Go on then

I'm breathless against the wall, still tasting the mix of all of them on my tongue, when he carries me across the room. My back hits the couch cushions — the same couch where the bachelor had me earlier, where I laid out naked and spread for them all. The leather is warm from hours of bodies.

He follows me down, his weight pressing me into the cushion, and his mouth never leaves mine. His tongue slides against mine, tasting himself, tasting the others, tasting me. I feel his boxers already kicked off somewhere, his cock hard against my thigh.

Then I feel it — the broad head of him pressing against my slick entrance, nudging, teasing, not pushing in yet. Just resting there, letting me feel the heat of him against the wet mess I've been all night.

I break the kiss, gasping for air, and look up at him. My chest is heaving, their cum still cooling on my skin, my lips swollen. I don't say no. I don't push him away. I just spread my legs a little wider, hooking my ankle around the back of his thigh.

"Go on then," I whisper, my voice wrecked. "You've been watching me all night. You've been recording. You pulled the plug out of me. You fucked my throat on camera." I reach down between us, my fingers wrapping around his shaft, guiding him to the exact spot. "I think you've earned a taste of the real thing."

I feel his hips roll forward, the head of him starting to push past my slick folds, and I let my head fall back, my eyes half-lidding. "Just remember, big guy. Joe's my boyfriend. But he's asleep. And you're the one I'm letting in tonight."

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