Room Mated: Standalone Reverse Harem Romance

This time, I slid the vibe under the covers before I started it up again. The sound wasn’t quite as loud that way. I slid the vibrator down the smooth skin of my stomach and teased the tip of it under the waistband of my panties. The bunk bed was shaking by then, and it turned me on thinking about Jude fisting his cock right above me.

By the time the tip of the vibrator was at my folds, I was breathing harder. I pressed the tip of the vibe into my slit and it glided up and down. Then I moved it up to my clit.

I gasped, shivering with pleasure at the strong sensation.

“Shit, that’s hot,” Mason said, his voice thick with arousal. “Hearing the vibe get muffled… and knowing where it’s headed.”

“And don't forget the gasp,” Jude said. “I could listen to that breathy little gasp all day, Kylie.”

“Don’t stop,” Mason ordered.

I didn’t want to. I eased the tip of the vibe back to my clit and instantly, my breathing was as labored as if I’d just run a race.

“Shit,” Mason said, drawing the word out. I had to admit that it excited me that they liked the way I sounded. I’d certainly enjoyed listening to them before. Then I remembered Parker.

I looked across the space between us, but there was no movement from his bed. He was on his side, facing me. His eyes were open, but I didn’t think they were focused on anything. It was a very familiar expression. “Parker?”

The room grew quieter as Jude and Mason waited for his response. Finally, it came. “I can’t,” he said. “I tried, but… I just can’t.”

“You’ve got to get out of your head, man,” Jude advised. “Try not to think about anything.”

“Fuck that,” Mason muttered. “Focus on Kylie. Listen to her. That shit is hot.”

Something came over me at Mason’s words. It seemed more important than ever to give Parker a way to feel better. “Close your eyes,” I said, looking directly at him. “Close your eyes and just listen.”

After a moment, he did as I asked. Relieved, I pressed the vibrator next to my clit again, but I’d lost some of my momentum when I’d focused on him.

But maybe I knew a way to get back on track and to help Parker out. “It’s daylight,” I said. “I—I mean, a woman, is all alone in the suite. She strips off her clothes and climbs into the lower bunk.”

What the hell was I doing? I sounded like the narrator of a porno. If they even had narrators—I’d never seen one. However, I sensed that the others were listening attentively, so I continued. “She stretches out on the bed on top of her covers. She intends to make the most of her time alone.”

Running the vibe up and down my slit again, I gave an involuntary gasp and wondered if Jude thought it sounded as sexy as the first one. And if Parker did.

“She arches her back as she stretches. Her breasts bob on her chest and she cups them, squeezing them, wishing it were a man touching her. Wishing a man’s hands were all over her body.”

Now I had their attention—all three of them. I could just tell. I didn’t know what to say next, but I knew that this was turning me on, too. I rubbed the tip of the vibe in a circle around my clit again, and suddenly, talking got harder. “She runs her hand up and down her body, teasing herself. She doesn’t even notice that she’s spread her legs. She just knows that her hands feel so damn good on her body.”

I took a few deep breaths and held out against the delicious tension that was building up inside me. “Then she reaches for her vibrator. It’s pink, and small, and she knows just where to put it.”

Mason groaned, and I grinned in the dark as I listened to them work themselves harder. “Don’t stop,” he growled.

“She runs the tip along her slit and is surprised by how wet she is. The vibe glides up and down so easily…” I trailed off as my legs started to tremble. Either the fantasy I was weaving or the vibrator itself was working me into a frenzy. Or maybe it was because I could see the outline of Parker’s hand stroking back and forth under his blanket.

“She’s pressing the vibe against her clit and getting close. Her back arches and she doesn’t even notice at first when the door opens…”

“Holy fuck,” Jude said, sounding breathless.

“And she looks up and sees him, and—and—” My voice trailed off as my muscles tightened. The build-up was so overwhelming that I lost track of what I was saying.

Then Jude’s strong, musical voice took over. “She sees you standing in the door, Parker. You’re back early from class.”