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Chapter 13 - It Only Fuels the Flames
By the time we get back to the bus, I think we're all pretty drunk. Not sloppy drunk, I don't think, but it's a little hard to tell because it hasn't peaked yet. Sara gets a little moody and dark when she drinks, but she warms up as well, and I can see that warmth in her now. When Jamie looked over at me and took a sip of that rum and Coke I felt a little shocked, but I was pretty sure that she knew what it meant and that she knew that I did too, even though neither of us was going to say anything about it. I felt more than a little guilty once I'd worked out what Sara was proposing, but just thinking about how I'd felt the previous night with each of them kissing and touching me instantly made me thankful that I wasn't a guy because it would've been obvious. I tried to say something but couldn't. What did Sara say to her when I was in the bathroom? Whatever she said, Jamie is with us now and we're back in the bus. We had two more drinks than Jamie did, but she's never had any alcohol before so it's hitting her harder. She's a bit tipsy, and her face is all flushed. Her eyes are different; they're heavier, a little unfocused. She's smiling, though, so I think it's okay, but there's a questioning look in her eyes and I don't blame her. Maybe our train has really gone off the rails this time but at this point, I don't care.
"Jamie, you need water!" Sara says with a laugh, opening the fridge and grabbing some bottled water.
"I have to pee," Jamie says, but takes the bottle from Sara.
"Yeah, but you have to drink water, believe me." Jamie takes the bottle and drinks, as Sara walks down through the living room area and into the bedroom in the back.
"I think my bladder is going to explode," Jamie says, and goes into the bathroom, almost forgetting to close the door. She laughs at herself, and I laugh at her, and she closes the door.
I feel a little light headed as I walk back to the bedroom where Sara is. When I get back there, she is sprawled out on the bed with her eyes closed and I think, fuck, she's passed out already, but when I walk over and stand above her, she opens her dark eyes and looks up at me and that thing happens to me again, that liquid warmth. She looks at me and doesn't smile. She holds out a hand and I take it, thinking that I will pull her to her feet, but she pulls me down on top of her on the bed and I prop myself up above her with one hand on either side of her face and she looks up at me, her legs shifting so her knees are around my hips and she's looking from my eyes to my lips with this look she gets sometimes when I press my hips down into her, that look that wants more, so I lower my face but she raises her hands and catches my face between them and stops me there, so close to her face that I feel her warm sweet breath and she's looking at my lips and I feel her draw in a breath, her chest pressing up against me. I don't move because there's something happening and she wants it like that. She looks at my lips and draws one thumb slowly across my lower lip and her mouth looks so soft. She bites her lower lip a little but I want to bite it for her. I want to kiss her right now but her hands are on my face, holding me still. What is she waiting for?
"Are you okay?" I ask her quietly, and she nods once and the slightest smile passes over her lips, so close to mine.
"You?" she asks, her breaths a little deeper with my weight on her, and I nod. I'm starting to feel very warm and wonder what is going to happen and then she speaks again. "There's something I want to do to you. . . and I want Jamie to see it." Her voice is just a whisper but at the sound of those words, I feel all that liquid heat rush through me and I don't know how to answer. She doesn't usually talk like that and the fact is, it makes something happen to my body. Then I hear the bathroom door open and I reflexively start to pull away but she holds onto my face, her eyes still on mine. I hear Jamie's footsteps and even with five or six drinks in her, I see and feel Sara tense up, a little, but as Jamie comes into the bedroom, Sara pulls me closer and then her mouth is on mine and she kisses me with a kind of slow intensity and I feel the bed shift as Jamie lays down next to us. Sara rolls me onto my back, next to Jamie, so that Sara is on top of me and when the kiss is over, I take a breath and Sara looks at me and she's hot, I can see it in her face and Jamie being there is just intensifying it. I'm looking at Sara but she looks at Jamie and so I look at Jamie, too. And Jamie's eyes are on us, a little dazed, her face pink and hot from the rum, shy but not only shy, and I think that seeing us kiss has affected her too because the way she looks at me reminds me of Vancouver. And while my eyes are on Jamie's and hers are on mine, suddenly Sara's lips are on me again and she kisses me from my ear, to my neck, and then the place where my shirt opens and she's still on top of me and even though it's intense and my eyes want to close, I keep looking at Jamie as Sara opens the top button of my shirt. She opens two more buttons and kisses my throat, and my chest, and Jamie is looking at me like she wants me but she doesn't move.
Sara moves back up and kisses me again, deeply, so intensely I think I make a sound, and things are pulsing in me now and her hand keeps opening my buttons until they are all open and her hand moves slowly down my chest, over my belly. I see her reach over and take hold of Jamie's hand and for a moment I don't know what's happening, but Sara softly pulls on her hand and she comes closer to me. Sara slides down next to me so I'm between them again, like the other night in this bed. Sara pushes my shirt open wide and kisses my chest again, and then my stomach, which makes me gasp and there's a little spasm in my stomach. My eyes are on Jamie's again and I tell her come here with my eyes and she does. She comes close and gives me that look, that look that I almost can't describe but it's so full of heat, so close, and I raise my lips to her because I can't say anything, so then her lips are on mine again as Sara's mouth traces over my belly. It's too much already, two pairs of lips on me, and somehow it did not occur to me when we started that this could happen. Jamie kisses me again and her hands circle around my back and unhook my bra. My hazy brain can hardly keep up. I feel Sara unbutton my jeans as Jamie's hand slides softly under my bra and over my breast, sending a jolt through my body as I feel her fingertips lightly stroke me. After she pushes my shirt off my shoulders and my bra straps down my arms, I realize that Sara has my pants open and is peeling them down off of me and unbelievably, a moment later Jamie is kissing my breasts and I'm naked.
It is all starting to get too overwhelming to think, and I have never before felt so sensitive all over my entire body. Every inch of my skin is starting to tingle. I can't see Sara. Jamie's face returns to me and she kisses me again and I feel Sara's hands on my inner thighs, pressing my legs open and part of me wants to resist that but another part of me really doesn't, and so I don't resist it. So when Jamie presses my lips open with hers, and I feel her tongue on mine, I suddenly feel Sara's mouth too. I feel it, there, and I moan deeply, suddenly, into Jamie's mouth because her mouth is there, on the part of me that was exposed to her when she pushed my thighs apart and now her tongue is there too and that has never happened before and I'm dizzy and I can't describe the sound I hear passing from my mouth into Jamie's because I can't even think. I can't do anything anymore and I feel, maybe, that I might pass out. Sara's tongue is soft and wet and slides against me, pushes into me a little and moves up, higher, pressing and circling against me where I am so swollen that I feel it pulsing against her tongue and I breathe heavily into Jamie's mouth and I'm moaning more now as she kisses me but I can't stop it. Jamie lifts her face then, a little, and turns her head, looking down my now-naked body and what she sees down there makes her mouth open a little and she looks back at me and she's so hot and I wish I could do something about that but I'm paralyzed.
Sara's tongue and lips on me are making my legs shake. My thighs keep involuntarily trying to close around her head and she presses one leg back with one hand, and her other hand slides over my belly. Jamie kisses me so many ways: Softly, slowly, deeply, intensely, and her hands are on me, on my skin, sliding over my nipples lightly, teasing, and I know there are agonized noises coming out of me and I can hardly care and occasionally a sound comes out of Jamie, too, as she touches me.
I'm momentarily embarrassed when I realize I've been pressing and moving my hips a little against Sara's mouth and when I do that, she increases the pressure with her tongue and I'm starting to feel little tremors inside, and I gasp again as Jamie's tongue slides over my nipple and it makes me throb all the way down to where Sara's tongue is. My breaths are getting quicker and I can't do anything about these sounds, these whimpering sounds I'm making that embarrass me but I'm beyond stopping it. My hands don't know what to do. With Jamie's mouth on my breast, my hands move to her hair, her neck, and when she comes back to kiss my lips again, and I tug a little at her shirt because I'm the only one who's naked but it's impossible, because Sara has pushed my legs open wider and her tongue moves all through me, the rhythm of it increasing to match my breaths, my sounds, the frantic pushing of my hips, and then Jamie's lips are close to my ear and she whispers, look at Sara. . . and although my heart is already pounding, it lurches up into my throat at the sound of those words and I look down, past Jamie's hand on my stomach and there is Sara's head down between my thighs and she's moving against me and then she lifts her face just a little, her tongue continuing to stroke me as she meets my eyes and I start to lose it. The spasms are triggered by the look in Sara's eyes, by seeing what she's doing to me, and for a second my fingers move, reflexively, to her hair, pulling her face into me but it's getting so intense now and the wave is not sharp and fast but long and slow and building, oh my God, and Jamie's hand is on my face and she's looking at me, at my face, but the spasms make my head go back and close my eyes but I want her with me so I put my arms around her, gripping her, and I keep thinking it will start to fade but it's still building and I think I'm crushing Jamie. She gasps a little, with a tiny warm laugh and I release her and grab hold of the sheets because I need to grab something that I can't break and then Sara slides her tongue and closes her mouth over me and then, those last few seconds, she presses my thighs down and I cry something out and with the blood pounding in my ears and heaving breaths I come hard, not able to control the volume of my voice, squeezing Sara tightly with my thighs, my entire body tense, and something surprising and wet happens down there and I am shocked by it a little but I can't help it. My arms are around Jamie again and I crush her to my chest and Sara's mouth doesn't stop and the spasms come again and again and I moan against Jamie's lips and Oh God I think I say after the kiss and oh fuck because the contractions are longer and slower and haven't stopped yet.
Sara kisses me there, where her tongue had been, kisses the insides of my thighs, and Jamie is kissing me in the tender way she does after I come and I wish she felt how I feel right now because my limbs are tingling and the inside of me is still pulsing. My legs are trembling and my heart is still pounding when Jamie moves aside a little and then Sara is there, next to me, her hand sliding over my body and then her hands are in my hair and she kisses me and gives me her tongue and I get such a jolt, because one moment ago Jamie was kissing me and her mouth is different and their lips are different but right now the taste of her mouth shocks me. She kisses me twice, and then moves away for a moment, and I close my eyes, still gasping, catching my breath and now that I've come I feel so naked because I've just remembered that they aren't. When I open my eyes again, Sara is propped up next to Jamie and it's an indescribable look that I see between them for one second before Sara leans in and kisses Jamie on the mouth. At first it's as if my brain has completely jammed, as if the gears have just lurched to a sudden, crashing halt, and I can't understand what's happening or what I'm seeing, just like it did when I woke up and Sara was kissing Jamie in my bed. In half a second it catches up at light speed, shouting, what are you doing? I kiss Jamie; you don't kiss Jamie! And then it occurs to me what Jamie will be able to taste in Sara's mouth because the kiss is deep and hot and I see Sara give Jamie her tongue and I don't know what Jamie will do but Jamie kisses her back and then Sara pulls Jamie on top of her and Jamie's hair falls around Sara's face and they kiss again and seeing it makes me throb between my legs all over again although I haven't even had a chance to recover yet.
Jamie gives me a look a moment later as she lifts up and ties her hair back. Sara's hands, to my surprise, slide up Jamie's sides, pulling at her shirt, and then Sara has slid Jamie's shirt up and over her head and I watch Jamie's naked back, crossed only by her bra straps, as Sara pulls Jamie down on top of her again and I'm hypnotized by it until it hits me what Sara is doing and I don't know how but I guess I'm a bit too drunk to have figured it out sooner and I suddenly realize I have to grab this chance that Sara is dropping in my hands. When I move I see that the sheets are wet but I just ignore it and crawl to Sara, and I watch them as they kiss and Jamie's upper body is pressing down on Sara's and Jamie's hand is moving up inside Sara's shirt and I'm remembering what that felt like with Jamie's fingers on my breast, and the room is spinning a little and then I'm unzipping Sara's pants. She lifts her hips a little to help me pull them off, along with her underwear, and then she's naked below the waist and I have never been down there to see that in the light and I don't think I should see it, but then I change my mind because she's me and she's mine and that includes all of her, every part of her. I look up for a moment and see that Sara has unfastened Jamie's bra and pulled it off of her and Jamie's hands pull at the buttons of Sara's shirt and seeing Jamie slowly undressing Sara while they kiss makes all of my blood flow down to where Sara's tongue had been just a few minutes before.
So then it's my turn to push Sara's legs open, and I do it before she can change her mind. I press against her thighs and she doesn't stop me and I can't believe it, and my heart races, my face burns. How can I tell anyone about that? She is wet and I can actually see it with my eyes and the tequila in my blood has peaked and the room tilts and shifts and Sara's legs are spread open for me and I kiss her there first, before I press my tongue into her. I feel faint, a little. All of my senses are flooded with her, and my lips and tongue feel the wet heat of everything down there and I hear her voice, the way it sometimes sounds a little pained when I touch her, along with a gasp of surprise, and I look up to see Jamie kissing her body now, Sara's shirt open, and I watch them hungrily as my tongue circles around that part of Sara that only my fingers have touched and that's all and as my tongue presses and strokes against this place that swells against my mouth, I slowly and gently slide two fingers inside of her. She tenses, and gasps, the muscles inside of her tightening around my fingers and I turn my hand and slowly curl my fingers against that spot inside of her, stroking there on the inside as my tongue and lips move over the outside of her.
Now her hips are moving like she needs it, like she can't help it, pressing her against my mouth and I trap one of her legs under my arm as my tongue works more quickly, and I can see up the length of her body, her chest rising and falling heavily against Jamie's hands, whimpering into Jamie's mouth and then her hands are in my hair, her fingers gripping my head, pulling me to her as her hips push up, pressing herself against my tongue and a moment later her voice rises in a way that would make me think I was hurting her except I know she sounds like that in moments like this and the sound is muffled against Jamie's mouth until she loses the ability to return the kiss. I watch her again as the rhythm of her hips escalates more and she grabs at the pillow behind her head and pulls it up around her face, clutching it to her as she draws in a quick breath, holds it, and then muffles a low moan against the pillow. The muscles inside of her pulse and squeeze my fingers and I continue to stroke there inside of her for a few more seconds but I raise my face because I want to see her, watch her back arch and see Jamie's eyes on her face as the waves wash over her. She squeezes me with her thighs and I keep my fingers inside because that squeezing made me gasp too. Jamie's eyes are on mine as I wait there for the pulsations to stop and after a moment, I slowly pull my fingers out and crawl back up to Sara's face. She's hot and a little sweaty and her hair is stuck to her forehead and I brush it back for her and she looks at me with her lips a little parted and I kiss her so intensely it makes her moan again. I wonder if she feels that same shock to taste her taste in my mouth as I kiss her again. I wonder how much her taste tastes like my taste, but at this point I can't even tell. Jamie is watching us and I'm dizzy and hot again and I've had a lot of tequila and the room is spinning and Sara's hands are grabbing at my hips because my hips are between her legs and I'm pressing against her. I need to come again, after that, and I think she does too, and I feel like we're both crazy and our skin is hot and sticky and we have each other all over each other and I give her a few hungry kisses, her breasts pressing against me with every quick breath.
And then I look at Jamie and her eyes are heavy from the rum, her face red from it, from kissing me, touching Sara, from watching us, from all of it and this is all too much and her face is painted with desperate desire, and she needs me, I can really see it, and I want to see her come. I feel Sara's eyes on me and then she softly but insistently pushes me over to Jamie and I slide off Sara and move close to Jamie. She puts her arms around me like she's missed me in the minutes I've been away and we kiss again and I think both our heads are swimming. I feel heavy and slow and I can't keep my head up but Jamie's hands are around the middle of me and Sara, next to us, has opened the top button of Jamie's pants. Jamie's dark eyes meet mine, and there is a moment of hesitation but the rum has washed away most of her shyness, and what she's been watching has washed away the rest of it. Her eyes are on mine as Sara unzips her pants and takes hold of them, peels them down a few inches. After another moment's hesitation, Jamie lifts her hips and Sara pulls them all the way off. I kiss Jamie again, and my hand slides over her, feeling her heat and the way she holds me, pulls me closer, because she wants me differently than Sara does. The strangeness of it all is powerful enough to break through the delirium that I feel, the surreality of it as I see Sara slide down between Jamie's legs and then a second later, when I kiss her again, her hand clenches the back of my neck like it did that first moment in Vancouver when I pushed my fingers inside of her. She squeezes me and gasps and I know why and the way she holds onto me floods my chest with something you wouldn't expect to feel under such bizarre circumstances and at that moment my mind and my guts and the hot parts of me don't care what is strange and what isn't. I kiss her mouth again, then her throat, and then her chest, rising and falling against my lips and I hear a sound escape from her lips even though she tried to stop it and for a moment, my eyes turn down to Sara. I see Jamie's legs over Sara's shoulders, her mouth pressed there and I'm just dizzy and I feel like I might be able to come again just from watching it. It's so intense for me because Sara is mine and I feel like I am sharing them with each other and I kind of want to be between them, and because I have never done what Sara is doing to Jamie now, although we've been naked with each other and we've been inside of each other and even cried together. But it's better for me to be with her while Sara's mouth is down there.
I lick and suck a little at Jamie's nipples and she puts her hands on my face, in my hair, and Sara has pushed her knees up and she moans, pulling me back to her, so I come back up and look at her face but her eyes are closed. She knows I'm there though and her hand on the back of my neck again pulls me closer and I kiss her. Her lips are trembling, her breathing heavy and fast and I know how she feels because I have just felt Sara's tongue, too. I touch her skin, my hand gliding over her belly which is spasming a little already but she was so hot before Sara started so of course it will be quick. She was kissing me and tasting my tongue, intensely, just a moment ago but now she's moaning more and she can't really kiss me anymore but her mouth is against mine, a little open, and I breathe with her because watching it is not the same as doing it. This time, I can see all of it, see everything. Her face is red and tense and she's squeezing me and I always want to laugh a little and she'll think I'm teasing her but I'm not. And then her breaths get sharper and she makes this kind of trembling cry that I've heard before and I'm already wet but holy shit. And I feel the tension all through her body as she squeezes me again and then she goes limp in my arms. I hold her and kiss her as she gasps and kiss her again as she takes a deep breath. Then, I see that Sara has come back, and it's all surreal again because after what Sara has just done, will she say something or do something or what? Jamie's eyes are closed and I wonder if she's drunk enough to not be shy. I'm also so worked up again that I don't even know if I can stand it. I kiss Jamie again, slowly, and she kisses me back like she could do it forever and after a few moments, I slide down next to her and my lips are sore and I just need something to make all of this hot, frustrated tension below my waist go away before I die. Jamie's eyes are still closed and suddenly I see Sara there, and she's somehow already put on the strap-on like she knows, or more likely, because after all of that she needs it as fucking badly as I do. In a moment she is on top of me and there is nothing leading up to it this time because all of this has led up to it and my knees are raised around her hips and one hand goes down and with her fingers she guides the end of it against me and then it is inside me and it starts to stretch the tension out of my body and it feels so fucking good. How hot and inflamed and wet everything is and she pushes into me and it feels like such a relief but I need more, and I wrap my legs around her again because it makes me feel her even more deeply and because I can't help myself. She kisses me and we thrust together, frantically, and I look at her face, so hot and flushed and intense and full of the same consuming need I feel, and when she kisses my neck I turn and see Jamie's eyes on us but they're heavy and a moment later her eyes flutter a little and she's unconscious, lying next to us, naked, while Sara drives her hips faster against me and I vaguely remember scratches on Jamie's back in Vancouver but now she's passed out next to us and my fingers grip Sara's slick back for a few more deep thrusts and then I feel that wave of heat all through me again and groan and Sara's rhythm falters, a little, and I look up and see from her face that she is close too, and that look alone is enough to start to send me over the edge, so I grab her ass and pull her to me hard for a few moments and we both come, whimpering and holding our breaths, and I squeeze her with my arms and legs and her face is in my hair and she shudders over and over again. She keeps pushing into me, a few more times and the spasms leave my fingers and toes numb.
"Oh my god. . . fuck," Sara gasps against my lips as I kiss her again. We both glance over at Jamie, breathing hard together, our heads swimming with alcohol and sex and disbelief. "Did she pass out?" Sara breathes.
"I think so," I say, feeling just as breathless, my eyes on Jamie, my arms still around Sara, her hot skin against mine. She rests her forehead against mine, and her eyes are closed. I feel her starting to drift too so I squeeze her and she comes back to me, but she's fading and when she starts to pull out of me I wrap my legs around her again.
"No," my voice says to her lips and she kisses me one more time, and it's soft and slow now, and her body, naked in my arms, is so good, so warm and soft and I can still feel all of the blood rushing through every part of my body. She kisses my neck, and then my shoulder, and then she lays her cheek against mine and her damp hair tickles my ear.
"You're all sweaty," I say to her hazily.
"So are you," she murmurs, and then I feel the weight of her on me because she's unconscious and then it's dark and I am too.