“Sorry for the wait, boys,” he said. “I had to get Jess ready to play.”

“And I’ll be playing to win,” I said, getting a gasp and a chuckle out of the men listening. Trying to speak without allowing the desperation to taint my voice was nearly impossible, but I tried.

“I hope the fucktoy can carry her weight on a team,” Lucas said.

“Of course she can,” Vincent said. “You like to win, don’t you, Jess?”

“Damn right.” A notification popped up on the screen and I clicked the button to “join match.” As I stared at the loading screen, I rocked slightly in my seat, plunging the dildo a little deeper. It felt good now that I was beginning to adjust to the size, so firm and thick.

“That’s right, chase the pleasure,” Jason said. The round started, dropping my character into the middle of a futuristic city. My objective showed up at the top of the screen: destroy the enemy base. I shivered as Jason’s fingers traced back up my arms. “Don’t lose focus.”

I hadn’t played any video games since middle school, but Manson, Lucas, and Vincent were clearly experienced. They gave instructions over the headset, alerting each other to enemies, gunfire popping off. The very first glimpse I got of the enemy team, I was dead within a few seconds. I huffed, growling in irritation as I waited for my character to spawn back into the game.

“Getting pissed already?” Jason laughed.

“Well, he didn’t even give me a chance to aim,” I said. It was so hard to focus. I shifted again, the dildo and the plug both moving inside me. Suddenly, right before I spawned, Jason knelt beside my chair and reached around my waist.

“Spread your legs,” he said. I obeyed, my eyes darting down to see what he was doing. He had the rose toy in his hands, and the bulbous tail was vibrating. He pressed the bulb against my clit, and instantly I groaned, my entire body coiling at the sudden stimulation.

“Eyes on the game,” Jason hissed.

“You good, Jess?” I could hear the grin in Manson’s voice. “Tell me what he’s doing to you.”

“I’ll tell you when we win,” I said, exhaling hard as Jason moved the vibrator in a small circle over me.

“If we win, I’ll come and see what he’s doing for myself,” Manson said, his tone darkening.

Despite trying my best, I was terrible at the game. Jason teased me every time I died, saying, “Aw, again? Come on, you can do better than that.” The more irritated I got, the more he worked the vibrator on me. I was trying not to make any loud noises, but I couldn’t stop another moan.

“Damn, groaning like a desperate little whore, aren’t you?” Lucas said.

Growling, I responded, “Shut up.”