Hurting You (Blackthorn Elite 3)

“Mhm,” I moan, my impending orgasm just on the horizon.

“Soon, sweetheart, soon.” Easton’s voice holds promise, but I ignore him and focus on nothing more than the unbridled pleasure consuming me. Like lightning rippling across the sky, I start to come, my eyes flutter closed, and my pussy pulses, clenching around his finger.

My back arches as my body contours on its own. I’m vaguely aware of Cam’s erection pressing into my butt cheek, but in this moment, I don’t care. If they wanted to fuck me all night, I would let them. I would do whatever they want, and not because I’m scared. In this moment, I just want them, want them to make me feel good, to touch me, hold me, fuck me.

Slowly, I start to come down from the biggest orgasm of my life. I’d made myself come before, but nothing ever felt as all-consuming as this. Like a leaf falling from a tree, I gradually come down to earth.

My body is still limp when Cam moves me around on his lap like I’m a doll and stands up. My eyes fly open, and my arms move to stop him, or at least hold onto him, but I’m already lifted up in the air. He cradles my naked body to his chest as the fog of hormones slowly clears out of my brain, and I’m left with the stark reality of my situation.

With my brain returning to its normal, less endorphin swamped state, my thoughts about letting them do what they want are suddenly gone. Fear replaces them yet again. What are they going to do next?

“Where is your bedroom?” Cam growls, looking around like he is searching for another door… one he won’t find.

“You’re standing in it,” I whisper.

“You sleep on the couch?”

“It pulls out,” I defend my sleeping arrangements.

“You have fun with that,” Cam tells me, right before he drops me back down on the couch. My body bounces once, the old rusty springs underneath squeaking. “Let’s go, Easton.”

“I think I’ve changed my mind. I want to fuck her,” Easton announces, looking at my body like he is about to devour me.

“Not today,” Cam shakes his head. “Come on, I’ll take you to the dorm. You can get some pussy there.”

“I’ve already fucked all the girl at the dorms. I want a shiny new toy… and this one looks fun to play with,” Easton says like I’m not here at all. Talking about me like I’m a thing.

The entire time they are having a conversation, I’m just lying there on the couch completely nude. I think about covering up, but it’s not like they haven’t seen me naked yet.

“Not today,” Cam repeats, a little more insistent this time. “She’s been a good girl for us, so we’ll leave her alone for now.”

“Fine, let’s go then,” Easton huffs, before adjusting his pants.

“Goodnight, sweets. We’ll see you tomorrow,” Cam winks at me. “Lock the door after us, this seems like a bad neighborhood. Wouldn’t want someone to break in and take advantage of you.”

I don’t say anything back, just watch as both turn away from me and walk out the front door like nothing happened.

6

Cameron

Like a total creep, I sit in the corner of the cafeteria by myself, nursing a soda. I normally go home in between classes or find some girl to fuck in the dorms, but today all my thoughts are with Stella. The way her naked little body squirmed around on my lap, her ass grinding into my crotch. Her moans as she came all over Easton’s fingers. Fuck, that was so hot. I’ve been with a lot of girls and done a lot of shit, but that simple little act was one I’ll never be able to forget.

I know she is somewhere back there in the kitchen; unfortunately, that’s where she usually stays. So far, I’ve only caught sight of her once. She was getting something from behind the counter, and she didn’t see me sitting here while she did.

Frustrated, I’m about to call it a day when she appears in the doorway. In her hand, a rag and a small bucket filled with water. She walks over to the table, furthest away from me, and starts cleaning off the table. Her back is turned to me, and she bends slightly, giving me a great view of her ass. The same ass I had naked on my lap last night. My dick stirs in my jeans, and all I can think of is fucking her, worshipping her little body. It would be the perfect way to keep her mouth shut.

I wanted to fuck her last night, and maybe we should have, but I felt weird having her grandma in the next room. When we fuck her, I want to make her scream without worrying her grams is going to burst through the door.