Page 41 of Privilege
Hyper aware of the fact that I’m wedged between two brothers on a boat full of staff, I scramble to cover myself up.
Rich pushes me down, my right arm against Dane’s ribs, the backs of my fingers brushing the material of Dane’s bathing suit shorts. He drops kisses along my neck and my collar bone. “Don’t be nervous, baby”
A strange sound escapes my lips. I don’t know what it was. A whimper maybe?Dane is right beside us! Are you going to fuck me right here in front of him?My pussy clenches.
“She’s perfect, right?” Rich murmurs against my stomach, fingers trailing down my ribs.
“Perfect…” Dane echoes.
I can’t help it—I turn my palm towards Dane and flex my fingers, digging my fingers into his thigh. I’m practically panting, the sound of their voices in tandem like goddamn hypnosis. My pussy ripples with excitement as they talk.
“Look at her,” one of them says, voice low.
“Stunning,” says the other.
I whimper again, melting from the praise, when Rich palms my pussy over my bathing suit.
“Are you wet baby?”
I pause, because that sounded like Dane. I don’t know who’s touching me and who’s speaking anymore. But the only thing I can respond with is a moan when my bathing suit is pushed aside and a finger slips deftly into my cunt.
“She’s soaked,” he says.Rich. That’s Rich, touching me.
Dane hums his approval in my ear, while Rich’s thumb gently circles my clit. My back arches up off the leather and my legs fall open, one thigh landing on Dane. His fingers stray, the back of his knuckles rubbing my thigh as he removes his aviators, eyes glued to Rich’s fingers disappearing inside me.
My exposed body becomes a lightning rod for the relentless sexual tension of the past few days. Desireis streaming from both of them. I’m pooling around Rich’s fingers as he pumps faster from the excitement of all three of us in such close proximity.
Rich shifts and sits up so he’s on his knees, his face inches away from Dane’s, and withdraws his hand from between my legs.
Dane freezes. I freeze.
“Have a taste,” Rich says. And then he slides his middle finger into Dane’s mouth.
Dane’s lips close around Rich and his hand snaps up to grip Rich’s wrist as he sucks my wetness off of him.
My brain short circuits at the sight. I am deceased.My soul has left my body.Their hunger for each other makes my pussy pound like a drum as I watch and wait.
Dane yanks Rich’s cum-soaked fingers out of his mouth and heaves Rich towards him so they’re chest to chest.
The world stops.
“Fuck it,” Dane says.
And then he grabs the back of Rich’s head and kisses him.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Dane
Kissing Rich feels likesinking to the bottom of the pool. Quiet. Weightless.
I’ve been waiting my whole fucking life for this.
His lips are surprisingly soft. My hand fists in his hair and crushes him to me, both of us inhaling hard, and I try to tell him all the things I couldn’t, before.
I’m sorry I left you. It was because of this.
He groans a little and his lips part. He squeezes both sides of my neck when I slide my tongue betweenhis teeth.
