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Wyatt smiles. “Why are you always so angry?”
“Because life is fucking stupid, Wyatt.” I burst out laughing. Gah, she’s like my spirit animal. I wish I could meet a man as broody as Ezra.
“Easton,” Ezra says, a devious smile gracing her lip. “Truth or dare?”
“Fuck.” He barks out, “Dare.”
Her eyes twinkle with darkness. “If you drink, you’re a pussy,” she says.
He smirks. “I’ll do it.”
“Kiss Jasmine.” The room goes deadly silent. His jaw tics and Jasmine is about to run when Easton jumps up, snatching her and laying down an aggressive kiss to her lips. She gasps and then sinks into him, returning the hatred. The kiss is so hot it has me flaming up. I fan myself.
“Is it hot in here?” I mumble as Nixon laughs at me.
Finally, they break away, chests heaving. Easton snarls in her face and she pushes him away, running up the stairs as Easton takes a long pull of his beer watching her go.
I clear my throat. “Everett, you go.”
“Leslie, I dare you to sit on my lap.” Leslie looks at me, panicking.
“That’s not how this—” But Everett slices a hand through the air, silencing me.
“Rude,” I whisper.
Leslie gets up, walking over to Everett and sitting on his lap. Wyatt's jaw clenches as he watches. “Go for me, bestie.” Leslie smiles at me.
“Nixy, truth or dare?” He smiles at me, his dimples stealing the show.
“Dare.”
“I dare you to put your friendship bracelet back on because, really… it hurts that you no longer wear it.” He pulls the strip of leather out of his pocket, and I falter.
“You have it?” I ask.
“I don’t leave anywhere without it,” he says sadly, strapping it on.
Be still my heart.
* * *
It’s late when I sneak out of the room to grab a snack out of the kitchen. I pause when I see a cracked door. I shouldn’t look. I should keep going, but I can’t help it. Frozen, I watch as Wyatt has Everett's arms pinned above his head against the wall. They’re both shirtless, skin glistening in sweat that highlights every curve of their muscles. Everett’s head is thrown back as Wyatt kisses down his neck.
“Stop fighting it,” Wyatt whispers, and Everett lets out a strangled moan.
Wyatt releases one of Everett’s hands. He skates his palm down the side of Everett’s neck, down his chest and into his sweatpants. I watch as he fists him. Jerking him hard. Everett’s free hand grips the back of Wyatt’s neck as he crashes their lips together. Their tongues fight a battle for dominance. I squeeze my legs together. Holy shit, this is hot. Everett gets his other hand free and pushes Wyatt to the bed, getting on top of him. He straddles him before I see Leslie crawl onto the bed and straddle Wyatt’s face. Hold up… She’s naked as Wyatt eats her out and Everett jerks Wyatt off while sucking on Leslie’s boobs. I wish I was Leslie right now. It’s just getting good, when someone wraps a hand around my mouth and pulls me back into the room across.
“Dirty, dirty girl,” Nixon whispers against my ear, his hot breath skating down my neck.
“Nix,” I moan as his fingers skate down my sides and lift the hem of my shirt. “I want you,” I whisper.
He steps in front of me, picking me up and walking me over to the bed. His green eyes stare intensely down into my brown ones as we walk over. He gently sits me down on the bed. I push my shorts down as he kicks off his sweats, removing his boxers with them. His dick springs free, thick and hard, hitting his stomach. I rise to my hands and knees, crawling across the bed to him. His eyes darken as he pumps himself, eyes trailing all over my body, not sure where he should look first.
I grip him, my hands light as I stroke him. Amazed and nervous because I’ve never done this before. He must know that because his hand wraps around mine, tightening my grip, as he rubs my hand over his length using hard, slow strokes. I watch in suspense as he throws his head back, a moan breaking from his plush lips, his cock disappearing beneath our hands. I lean down, swiping my tongue across the head. A deep grunt expands his chest as he looks down at me, slowly unwrapping his hand from mine.
I wrap my lips around him, savoring the taste of velvet under my tongue as I slowly lick. I deepen him in my mouth. My eyes water when he hits the back of my throat, hands still pumping his shaft as I try to take him even deeper, but he’s too big. I moan around him; Nixon echoing the sounds. His fingers trace over my nipple, pinching and twisting as I gasp. I work him harder as he enters my soaking heat with three fingers, stretching me wide. The sting of the delicious ache has me sucking harder, saliva trickling from the side of my mouth. He takes a step back, and I gasp at the loss of his fingers and him inside my mouth. Gripping my neck, he lifts my face to his, his tongue sweeping my saliva up from the side of my lips, before plunging into my mouth. My body aches, sensitive to any touch as his tongue rubs against mine.
He pulls back, eyes twinkling, and then… he smiles. And it’s almost enough to send me over as my chest warms, my body urging me to be closer to him. To feel the weight of his body as he pins me to the bed, breaks through my gift, savors my body with his.
