh yeah? I guess we’ll see, huh?” His eyes roam to my crotch again, and I realize he completely ignored the last part of my statement.
I hate this guy, and now this has turned into a competition. If we’re both gonna be fucking Victoria, I’m gonna be the goddamn best.
I take Vic’s shot glass and put it next to mine on the table before sliding my hand in hers and guiding her to the room.
She opens her mouth to protest but before words can slip between her lips, my tongue is twirling with hers.
Victoria moans, her hands finding my biceps before traveling up to my hair. I squeeze her ass through her thin shorts, my cock growing hard against her.
Rough denim brushes against the backs of my hands, and when I open my eyes, I find Oliver on the other side of Vic, staring right at me.
I pull my hands away, and at her realization that he’s joined us, she turns around and wraps her arms around his neck.
He looks away from me to turn his attention to her, his lips landing where mine just were and his hands traveling up her back until he gets to her hair. He tugs on her dark, black strands, making her moan as her head snaps back. His tongue slides between his lips as he licks a path across her neck, his eyes finding mine again.
I snap out of it and begin removing my clothes until I’m only in my boxers. I take my place behind Vic and pull her shorts and underwear down, crouching low to allow her to step out of them.
Ignoring what’s going on above me, I kiss the backs of her thighs before doing the same to her ass. She makes a noise before her hand finds my head, threading her fingers through my hair.
“Come here,” I say, moving back to the foot of the bed. I sit down on the floor and rest my head on the mattress. “On my face.”
She bites her lip before grinning at me, removing her shirt as she makes her way to the bed. With my eyes up toward the ceiling, I watch as she positions herself above my face, her feet on either side of me.
With my hands, I part her cheeks and shove my face between them, eating her ass like a starving man.
I focus on her moans and heavy breathing, and the feeling of her hands on my chest as she chants, “Oh god, yes, oh my god.”
