"Wow, this is good." James was the first to break the silence. "Your place or mine?"
Ashley was shocked. What the fuck had she just said?!
Prove it! Prove it and fuck me! That's what I've said.
Those and more thoughts ran through her head. She could deny them, revoke them, or something, but she couldn't. She was a woman of her word, and she was quite proud of it. If she would back down now, she would look like a liar, or worse - like a coward!
There was also this quiet, little voice deep down in her mind. This voice saying that he was so handsome, so attractive, so confident. That Miranda wasn't faking it and he was really that big and that good. It was there since Ashley heard the two of them fucking last night, she just choose not to listen to it.
After a long pause, she answered. "Mine. We're doing it here. I want to get over it as quickly as possible."
"Here in the dining room?" James was smooth as ever, as this was the most natural outcome of their feud. "Kinky, but I'm in."
"Don't be stupid." Ashley scolded him. "We're going to my cabin. There's a bed and a lock, and the walls are soundproof. No one would know what we're doing, and it has to stay that way, you understand?" If she were to cross that line, at least the shame would be known only to her.
"Whatever." James shrugged his shoulders. "Shall we?", he asked, making an inviting motion toward her own room.
Ashley rolled her eyes and moved forward, with Vega following her. She felt his eyes laser-locked on her butt - tightly hugged by the short, blue dress - and legs, and partly regretted that she was wearing something like that. But at the same time, she enjoyed his undivided attention - the attention of someone who managed to bed Miranda Lawson and could see her perfect body up front. To her own surprise, she found herself swaying her hips seductively.
The walk was short and soon Ashley found herself alone with James in the confinement of her own cabin - locked, for no one to catch them in the act. The last night was also evidence that the room was completely sound-proof; besides, she wasn't planning on indulging Vega the same as Miranda did.
"Are you ready for your world to be shaken?", James asked smoothly. He stood by the door, with Ashley positioned between him and her bed.
"You wish." Her answer was short. "Come on, let's get it over with."
In response, James smirked and in one swift motion took his white t-shirt off. Once again, Ashley was completely captivated by his athletic build: from toned arms to chiseled pecs to rock-hard abs. Hours spent by him on training certainly didn't go to waste and she was tempted to get to him and feel all those muscles under her fingers.
She resisted though and instead just took her own dress off. Once again, her unconsciousness took over and instead of doing it with one smooth motion, she did it much slower than she wanted. Thus, James could observe how details of her hot body were revealed. First, her creamy tights, followed by her wide hips and toned belly. Finally, her big breasts, still hidden in a lacy black bra squeezing them together. For a moment both Ash and James stood motionless, looking at each other and bathing in the view of the other's gorgeous, gym-toned body.
Vega was the first to regain composure. Hooking his fingers in the hem of his pants and boxers, he pulled them down and kicked away, for the first time presenting himself fully to the woman he was supposed to - on her own request of course! - fuck.
Ashley was ready to laugh at his small penis, but when he took off his pants and undies, she literally gasped. This morning she asked Cortez if Vega's cock is 6, 7, or - what she deemed impossible for sure - 8 inches, and Steve only smiled. Now she knew why. It wasn't 6, or 7, or even 8 inches. It was a whole inch longer!
But it wasn't just the length that prompted her reaction. From the bottom to the tip it was incredibly thick, with every vine prominently visible. It seemed so meaty, juicy, and hard, pointing almost straight to the ceiling. And under it rested the pair of big, heavy balls, suitable for such a huge dick.
9 inches long, thick, and meaty, it looked like a perfect cock. An orgasm-making machine that Ashley wanted to take on the test run. She felt juices leaking from her pussy from the mere sight of what Vega had been keeping in his pants.
"See anything you like?", James asked the same way he did the past morning. But this time she wasn't only showing off his muscles, but his cock as well, and Williams' eyes darted up and down.
"Seen bigger", she answered, completely untrue. "Besides, technique matters, not size."
"It's good I have both then!" James exclaimed. "Anyway, I showed you mine, now show me yours." His eyes darted to Ash's panty-clad pussy.
Ashley had no choice but to comply - after all, they couldn't have sex with her panties on (although his cock looked like it could pierce a stone wall, so a layer of fabric wouldn't be any problem). Hooking her fingers under the straps of her thong, she pulled it down, and next let it fall to the floor. Her slightly parted legs allowed James to see her wetness but without a clear view of her folds.
"The top too." He encouraged, looking at her boobs, pushed together by the skimpy lacy bra.
"No way!" Ashley opposed, crossing her arm on her chest. She snapped out on Vega, yelling at him to fuck her, and he seized the opportunity. She couldn't back up, but she could at least preserve a little dignity!
James only shrugged hearing it. After all, he was sure it was just a matter of time before he could not only see but also touch them.
