BET

Chapter Twenty-One

Kasia

It is Simon that advances towards me first, crossing the room on quick feet and grabbing my face to pull me into a kiss. The hand on my face slides back into my hair, twisting around the strands and pulling roughly. I'm so lost in the feeling of his lips on mine and his tongue that snakes its way into my mouth that I barely register his other hand running over the bare skin of my hip. The touch is so gentle in contrast to the way he tugs on my hair and kisses me like he is trying to steal my breath.

He grips the strands even tighter as he pulls back from my lips. My eyes part as my mouth falls open, a gasp of pain escaping me in response. When my now open eyes take in the sights before me, I realize why the hand on my hip was so gentle in contrast. To the side of me stands Henry, who must have approached shortly after Simon did. He is the one touching my hip with the lightest graze of his fingers while his eyes closely examine every detail of my body.

Over their shoulders I see Keagan moving towards the front door where he draws the curtains tightly closed so no one would be able to peer in and see the scene happening in the living room. He clicks the lock in the door to make sure that there will be no interruptions before I hear the creak of the floorboards behind me as he approaches us.

My attention is drawn back to Simon as he pulls me by my hair again, kissing me roughly for a second time while Henry watches closely next to us. I feel a hand on my upper back, slowly trailing down the length of my spine and sending a shiver through me. When the hand reaches my lower back where my spine turns into my tailbone, it spreads out along the skin of my ass, kneading it gently. The next thing I feel is Keagan pressing up against me from behind, already hard underneath the material of the sweatpants that he wears.

It takes my breath away. Simon's rough kiss, Henry's gentle hands on my skin, and Keagan's hips pushing into mine from behind. I make a noise in my throat that slips through the kiss and soon the guys all seem to bolt into new actions, releasing me in the ways they previously held onto me.

Henry moves around to stand behind me, removing his shirt quickly while he does so. Keagan moves to the front of me and smiles, his eyes lighting up as he reaches forward to pull my lips to his. Before I can process what is happening, I'm being lowered onto the floor, Keagan's lips still on mine until he is kneeling in front of me.

Henry settles behind me, wrapping his large arms around my torso and pulling me back into him, caging my body with his. He holds me so gently, his hands smoothing over the skin on my stomach and chest, but I can feel the muscles in his strong arms contorting around me just the same.

The feeling of his biceps squeezing me tightly against him makes my stomach fill with need and I push myself even closer to him, grinding my hips back against his. He groans in my ear in response, his lips finding them a second later and giving me a small bite while one of his hands trails up from my chest to wrap around my neck.

In front of me Keagan makes a similar noise to the one that escaped Henry just moments ago as he settles down on his knees. When I look towards his face I see that his eyes are trained on my thighs as he pushes them apart. My mouth goes dry as I watch him lick his lips, his hand slowly moving up my legs to my center.

He touches me with the pad of his thumb, rubbing slow circles over the bundle of nerves before dipping down to run his fingers through the wetness just below. I arch my back into Henry who holds me firm within his grasp, not letting me squirm away from the pleasure that sifts through my body from Keagan's fingers.

Henry coos in my ear over and over as Keagan makes continuous circles over me in all the places that cause the moans fall from my lips the loudest. From behind us, Simon emerges from wherever he must have gone before with his shirt now discarded and a condom wrapper in his hands.