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He carries me right into the school building, stopping to push me against the wall and kiss me until I forget what we’re even doing. We break apart laughing when someone whistles and hoots at us. Then again, when we’re at Riot’s door, he kicks it with his boot instead of knocking so he doesn’t have to lose his grip as he slants his lips over mine and sucks my tongue into his mouth.
The door opens and I fall right into Riot. “Looks like you got started early,” he says with a chuckle. “Does this mean you’re up for a more private party?”
I nod, tangled in the both of them and not minding one bit.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Ghost stand up from Riot’s kitchen table and throw down a hand of cards. “Damn, I wish we’d been there to watch. Looks like a good time.”
“Harmony and Paris were on fire tonight,” Tex explains. “Our little innocent here likes to watch.”
Ghost looks intrigued. “Is that right?”
"Apparently so," I whisper.
I'm still not sure how this will work, but just like our first kisses, I trust them to show me. My shirt is the first to go, quickly tossed aside, followed by my bra.
Instinctively, I cross my arms over my chest, covering up.
"Honey, no," Tex says roughly. He takes my wrists and pries my arms away. "You're fucking beautiful. Never hide yourself, and especially not from us. We're never gonna hurt you. We'd keep you naked all day if we could.”
Riot runs his hands over my hips. “I love your body. Didn’t you get that earlier? He moves his hands up to cup my breasts, trapping my sensitive nipples between his fingers and making me draw a sharp breath in surprise. "If not, then I did something wrong, because I want to worship every square inch of your skin." Riot pushes my hair aside to kiss the back of my neck, just as Tex leans in to kiss my breasts. One big biker is nice, but being trapped between two of them is delightfully sinful.
Ghost peels his shirt up over his head as he watches Riot and Tex work me over. He throws it aside, revealing the patchwork of white scars and colorful tattoos that decorates his powerful torso and make sleeves on his arms.
"Stand up," Riot orders, his voice husky in my ear. With his big hands cradling my ribs, he lifts, helping me.
Tex unbuttons my mini skirt and I wiggle my way out of it, along with my underwear. Then he places a kiss on my belly and starts working his way down, his lips hot against my skin. "We've got a lot of things to show you."
Riot steps back to peel off his shirt and unbutton his jeans, watching as Ghost moves in.
Ghost slides one hand into my hair and another cups my breast. His calloused fingers are rough and possessive, demanding rather than asking for my pleasure. He makes a fist in my hair, tugging it until I have to look his way so he can kiss me.
And when he does, Tex spreads me open down below and flicks his tongue over my clit. I have to steady myself, bracing against Tex's head and Ghost's chest as tantalizing sparks light my nerves on fire. Cool on the outside, Ghost’s heart beats fast under my palm, as excited as I am.
"Come here." Riot takes control again, pulling me away from them and onto the bed.
He pushes me down to the mattress, leaving me on my back, looking up at him in all his naked glory. His thick length bobs above me hard and tempting. I smile nervously up at him as I wrap my fingers around it. His pulse races under my fingers. I start to stroke, like he showed me, eager to make him feel good again. His low groan is its own reward.
Ghost climbs onto the bed on my other side, now naked, and every bit as thick and hard as Riot. Tex joins the party, pushing between my legs and pressing my knees towards my chest to get himself full access with his tongue.
I don't really know how to handle one man, never mind three. I don’t want to disappoint them. "Y—you guys need to tell me if I’m doing something wrong, okay?"
"It’s the other way around tonight, baby. We’re going to make you feel so fucking good, so if something isn’t working for you, you need to tell us," Ghost growls. He takes my hand and wraps it around him, so that now I have one on each side. "Trust me, watching you enjoy yourself is half the fun. Just stroke real slow while Tex makes you feel good and we’ll make sure it all works out."
I nod, and Tex buries his long tongue in my needy pussy, swiping greedily through my folds. I'm so slick with excitement that I can hear it. God, my fantasies were so tame compared to reality. "But I want to learn. Teach me something. How can I make you feel like Tex is making me feel?"
Riot grins and grabs a pillow. "Sit up a little, baby girl." I raise my head and shoulders off the mattress, which gives me a good view of Tex feasting between my legs. Mesmerized, I spread my legs wider to give him room while Riot slides the pillow under my shoulders. "Okay, ease back. Yeah, like that. Fucking perfect."
With the thick pillow under me, my head hangs back a little off the edge. It feels weird until Riot gets into position behind my head and guides his slick cock to my lips.
Oh. Now I get it.
He waits, letting me decide.
"Tell me if I do it wrong, okay?" I open my mouth for him.
"Watch your teeth. Other than that, I don't think you could do this wrong if you fucking tried," he groans, nudging the thick head between my lips.
I touch my tongue to him, tentatively. Exploring. He mostly tastes like skin, maybe a little salty. A drop of slick wetness touches my tongue as I swipe it over the tip, and I spread it around, exploring the shape and feel of him. He groans, letting me know I'm on the right track.
