Forsaken Desires (The Deepest Desires 2)

chapter nine

Knox

Clearly out of my goddamn mind tonight, I open the door to my room, letting the girl and Aston in, before shutting and locking it behind us.

I can’t fucking remember her name, so we’ll call her Connecticut.

This is what I get for popping a molly with Katie before everyone got here. She’s going to get a kick out of this tomorrow when I tell her. She’s rather occupied at the moment too, having found her own hook-up for the evening—some guy I’ve never seen in my life, with a British accent, looking straight out of GQ.

He randomly showed up at the party about two hours ago and caught her eye immediately.

Turning around once I reach the bed, looking at Aston, I’m hoping he puts an end to this. I sure as shit won’t back down, but I also think this is a terrible idea. What possessed me to suggest this to Connecticut is beyond me, but now we’re here.

As if he can hear my internal struggle, he smirks at me before reaching around and pulling his shirt over his head, tossing it on the ground in a silent challenge.

Fuck this guy.

He’s not going to intimidate me into pussy-ing out.

Following his lead, I pull my shirt off next, tossing it on the ground beside me.

Tattoos adorn his hands and forearms, like mine, but unlike me, his chest and stomach are completely bare of any ink. He’s lean, but you can still make out abs, his chest is defined, and arms are lightly muscled. He’s shorter than me, but not by much, maybe an inch or two.

By the way his eyes roam over me, I can tell he’s studying me in great detail as well. Looking at Connecticut, she is taking turns looking at the both of us with wide, lust-filled eyes.

I wasn’t lying when I said I noticed her as soon as she got here. She is extremely hot, but had Aston not started flirting with her, I probably wouldn’t have pursued her. I wasn’t in the mood to hook-up tonight, but based on the stiff erection in my pants, it’s safe to say that’s changed.

She takes this as her cue to start removing her clothes as well. She’s in a skintight dress, so as soon as she takes it off, she’s basically naked, and fuck, she has a nice, tight body.

Her tits are a large handful and look perky, and she has an actual hourglass-shaped figure, with the curviest hips I think I’ve ever seen in person. Her ass is round, and her thighs are thick as hell. She is short, but her body is proportionate, nothing looking too small or too long for her frame.

Looking to Aston to see if he’s checking her out too, I find his eyes already on mine. His expression is somewhat of a mystery, a mix between amused and something else I can’t quite place.

Interesting.

Desperately needing to get this moving along, because standing here is awkward as hell, I saunter over to Connecticut, brushing her hair over her shoulder and kissing her.

Her hands come up, hooking her index fingers into my belt loops, pulling me closer to her, and opening her mouth, inviting me in. Deepening the kiss, I feel Aston’s warm body heat engulf us as he comes up behind her. Moving her hair to the side, he peppers kisses all along the side and back of her neck, unclasping her bra at the same time.

Her straps fall down her shoulders, exposing her tits, which in fact are perky and fucking perfect, letting the bra fall to the ground. Dropping her head back onto his shoulder, she looks at me with heavy lids, silently asking what my next move is going to be.

Answering her by dropping to my knees, I take her breasts in my hands, bringing my mouth to her right nipple and twirling my tongue around the tight, rosy bud. Her hands come up almost automatically to run through my hair, tugging gently.

Looking up, I see Aston turn her head to the side, crashing his lips down on hers, his hand going to wrap around her throat in a loose grip.

When I nibble lightly on her nipple, she moans into his mouth, then I move my mouth to her other nipple, showing it the same attention. At this point, she’s in only her black lace panties, and I can smell her arousal from where I’m kneeling.

The scent sends a zap straight to my cock, which is now fully hard and aching. Starting to kiss my way down her stomach, I lick a path to her belly button, causing goosebumps to break out all over her skin and a shiver to wrack through her body.

Aston is back to kissing and sucking on her neck, but his eyes are on me, definitely filled with arousal and lust now.

The molly is swimming through my veins, heightening every feeling and sensation, amplifying my need and desire.

Looking up at both of them, I hook my fingers into the waist of her panties, waiting for some sort of indication to move forward. She thrusts her hips toward me, and I take that as her consent, beginning to bring her panties down her legs, letting them fall to her ankles, before she kicks out of them.

Placing soft, sensual kisses along her hip bones and thighs, I glance up again, seeing Aston bring his hands down to cup her tits, squeezing them, while sinking his teeth into her shoulder.

Her whole body shudders as she sighs deeply. Hooking one of her legs over my shoulder, I run my tongue over the length of her slit, pulling a deep, throaty groan from her. Opening her lips with my thumbs, I twirl my tongue around her clit, sucking it into my mouth. Her feminine, salty, sweet flavor causes an involuntary groan to fall out of my mouth, and she moans softly above me.

Sensing movement, I look up, seeing her rubbing her hand over the bulge in Aston’s pants, and his head is thrown back, eyes closed. The sight of the two of them does nothing but further ignite the flames licking my veins.

Bringing my mouth back to her pussy, licking around her clit, I bring a finger up to her entrance. I tease around it for a moment before sinking my middle finger into her hot, wet cunt, feeling her walls tighten around me.

My cock is so fucking hard, and I’m so insanely turned on, I feel like I could come like this. She has taken Aston’s dick out of his pants, now stroking it, while her head remains resting on his shoulder. Her body is blocking him, so I can’t see anything, but I can tell by her movements that’s what she’s doing.

Needing more—more stimulation, more touching, just more—I place a kiss on her pussy before removing my finger and standing up. Kissing her deeply, she groans at tasting herself, before I pull away slightly and say against her lips, “Let’s go to the bed.”

She kisses my lips once more, then nods her head with a whimper before stepping out from between us and heading for the bed. Leaving Aston and me face to face, my traitorous eyes can’t help but lower to his cock, which is still out of his pants, rock-hard, and surprisingly uncircumcised.

My eyes shoot up as fast as they looked down, but his gleaming gaze is already on me, a smirk tugging on his lips. Yeah, he definitely caught me looking.