Page 112 of Unfiltered
“We can take care of that.” Blythe pulled her T-shirt over her head.
While Abby wanted the pleasure of slowly undressing them, they were all too turned on to wait. They tore off their clothes in a matter of seconds, so all three stood naked in her bedroom.
Since she’d already seen Blythe without clothes, her gaze went to Ricki. While Blythe and Ricki were almost the same height, Ricki was leaner. Her muscles were long and well-defined, while Blythe was bulkier. Abby admired Ricki’s runner’s legs and resisted asking her to turn around to check out her firm ass.
The pair didn’t seem uncomfortable being naked with each other. It was probably a natural occurrence at their house. Withthat thought, Abby became self-conscious. She’d been so busy checking out their bodies, she’d not considered they were doing the same with her.
She wrapped her arms tighter around herself. “Don’t you think we should get in bed?”
“I thought you’d never ask,” Blythe said with a smirk. She launched herself onto the bed and landed with a thud. She moved to the center and patted the bed beside her.
Ricki put her hand on Abby’s back. “Are you still okay?”
Abby smiled. “I am. Are you?” It fell out of her mouth before she had time to consider why she’d asked.
An emotion that Abby couldn’t identify flashed in Ricki’s eyes, but it disappeared before Abby could be sure she’d seen it at all.
“I’m not the one who’s the center of attention,” Ricki said with a grin. It was a cocky grin that seemed more suited to Blythe, but maybe that was how Ricki handled her nervousness.
Abby hesitated, searching for an adequate response. While Ricki’s reaction hadn’t sent her back to the terror she’d felt earlier, it still gave her an uneasy feeling.
“Sorry.” Ricki’s eyes softened, and she wrapped her arm around Abby, pulling her in for a hug. “That came out wrong,” Ricki said as their bodies pressed together.
Heat rose up Abby’s neck as their skin touched. Reacting without thinking, Abby grasped the back of Ricki’s head, pulling it toward her. Their lips met, and their bodies ground against each other.
As they kissed, Blythe scrambled out of bed and moved in behind Abby. She pressed her pelvis against Abby’s buttocks. She whispered in Abby’s ear, “I thought we were getting in bed.”
“Uh-huh,” Abby said through her kiss. She thrust her butt back and rolled her hips.
Blythe moaned. “If you keep doing that, I can’t promise I can control myself.”
Abby swiveled her hips, listening to Blythe’s breath catch every time Abby hit the mark.
Blythe reached around Abby and rolled Abby’s nipple between her fingers. “Two can play that game.”
Abby’s legs trembled as Blythe gently squeezed her nipple, and Ricki sucked Abby’s bottom lip.
Ricki must have sensed Abby’s unsteadiness because she held Abby tighter, taking on most of her weight.
Abby broke the kiss. Breathlessly, she said, “Maybe we should get in bed.”
“Yeah.” Ricki chuckled. “We don’t need you falling down.”
Once in bed, Abby lay between the two. She was on her back, while they propped themselves on their elbows as they looked down at her. With no verbal communication, Blythe and Ricki placed their hands on her shoulder and let their fingers trail down her arms. Their touch was light as they brushed their fingertips across her skin. When they reached her hands, their fingers moved to her stomach, causing the muscles there to dance. They continued brushing her skin, running their fingertips up and down her body without touching the spots that longed for their attention.
As their fingers got closer to her nipples, she wiggled toward them, wanting them to touch her, but their fingers adroitly avoided the target. She looked up at them with desire in her eyes. The pair exchanged a nod, and both dropped their mouths to her breasts.
It was how they’d started while they were standing, but this proved better because she didn’t have to concentrate on remaining on her feet. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations rushing through her.
Abby twisted and freed her hands, so she could explore Blythe and Ricki’s bodies. As much as she wanted to explore theirbreasts, the way they were lying, she’d have to contort, so her hands drifted lower.
She brushed the back of her hand against both of their well-trimmed bushes. Ricki reacted with a gasp, while Blythe sucked Abby’s nipple harder. Abby twisted her wrists so she could slip her fingers between their lips. They were both wet—drenched. Abby knew she was likely just as wet, judging by the throbbing between her legs.
Abby moved her fingers slowly, holding back, knowing if she wanted this to last, she couldn’t stroke them like she wanted to. She closed her eyes to relish the moment. Her senses were overloaded, so she focused on one sensation, only to be swept away by another. It felt as if there were more than two mouths on her breasts and four hands on her body. Her nerve endings danced, while she fought to control the pressure her fingers put on Blythe and Ricki’s clits.
As her excitement rose, she felt someone move away from her hand. Her mind raced.Ricki?Yes, it was Ricki on her right side. Ricki’s mouth left Abby’s breast, and she kissed her way down Abby’s stomach. Abby’s stomach twitched when Ricki thrust her tongue into Abby’s belly button.
Ricki moved farther down Abby’s body. Abby’s excitement grew at the thought of Ricki’s warm mouth between her legs. Abby opened her eyes and looked at Blythe. She motioned Blythe to the opposite side of the bed, so Abby could use her dominant hand.
