The Win: Rebels of Ridgecrest High (Book 4)
The Win: Chapter 12

Holy shit.

Hunter just kissed Asher off my lips. I’m speechless. I didn’t know that was something I’d be into, but I sure as hell unlocked a new kink. Fuck, yes. I want more.

When Hunter announced that he was okay with being touched sexually, I’d been surprised. I didn’t know he was into that. But I’d been excited at the thought of watching someone touch him . . . lick his abs. My core clenches at the thought of Asher going down on Hunter’s cock and sucking him dry.

I wasn’t too sure how all of this would work. Moving from being friends for so long then moving into this new territory with Roman and Hunter has been exciting. But I know Jace is different. He left the room; he didn’t want to join in. So, I need to replace him when I’m done here. Speak to him and ask him why he left.

Asher’s still getting to know everyone. But I think the fact he doesn’t have that same history is why he’s so comfortable here.

Roman was very clear in the past that he had no desire to touch Hunter. But I don’t know if that’s going to change now. Of them all, Hunter seems the most open to new experiences. I wonder if he’s ever kissed a boy before.

Now that’s all I’m thinking about, and I really want him to kiss Asher. But I’m not too sure how Asher feels about that. He was hesitant about the touching thing, but I think, with Hunter, it’s different than if it was one of the other guys touching him. I want to get the two of them alone so I can see what will happen.

Roman lifts me and spins me so I’m straddling him. I run my hands over his chest, and he grips my hips as I rub myself against his hard length, spreading my wetness over him. I see the heat in his gaze.

“I need to feel you,” he moans.

As I bend over and lick his nipple, his hand goes to my hair, and he holds me there as I tease it with my tongue, nipping and sucking. He bucks up, and I feel the pleasure deep within my core. I need him inside me, badly.

Sitting up, I straddle him as I grip his thick length. I feel Asher and Hunter move closer. I rub the tip of Roman’s cock through my wetness and tease him as he groans, gripping my hip tighter. I give him a sly smile. I love to tease him just as much as he teases me.

“You gonna sit on his big, fat cock, baby?”

My body breaks out in a shiver at Hunter’s words. Dirty mouth. I smirk over at Hunter, and our eyes meet. I don’t look away as I slowly lower myself onto Roman’s cock. The stretch burns so good. I gasp at the full feeling I get when I fuck him.

Roman’s hand comes up and wraps around my throat. I love to give him control; it turns me on so much to surrender while he gives me pleasure.

He keeps one hand on my hip and the other around my throat as I start to ride him. Feeling fingers brush over my nipples and a hand trailing down my belly, I jolt forward when it rubs against my clit. I open my eyes and replace Hunter there, his fingers working my nub. Higher and higher. I’m calling out to Roman . . . Hunter . . . Asher as he pinches my nipples and the pleasure shoot straight to my core until I’m gasping for air. I come around Roman’s cock, my pussy clenching him tight.

Fuck, fuck . . .” Roman groans out as his movements become erratic and he spills inside of me. He lets out a deep, shuddering breath as he gazes up at me from the floor, his heart racing under my hands just as fast as mine.

A fine sheen of sweat coats my body, and Asher runs his hands all over me, touching me in places I didn’t even know would turn me on.

“You took his cock so good, babe,” Hunter praises me.

Roman lets go of my throat, dragging his hand down between my breasts and down to my clit. He rubs against my little nub with his thumb, and my body reacts for the split second before he pulls away. His hands fall back over his head, and he lets out a deep breath.

“Let me feel how wet you are now.” Hunter moves his hands lower, to where Roman’s still hard inside me.

Roman’s brow raises as he watches Hunter’s finger rub my clit before moving down just that little bit lower. “I want to feel from the inside,” Hunter says.

I don’t know how to answer that, and I don’t have to. He pushes his finger inside me, and the stretch burns a little with Roman’s cock already still nestled deep inside me. It’s tight and full. But as Hunter starts working my G-spot, I can feel Roman growing harder beneath me.

This is a gray area, but Roman hasn’t spoken up to say he’s not comfortable with it. He’s watching where his cock and Hunter’s finger work me.

I hold Hunter’s wrist and start working myself against him. It’s such a strange feeling, but at the same time, feels amazing. I moan and play with my breast, rolling my nipple around my fingers. I can feel Asher behind me. I’m not sure what he’s going to do, but my skin prickles with anticipation.

He wraps my hair in his fist and pulls so my head tilts back to look at him, and he takes me in an upside-down kiss, nipping and licking until it’s too much and I crash down around Hunter’s finger and Roman’s cock. I pant and shudder as Hunter keeps working his finger, prolonging my orgasm until I push him away.

“That orgasm was something else,” I finally get out, trying to catch my breath.

Roman lets out a grunt, and I bend down and kiss him. His cock is hard, but I know a second round will take a while, and I need a few moments.

I get up on shaky legs and stand naked in front of the three of them. The way they all look up me makes me feel so powerful. Like the most beautiful woman they’ve ever seen. At least, that’s how I feel about them as I watch them all.

Hunter’s the only one who hasn’t come yet, and I want him to come inside me. He must read my mind, since his fingertips trail up the inside of my thigh until he meets me at my core. My legs shake a little. I need him so badly.

I feel Roman’s cum leak out of me. It trickles down the inside of my thigh, and Hunter doesn’t miss it with his eyes. He runs the tip of his finger to catch it, and I gasp in surprise when he pushes it back inside me.

He fucks me with his fingers, looking up at me from where he sits on the blankets. I wish he had his curls back; I want to grab his hair and thrust his face to lick it all up. Lick Roman from my pussy. But I can’t to force him. He said he was open to being touched . . . not to eating his best friend’s cum from my pussy. If he wants to eat me out, he will.

His thumb replaces my oversensitive clit, and I stumble into him. He chuckles and Asher does too. I turn to see Roman watching us from his post-orgasmic bliss, lazily stroking his cock. He doesn’t seem fazed that our friend fucked me with his finger and his cock. I’m glad, because I want that to happen again.

Hunter grabs my waist and flips me down on my back, pouncing on me before I can even register what just happened. “My heart,” he purrs into my ear, nipping my lobe.

“I love you, Hunter,” I whisper as I kiss him.

With a smirk, he lowers himself down my body and kisses my stomach. I watch him, my breaths coming out rapidly, as he kisses his way down.

Hunter spreads my legs and bends my knee over his shoulder. I hold my breath at his next move. He keeps his eyes locked on mine as he lowers himself down and kisses me right where I want him to. My eyes widen as he runs his finger down my wet folds and then licks me from my core to my clit. I gasp at his tongue as he works my body tastes Roman on me.

I watch Roman. He’s now sitting up, watching Hunter. He’s no longer touching himself. Hunter is tasting him from me like it’s his last meal. I glance back at Asher, and he’s watching us, stroking himself to the sight.

My back arches as Hunter fucks me with his fingers, his mouth never letting up the assault on my clit, and I cry out as the pleasure rips though me. He doesn’t stop. He moves, taking my mouth as he sinks his cock deep inside me. He presses my knee against my chest, hitting deeper, and I moan. I reach out to Asher; I want to stroke him. My hand grabs for his cock, and when he gets close enough, and he hisses.

“Mila, god, you’re beautiful.” Asher strokes my cheek as I stoke his length, matching the pace Hunter sets.

Over and over, our bodies making sounds as we pant and grunt, the pleasure always just there, so close, and I don’t think I have it in me to come again. I’ve come so much tonight, I think I’m all orgasmed out.

Asher grips my hand and uses it to set his own punishing pace. It only takes a few seconds before he’s moaning his release. Jets of his warm cum spray onto my chest, and Hunter pauses as he watches it unfold.

Asher’s body shakes, and he grunts before falling beside me and kissing my shoulder. “Holy fuck. I think I died and went to heaven tonight.” He lets out a deep breath and sinks into the cushions, a lazy smile on his face as he watches me, our faces so close that I could kiss him.

Before I can, Hunter says, “Imagine that every night,” as he slams back into me, his thumb rubbing my clit as he looks between us. He pants as he brings me closer and closer to release. I’m grasping his arms and begging him to let me come. I don’t want to wait; I want it now.

Hunter kisses me—it’s rough and hot. He pulls back and looks at Asher. I turn my head, and Asher’s mouth takes mine. I gasp as his tongue sweeps over mine. Hunter doesn’t let up, and Asher’s fingers stroke my nipples. I gasp and pull away when I feel Hunter’s hand on my breast, rubbing Asher’s cum into my skin.

Hunter leans down and takes a nipple into his mouth and sucks, nipping, and pulls away. He looks down at Asher, and I turn to see his eyes full of heat. Fuck. Asher liked that. I did too.

Hunter licks his lips, and never letting up, he pounds into me harder now. I hitch my leg higher, and he reaches that sweet spot that has me gasping.

Asher pulls the back of Hunter’s neck and presses his forehead against him. The two of them stare into each other’s eyes, and I’m worried to make a sound and stop whatever’s happening here. Because, holy shit, this night is just getting started if they’re about to kiss.

But Hunter grunts, his cock swelling with release as he comes deep inside me. I want Asher to kiss him; Hunter won’t make the first move. I know that he’s waiting on Asher to decide what he wants.

I take Hunter’s chin and tilt his face to mine. I kiss him gently, then I turn to Asher and lean over, kissing him, then pull away. I look to them both, and they turn to each other.

Asher hesitates for a moment before brushing his lips softly over Hunter’s. He pulls away, but Hunter won’t let him. That was enough permission for him to chase that kiss. Hunter grips Asher’s throat and pulls him in, deepening the kiss as Hunter rocks into me, his cock still hard, and just the sight of them kissing has me coming.

I crash down, unable to move. Hunter slides off me and lies on his back beside me. I look back at Roman and replace his eyes closed, and he’s lightly snoring. I need to get cleaned up, but I’m exhausted.

I’ll just close my eyes for a moment.

I feel someone lifting me into his arms. I sigh into his chest. I don’t know who it is; it’s not Roman or Hunter. Maybe it’s Asher, taking me to bed. I reach up and feel the stubble of hair on his chin. I trace my fingers up to his lips, and I feel a nip then he kisses my finger. I smile.

It’s Jace.