Page 5 of Seven is Swell

“And then there were six,” Jackson says as he comes to squat in front of the three of us. “Did you actually know that mark was yours, Adam, or were you just being chicken shit and trying to find out without actually asking?”

He grins. “Does it matter? I got the intended results.”

“You want this, Delaney?” Cory sounds sincere, checking in on me because Adam’s too busy being smug to do so.

My head is still spinning from cum, my emotions all over the place from all the rising and falling scenarios, and nobody has bent me over in the past few hours. There’s been teasing and non-reciprocation; I definitely wantsomething. So I sit there floundering, trying to decide amidst all the cranial confusion how I feel. Unclear.

“Shove a dick in her mouth again, she’ll be alright.”

I whip my head toward August, ready to say something caustic, but he knows exactly how to handle me.

“Look at me, Laney.”

It’s actually impossible not to look at Adam with him this close to me, his heaving chest just inches above mine. “Since the time we were little kids, it’s been you and me on all these stupid made up adventures that entertained us for hours, us against all the other adults around that always had something to do, and you know I’ve always been between you and everybody that didn’t understand you.

“I thought that was my role and I was good with it. I thought that if I could be important to you and keep you happy and still have something that was just mine next to all that, then my life would be perfect.

“But what good is a perfect life when I could have something extraordinary? How can I live with settling for being your friend when all I’ve ever wanted to do is claim the fuck out of you and kiss every inch of you? I’ve lied to myself for so long that it’s hard for me to believe that this is really happening, but now that I’ve let that part of me come to the surface and I know how it feels to kiss you, and what if feels like when you look at me with need, there’s no moving past this. I need to drown in it, need to absorb every part of you I can and suffocate myself on how goddessdamned perfect you feel in my arms. I want to see you lying beside Cory and kissing them, want to hear you whine in desire as you touch each other and explore, and then I want to touch both of you and see how fucking high we can fly together.”

Cory pulls Adam down and kisses him over my shoulder, smushing the three of us together even tighter. I think we’re abusing the capacity of this couch. “This is cute and all…isanyone opposed to moving to my bed? I’ll even throw in a bonus t-shirt to cover up the nips.”

Adam growls. “Don’t you dare put anything on.”

“Ooh, I get to see a woman’s vagina up close? This will be fun!” Cory practically sprints off the couch, throwing their shirt off to the side as they go, kicking their shoes off haphazardly.

“I want you on that bed next to Cory, and I’m going to explore every damn inch of what’s mine.” I’ve never heard Adam growl before, and I’m thinking that’s a good thing because now that I have, I might be looking for any chance I can take to push him into doing it again.

“Wow. Boner central over there,” August says as he gets up and stretches. “You guys need some snacks?”

Jackson laughs. “It’s kind of weird to be the two that have her on lockdown and watch the new partners squirm. Who do you think is going to come first?”

They walk off to the bedroom with their arms all buddy-buddy on each other’s shoulders as they head to my bedroom, and I feel like this situation is getting out of hand, but fuck am I really damned turned on.

Chapter Three

Adam

I try and control my movements as much as possible, wanting to appear like I’m completely in control. It couldn’t be further from the truth, but I’d still like to project that.

Cory is bouncing up and down like a horny puppy, and I think we’re going to start there.

I’ve never had the chance to dig into the urges I get because when it’s just me and Cory it’s a little tricky to balance them out with how sweet they are, how utterly soft and perfect even while they’re choking on my dick, but now that Delaney is going to play with us I think it’s time to see what fun I can stir up.

“Cory, I want you kneeling on the bed. Unbutton your pants but don’t take them off yet. I want you facing me and leaving enough room for Delaney to kneel beside you.”

I watch as Cory’s eyes light up at my bossy tone, and I find myself wishing I had a button up shirt on so I could undo it slowlyfor dramatic effect. “Delaney, are you comfortable without the blanket?”

“Why do I keep needing to remind people that I’m a bodysmith? I would be a nudist 100% of the time if it wasn’t illegal. Clothes suck.”

She drops the throw blanket and tosses it onto Jackson, who is…sitting on August’s lap. “Okay, what the fuck is this?”

I watch as August’s hands run up and down Jackson’s thighs, on the outside at least, and Jackson is just completely relaxed and leaning against his chest. “What is what?” Jackson asks with a smirk.

“Oh my gods, I just had the best idea. What if you two sat like that naked and I could have a double decker dick sandwich?” You’d think Delaney just got a million dollar idea based on how excited she looks.

“Yes, yes, you enjoy them very much; going to need you to focus that energy on what I’m trying to do, though. Delaney, get your ass on the bed.”

She salutes me as she releases the ponytail her hair’s been slowly falling out of, completely confident in her incredible curvy body.

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