Chapter 1
Tyson
My arm curls around her waist, drawing her in as I try to remember her name. Screw it. I don’t need it anyway. She’ll only be hanging around for another hour or two. The only one who should be worried about a name is her when she’s screaming mine out later, and I can assure you that any chick at this party, already knows who the fuck I am.
The music booms in my ears as I bring the glass bottle to my lips and tip it up. This beer tastes like warm piss, but in order to get a new one, I’d have to step away from this girl and right now, her ass is grinding back into my dick and it feels too fucking good to step away.
I glance across the room to find my best friend, Jesse, being led up the stairs toward his bedroom by his girlfriend, Kaylah. He nods my way before disappearing completely out of sight. Jess and Kaylah have been together for nearly a year now and the second we took over the roles as the fucking kings of Broken Hill High, the world has been mine for the taking.
Everyone who knows us either wants to fuck us, be us, or join us, and I’m absolutely fine with that, especially as Jesse is loyal as fuck to Kaylah, meaning where pussy is concerned, it’s all coming my way.
My hand rests against this chick’s waist as she dances upon me. She thrusts her ass back into me and I groan as she continues to move. This one is a little cock tease and I fucking love it. My hand travels down her toned waist and slips into the waistband of her bikini bottoms as bodies crowd around us, dancing and losing themselves to the music, completely unaware of what’s going on around them.
My hand continues its descent until my fingers are brushing over her clit. I grin, finding her already soaking wet and apply a little pressure as I rub small circles. The girl arches her back, thrusting her tits out as she drops her head back to my shoulder and grinds down against my hand.
That’s right, baby. You fucking love it.
With her head back on my shoulder, her neck open for the taking, and her ass rubbing firmly against my dick, I get the show on the road. I drop my lips to her neck and kiss her, loving the way a needy moan slips from between her lips.
I taste her perfume on her skin and it’s fucking gross, but I don’t stop. Nothing beats watching a chick get off while your hand is down her pants and her soft little clit is beneath your fingers.
The girl adjusts herself so that her hand replaces her ass on my dick and while it feels fucking incredible, I can’t stop the fleeting feeling that it’ll never be as good as when it’s with…no. Don’t go there, Tyson. Don’t fall down the rabbit hole.
A second pair of hands curl around my back and I drop my gaze to the newcomer as she steps around to my side and watches the look of euphoria on the girl’s face. Her eyes brim with excitement and I see the devilish idea forming in her mind. She’s down for a threesome, and fuck it, I’m not going to say no…but, we’ll need the third party to agree.
I reach over and toss my empty beer bottle onto one of the many tables of the Ryder household and instantly replace it with this new girl’s perky ass. She grins up at me with fire in her eyes and her tongue shoots out over her plump lips, making me grow impossibly harder. This is going to be fun.
She presses up onto her tippy-toes and presses her wet lips to mine, inviting herself in. The girl notices my absence on her neck and turns to find the newcomer’s tongue down my throat and I watch on with caution. This is usually when chicks become territorial, but as the newcomer’s eyes blaze with excitement and she brushes her fingers down the girl’s waist, sending a shiver over her skin, we suddenly have a party.
Fuck, yeah.
Not wanting to waste a second, I take the girls upstairs and give them exactly what they’re both wanting, and I wasn’t wrong, they know my name better than they know their own.
I lay between them, all three of us utterly spent. One is laying against my chest with my arm curled around her tight little body and my hand firmly on her ass while the other is laid back against the pillow with her leg hooked high over my hip and her hand still gently stroking up and down my dick.
I close my eyes. While I’m more than fucking satisfied, I’m still missing something, and it’s something that I’ll never get from these two.
The party rages on downstairs and considering that Jesse is probably still balls deep inside his girlfriend, it’s on me to get down there and make sure his home is still in one piece.
I spank the girl on the ass. “Alright, time to go,” I say, sitting up between them.
They adjust themselves and judging by the looks on each of their faces, I know exactly how this is going to go.
The wild one on my right instantly sits up beside me and dangles her legs off the side of the bed. “Thanks,” she murmurs, looking back over her shoulder with a grin. She bends down and finds her clothes on the floor as I scoot out of bed and I don’t doubt that within the blink of an eye, she’ll be out the door and ready for her next victim. She knows the fucking drill.
The other girl though, she sits up with a pout on her lips as I step into my jeans and start working on my belt buckle. “You don’t need to go,” she tells me.
“Sorry, babe,” I say, grabbing my shirt and pulling it over my head as the other dresses and begins searching for her shoes.
“Can I at least get your number?”
The wild girl chuckles before turning on the other. “Sweety, that’s not how this works. It was a little fun, and honestly, a guy who’s willing to fuck you like that and is so easily ready to include other girls is not the guy you want to be going after. Do yourself a favor, cross it off your bucket list and hold out for a guy who isn’t going to fuck you dirty in some stranger’s bed.” She looks to me with a cringe. “Sorry, no offense.”
I hold my hands up, grateful that she said exactly what I was thinking without making me the bad guy. “None taken.”
She nods before walking to the door and opening it wide, making the sounds of the party flow right through Tora’s old bedroom. “Excellent,” she says, looking back over her shoulder. “We should do this again sometime.”
She doesn’t wait for my response before walking out the door and pulling it closed behind her.
Well, fuck. That girl is a force to be reckoned with and one day, she’s going to make some guy an extremely happy man. I wouldn’t mind doing it again, but I have a feeling I’ll never see that girl again, though despite how much fun that was, I’m not exactly torn up about it.
I walk towards the door when I hear a squeak from the first girl and I cringe. How is it possible that I’d already forgotten about her? “So, I really can’t get your number.”
“Sorry, babe. She was right, that really isn’t how this works, but thanks. That was fun.”
“Uhhh, yeah,” she says, slightly confused, but I don’t hang around for more. I step through the door, leaving the girl to pull herself together.
I make my way back down to the party and find myself beelining for the bar. I grab a bottle of bourbon and start pouring myself a shot.
“Fuck, bourbon?” Jesse’s familiar voice asks from behind me. I look back over my shoulder to find him shaking his head in disappointment. Just great; a lecture. That’s exactly what I want after making stupid decisions. “Who’d you fuck this time?”