Nichy was on her knees straddling her pillow, so that her bottom hit the headboard as she rode it. She had started on her back, but that had not been enough because she was so horny. She closed her eyes tight and rode her pillow, until she got a cramp in her leg.
On her back again, her hands roved all over her body and caressed the tightness of her cramp until it disappeared. Her hand drifted from her thigh, immediately between her legs and onto her breast right after. She still literally felt Gavin on her. In her. He had left before the sun had come up, to go on a business trip.
Nichy was overwhelmed because she wanted him and he was not there. But she felt him as she pleasured herself and she smiled with her eyes closed, thinking about how delicious it felt because the sex was so new and like a drug. She wanted him all the time. Nichy had not had sex for a while, and now she was overdosing on it.
But as she closed her eyes and drowned in the sensation of recent sex, she thought about how it would be nice when she knew that she did not have to be safe with him. When she could let Gavin come in her mouth, and anywhere he wanted to all over her body. It was nice when she was that close to a man she was with. When there was no fear. When she was with Dorian and Graham, there were no holds barred. Nothing was held back. She loved their come anywhere that she got it.
Dorian loved that she used to take him so deep and so enthusiastically. Graham loved pushing her past her comfort zone, and made her crave his come wherever he chose to deposit it. He liked to take her in public, and know what she was filled with his come and she would have to return to a dinner table in her expensive dresses—he loved to dress her up—and know that she was leaking him.
Nichy loved it. She had loved it the most when she was not wearing panties, so she leaked right to her dress. She was with Dorian and Graham that night.
Nichy shoved her fingers into herself even deeper when she thought about how it had felt to have both of them at the same time. To have both of them come on her, in her, everywhere around her. She had loved best the taste and scent of their fluids—her own included—that surrounded her.
The thought of it made her so wet, she penetrated herself almost like they had penetrated her that night. Her fingernails dug into her breast when she made herself come. Nichy could smell the remembered scent of raw sex that night, and crossed her legs. Her thighs were damp with her come, but she knew that there was nothing of Gavin’s come in her.
And she wanted his.
For now, she was just thankful that he had been, and would be in bed with her.
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