Page 115 of Bitter Notes


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“Fuck this. I gotta move better than this, man,” Kieran grunts, wrapping his arms around my body. Rad’s dick is forced from my mouth as Kieran leans my front side over the edge of the table again and pounds into me repeatedly. “Fuck yes,” he grunts one last time, pulling out until the heat of his cum spreads all over my ass cheeks.

“Move, dickhead. It’s my turn now,” Rad proclaims, practically jumping down from the table and pushing Kieran out of the way. “You’re mine now, Pretty Girl,” he whispers, swiping my hair over my shoulder and kissing my flesh. “You’re still good?” he murmurs, teasing his tip through my folds until I nod. “Good girl,” he says, groaning when he entirely pushes inside and gently thrusts in and out, savoring the feel of me around him.

“I can’t,” I whine in a tired voice when his fingers circle my clit, eliciting more moans from my throat. “I can’t, Ashton,” I groan a protest when he presses harder, quickening his thrusts.

“One last time, Pretty Girl. Come on my cock, and then I won’t make you come anymore,” he grunts, pounding his hips into mine and filling the house with the sound of smacking flesh.

Without warning, another orgasm barrels through me, tightening around Rad’s dick until he comes on a grunt and stills behind me.

“You did so damn good, Pretty Girl. I think I might live in your pussy forever,” he murmurs in a tired voice, kissing my shoulder one last time before pulling out and stumbling over his feet. Groaning, he dramatically lies on the ground, putting his arm over his eyes. “Wake me when we fuck again,” he quips through a heavy breath.

”All right,” Asher says.

“Who is ready for round two?” His deep voice sounds from right behind me, his fingers moving through the come dripping out of my pussy and running down my leg. “You’re leaving some behind,” he tsks while clucking his tongue, gathering it all up on his finger, and shoving it back inside.

“Looks like someone needs to be the plug.” And with that, Asher enters my pussy once again with a groan, not giving me time to recuperate.

But there are no complaints from me when we start another round of—Fuck River silly until she can't walk anymore—my favorite type of game.

After another round, I’m lying dead on the table, looking up at the tall ceilings and examining the peculiar-looking chandelier. My heartbeat pounds in my ears as a body crawls over mine and settles against me.

“Good, Pretty Girl?” Rad asks, moving some of my sweaty hair from my forehead.

“Dead,” I mumble, closing my eyes.

“Aw, Pretty Girl. We killed you, didn’t we? Next time we’ll….”

“Next time?” I grumble, swatting him away from me as he laughs.

“Uh, duh. You don’t just live through one fiveway and think that’s the end. This is just the beginning of our gang bangs, baby,” he quips, kissing my cheek with a chuckle.

Footsteps sound beside us as Rad’s ripped away, and a familiar face hovers above mine with flushed cheeks and a grin.

"How about we get cleaned up in the hot tub? It should be nice and ready by now. Shit, it’s been three hours," Kieran says, scooping me up from the table and holding me in his arms.

“Don’t let me drown,” I say through a yawn, leaning my head on his sweaty chest, completely relaxing into him.

I hum when the five of us sink into the heated water of the hot tub and look up at the stars shining down, accompanied by the bright moonlight. No streetlights or other neighbors interrupt our serenity as we relax together until it is time to crawl into the large king-sized bed we all manage to squeeze into—one last time.

The following day we eat a quick breakfast, hit the showers, and make sure the house is spotless for the owners when they return next. The last thing I wanted them to see was the ass impressions we left on the dining room table they eat meals on. What a shock that would be.

"So," I say as we pack up the Tahoe and stare back at the castle we're about to leave behind forever. "Thanks for this week.”

Rad smirks, swooping in to cover me in kisses. "You needed it, Pretty Girl. And so did we."

"It was nice-nice to get away," Callum murmurs, kissing my cheek. "Nice to spend time with you."

"And in you!" Rad whoops with a grin, pulling me by the front of my shirt. I swat him away with a roll of my eyes. "So, do you understand now?" Rad asks, twisting me until my back hits the cold metal of the vehicle.

"Understand what?" I ask, raising a brow.

"That you're ours. Forever. There's no getting away from us now." He grins, not giving me a moment to argue when his lips descend on mine, and his tongue eats my answer.

"Exclusively ours," Kieran reiterates, shutting the back hutch after putting our bags inside.

"Exclusive, huh? When did that happen?" I quip as Kieran rounds on me, shoving Rad out of the way.

"Dude!" Rad gripes, stumbling sideways.

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