(Warning, this chapter is a lot more sexually graphic, not for anyone underage)
Baileys P.O.V
Waking up in Jacksons is so surreal. I bury my head underneath the covers. I can smell both him and Daniel and it drives me crazy. The effort it takes to drag myself out of his bed is worrying. I stumble into the kitchen, following my nose to find Daniel cooking bacon and eggs. He looks over at me and grins. The six of us sit at the kitchen table, talking about everything and nothing while we eat our breakfast. The intercom buzzes and Keiran jumps up, slings his backpack over his shoulder and runs out the apartment door with a quick bye thrown over his shoulder. I look at Daniel confused, wondering why he just let Keiran run out like that. He explains that he stays in his friends house once a fortnight for a night. Im about to get up with my empty plate when a peice of scrambled egg lands on my chest and falls down my top. I look up in shock to find the four of them grinning at their plates. "Who done that?". "Who done what?" Ryan frowns at me, feigning innocence. I look at the rest of them in turns and get the same looks, with a head shake and shoulder shrug thrown in for good measure. "Game on shit heads" I grin at them and run to the fridge. If one of them isn't going to own up then all of them are getting it. I grab the can of squirty cream and give it a good shake behind the fridge door where they can't see. I slam the fridge door and give them hell. Shock renders the four of them immobile for a second before they each grab something to counteract with. The five of us hurl any and every bit of food that we can find at each other. I grab a bag of flour and coat the three of them in it before Curtis grabs me from behind, pinning my hands down by my side. I'm covered in eggs, squirty cream, all sorts of sauces, and a list of other things. I look up to see Jackson with the can of squirty cream in his hands, he shakes it, deliberately dragging it on while I wriggle in Curtis's arms. Suddenly he squirts it all over my chest and collar bones grinning at me. "Whoops" keeping his eyes on mine he slowly bends down and licks across my collarbone, nipping my skin before stepping back. Curtis lets me go and walks around me, giving my arse a slight pat. "Go and get cleaned up sweet cheeks before we make you even more dirty, we've got a big day planned"
I'm standing there panting like a moron staring at him before his words sink in. I don't even bother questioning him, I just scamper off to my room like a lust filled coward. I can't seem to decide who I want, or who I fancy more. All four of them have shown an interest in me, platonically, romantically and sexually. All four of them turn me on like no ones business. I'm kind of ashamed but more excited. Add to the fact that I'm actually still a virgin makes it more interesting. I mean I'm no stranger to pleasure, I even have my very own BOB (Battery Operated Boyfriend), a tiny little bullet thing, small enough to fit in the palm of my hand. I've had to change its batteries twice since they moved in, and the thing had the same batteries in since I got it before them four showed up. I can't stop a fantasy taking over my mind. Daniel and Ryan are sanding at the end of the bed waiting for their turn, while me Curtis and Jackson are a tangle of arms and legs on the bed. Jackson is on his back and I'm straddling him, my arms lifted up over his head by his hands and his mouth crushed too mine while Curtis is behind me licking my- BANG BANG- i jump away from the back of the door where I'm leaning, feeling like I've been caught red handed. Well technically i have when I realise my own hand has strayed into my underwear.
"Hurry up princess, before I come in there and drag you out, regardless of what you might or might not be wearing". I can tell that Ryan is laughing as he talks. I scowl at the door, pissed that he interrupted me, and kind of embarrassed that he might have caught me " I will be ready in a few mins". He doesn't respond so I assume that he has gone back into the living room, this assumption confirmed when I hear the four of them talking in hushed voices. I rush out of my room to the bath room and take a quick shower washing all the food and sauces off of me and out my hair. I'm in and out in less than three minutes. I wrap a towel around my self and my hair and dart back into my room. Drying my hair takes less than five mins, it ends up with big wavy curls at the ends and I leave it as it is, not having the patience to do anything with it. I throw on a pair of lace black underwear and a dark blue summer dress. It has a small v cut in the front and reaches mid thigh. A leather jacket over and a pair of old height top black converse and dark grey thigh high socks complete my look. I know I dress odd sometimes but I couldn't find any fucks to give about what people think. Satisfied with how I look I put my phone in my jacket pocket and join the sex gods in the living room.
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Curtis P.O.V
When Bailey walks back into the living room it takes everything in me to stop from throwing her over my shoulder and taking her to my room and having my wicked way with her. I picture her with her hands up tied to my bed frame with her legs spread out and me between them making her scream. I can feel my self growling at the sight my brain painted for me. I turn around and discreetly adjust myself. By the looks on the faces of the other three their thinking along the same lines. "Wow, how did you tidy this up so quickly" she walks into the kitchen looking around. Not a thing is out of place and every bit of food has been cleaned up. Jackson jumps at the opportunity to throw an innuendo in "it's amazing what four sets of hands can do". Her mouth drops open and a blush works it's way up her chest. "I'm just going to wait outside" she turns tail and runs for the apartment door. We all grin and follow her. I grab the picnic food that we made, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. We're taking her to a lake a couple of miles away, a very secluded lake that a lot of people love to go skinny dipping in. I wonder how wet bailey is willing to get for us?
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