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Silence settled between Colin and I with Daria gone. The TV provided the dialog, but the Mystery Science Theater Three Thousand commentary vanished.
I didn’t want to feel uncomfortable around Colin. “Are we good?” I made sure to push the sincerity into my question.
“We’re good.” Colin nodded. He sounded like he meant it. “You can sit up here if you promise to keep your hands to yourself.” Was he joking as he patted the spot next to him?
Thank fuck. “Cross my heart.” I moved to sit with my back to the headboard, still keeping distance between us, but not nearly as much as before. This was better.
Daria came back a short while later. “Alana sayshi” she relayed as she joined us on the bed.
The reminder of our actual relationship with Daria, and that next week we’d go back to our lives and this would become just a pleasant memory, pretty much killed the last of my sexy thoughts.
We went back to the show and our play by play, but as each new episode rolled, we said less and yawned more.
I didn’t remember falling asleep, but the sun outside the window said it was morning. Daria was breathing steadily, her back to me and her ass pressed into me. And fuck if I wasn’t hard again.
I should extract myself from this situation before she woke up.
She wiggled against me. “Is that your sword, Jon Snow?”
“Are you talking to me or him?” Sleep lined Colin’s question.
So much for leaving. Not that I really wanted to.
“Both of you, apparently.” Daria giggled.
That was adorable. I rested a hand on her hip. I was glad Colin stopped me last night, but this wasn’t me pushing for sex with another man to get someone else off.
“Are you offering to help me sheath my blade?” It was tempting to slip my fingers under the elastic of her shorts, and tease her bare skin, but I could take things alittleslowly.
Daria glanced over her shoulder at me, a teasing smile on her face. “I’m offering to watch you do it yourself.”
“Did you just tell him to go fuck himself?” Colin asked.
Daria laughed. “No, though I can see now why you’d think that.” She extracted herself from between us and crawled away, her ass in the air and wiggling with each step. She turned and faced us. “I’m asking if I can watch.”
I did like to be part of the show. I pulled back the sheets to expose myself. I finished the job my cock had started in working itself free from my boxers, and fisted it loosely. “Like this?”
“Exactly like that.” Daria looked at Colin. “Yes or no?”
He kicked aside the bedding as well and pushed down the waistband of his shorts to expose himself. “Yes.”
Fuckyes. I focused on Daria since the show was for her. The way she watched us with her tongue caught between her teeth and her chest heaving with every breath. As I stroked slowly, she kneaded her breasts through her tank top, then worked one free.
Watching her watching us was hotter than most things my imagination could come up with, especially knowing Colin was part of the same show.
She moved her hand lower, to press through her shorts.
That wouldn’t do at all. “Take them off,” I ordered. “I want to see your gorgeous pussy.”
Daria’s blush spread down her neck and to her exposed breast and nipple. So alluring. She pushed off her bottoms, lay back halfway with her weight on one arm to prop her up, and spread her legs. The way she danced her fingers along her slick, glistening skin made me groan.
“So fucking stunning.” I stroked faster, and couldn’t help watch for a moment as Colin did the same, his fist sliding up and down his thick, hard cock. I forced my attention back to Daria. “What do I have to do from here to get you off?”
She shook her head. “I’m not the show.”
“Aren’t you?” I tightened my grip and my body reacted, desire mounting inside.
Daria bit her bottom lip and dipped her fingers lower, sliding inside herself, before drawing her touch back up.
