Except I don’t. All I see in those gray eyes is a flash of heat and amusement.
“God. She’s so fucking wet,” the man between my legs groans against me.
I don’t even know his name.
“Come on, Hawk,” Callum urges. “Her bitch of a sister chased you from your house, didn’t she? I bet you’ve dreamed about teaching her a lesson more than once. And now you can. You know that kid always had a crush on you. She just lashed out because you didn’t give in. Now, you can take your revenge. You can fuck her sister. Imagine when she finds out, huh? You wouldn’t touch her, but you filled her big sister with cum.”
Those words are weapons, aimed right at a part of Hawk I would never have guessed existed. He knows his friend in and out and he’s aiming right where he’ll hit his mark. I can tell even before the blond guy moves.
“You’re so sick,” Hawk says.
But he’s the first to open his belt, and free a hard cock from his pants.
I’ve never actually seen a cock in person, though porn has taught me plenty. His is…scary.
It’slong. Very long and straight, like a fucking pole. It’s not as wide as I imagined, but the idea of that ten-inch tube going anywhere near me makes me recoil in fear.
Hawk is content to remain at a distance, though, jerking the shaft up and down as he watches.
Callum lowers the cup of my bra underneath the swell of my tit to directly cup it, his finger running around the lobe of my nipple. “These are smaller than your sister’s, I think,” he muses.
I don’t attempt an answer; I know that evaluation is for Hawk more than me.
Meanwhile, the stranger between my legs adds a finger to his tongue, and fuck, I can’t help the spasms running through my entire body, making me jerk up, moan, tremble.
“So fuckingtight!” he grunts. “I can’t wait to be inside you, beautiful.”
Inside me.
It dawns on me then. I’m not going to be fucked once. All of them are going to use me, at once. Likely for eight hours straight.
Oh god, what did I get myself into? Will I survive it? My cardiac rhythm can’t be healthy right now.
Without much in the way of a warning, my body betrays me, losing all control as I come, and come, and come over the lap of my buyer, while a man whose name I still don’t know keeps licking me, for the viewing pleasure of a third stranger.
“Good girl,” Callum praises me. “Now you’re just wet enough to take a hard cock, huh?”
Fuck.
“What do you say? Should we reward Sebastian for being so generous with his tongue?”
So that’s the name of the man whose golden eyes are staring at me from between my legs, his mouth wet with my juices.
“Or maybe Hawk should get to play? He hasn’t had a chance yet. Besides, I think out of all of us, Hawk might need a good fuck more than the rest. You see, he’s about to enter into holy matrimony, after all.”
I look at the miserable sod who strokes his cock while watching us.
This whole thing is objectively disgusting. That guy’s about to be married. I’m the stripper whore he cheats on his wife with on the eve of the big day. What an awful cliche.
But I know what my answer should be.
“Well, Hawk already has his cock out.”
I don’t know how I manage to sound sultry. I certainly don’t try. But he does have a cock, and he’s stroking it, and he looks…
Scary. Too big.
Beautiful.