Chapter 24
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
SINCLAIR
Javey left the door open behind us. I wasn't sure if that was an open invitation or a way of taunting the other guys. Maybe both.
If they decided to join us, they were welcome, if they didn't, they'd have to suffer hearing us pant and shout.
Honestly, my clit was throbbing and my panties were so wet I wanted, needed a cock inside me right now. Javey's cock.
He guided me to the bed and lay me down on my back, before lowering himself to his knees and crawling up beside me.
"How are you so fucking gorgeous?" He nibbled on my lower lip before making his way down my cheek, to my neck and throat.
"I could say the same about you." I tugged up the front of his shirt and ran my hands across his abs. His skin was warm and smooth over rock hard muscle. "In fact, I will say the same about you."
I could barely get my head around one of these guys being interested in me, much less three. If this was a dream, I didn't want to wake up. Not until I had all the orgasms.
He chuckled and teased my throat with the tip of his tongue. "You always smell so good." He inhaled deeply. "I don't know what it is, but I could get drunk on it."
It was probably nothing more than a combination of soap and shampoo. I rarely bothered with perfume. My mother used to sneeze whenever anyone around her wore it. Ever since then, I've been wary of inflicting it on anyone else. Shame, because I love the shape of perfume bottles.
Almost as much as I loved the shape of his body.
He worked his hands up under my shirt and caressed one lace covered nipple. It became a stiff peak in a matter of moments. My whole body quivered at his touch, begging for more.
He tugged his shirt off over his head and threw it aside. It barely hit the floor when he was helping me with mine. He undid my jeans and dragged them down my hips and off my feet.
He sat back to take a good look at me lying in only my pink lace bra and panties. Both sheer enough to see my pussy and nipples through them.
"Like I said, absolutely fucking gorgeous." He licked his lips like I was a tasty meal he was about to devour.
"You're overdressed," I told him.
He gave me a lopsided smile and shed his jeans and boxers. "Better?" He knelt beside me, his cock erect, pointing at me. His piercing glittered in the light from the lamp beside the bed.
I propped myself up on my elbow. "You're a work of art. If I could paint, I'd paint you just like that. On a nice big canvas I could hang in the living room for everyone to appreciate. Except, then if they looked at you I'd have to poke their eyes out." I grinned.
He chuckled. "I don't think I could sit still long enough to have a portrait painted of me. But if you want to take a photo with your phone…"
"You'd let me do that?" I said in surprise.
"I'd never share it with anyone." That should go without saying, but trust was a precious commodity and sometimes relationships didn't work out.
I couldn't imagine being the kind of person to post revenge porn on the Internet, but that was the risk in doing something like that.
He brushed hair off the side of my face. "Of course you wouldn't. For one thing, you'd be the one having to explain to the world why a naked photo of me is out there. That sounds like a PR nightmare to me."
I laughed softly. "You're so right. That's exactly why I wouldn't show anyone. It would make my job more difficult." That was another good reason not to do it.
I grabbed my phone off the table beside the bed, tapped on the screen and held it up in front of me. The image of him naked on my screen made my heart leap and my clit pump like crazy.
"Are you sure? I don't mind if you change your mind."
He held out a hand. "Go ahead. I trust you. Unless you want me to pose."
He pressed a hand to the back of his head and puffed out his chest. He raised his chin and looked at me with a 'fuck me' expression on his face.
Holy shit.
I took the picture, but then said, "Relax. Just be yourself." What would Coast or Phoenix do if I made a suggestion like that?
Coast would probably do something silly like stick his tongue out.
Phoenix was more likely to scowl.
I wouldn't mind capturing either of those in a photograph. Maybe both in the same photo.
Javey relaxed and even gave a hint of a smile.
"You should be a model." I took another couple of photos, then put the phone aside.
"I wouldn't want the kind of recognition that comes with that," he said. "It's difficult enough being a professional hockey player. You'd know better than anyone what kind of fan mail we get."
"Yeah I do." I put my arms around his neck and drew him down with me. "Used panties, marriage proposals, teddy bears." Lots and lots of teddy bears. It was a hockey tradition. One that kept the kids hospital in lots of soft toys.
"The only used panties I'm interested in are yours." He hooked his fingers in the waistband of mine and pulled them off. He raised them to his nose and sniffed while smiling at me.
"Now this is something that should be illegal. The smell of your pussy is addictive." He dropped them down on top of his jeans, like he intended to keep them. He confirmed that suspicion by saying, "I'll wear those under my uniform from now on. I mean, in my pocket."
I swallowed down a laugh. "I'd never judge you for wearing pink, lacy underwear."
He shook his head and rolled me over so he could unhook my bra and slide it off. He held it up in front of himself. "I don't think it's my size." He tossed it to the side.
I giggled. "My breasts might be slightly larger than yours."
He placed his hands on both of mine and cocked his head.
"They're the perfect size. A handful and then some.
" He rubbed his palms up and down, and around my nipples, making them both as erect as his cock.
"I love your nipples. They're so perfect and responsive.
" He leaned down to kiss one, then the other.
"I love your breasts." He kissed all around them both, from the top to the underside. "I love your belly." He kissed his way down my stomach to the curls of hair at the base.
"I love your pussy." He opened my legs and pressed a kiss right to my clit, then one to either side of my thighs.
"I love the way your tongue feels on my pussy," I said.
"Like this?" He demonstrated by licking all around my clit and folds.
I shivered deliciously at the sensations his touch sent all the way through my entire body. "Exactly like that. More of that, please."
He looked up at me, locked his eyes on mine and said, "I love you," before lowering his head back down and devouring my pussy like it was his last meal.
Had I heard right? The blood pumping in my ears was loud, but I could have sworn he said he loved me.
I didn't know how to answer that and right now, I wasn't capable of words. Just moans and groans and the rolling of my hips against his mouth. Gasps and pants, and finally shouting out his name when I came.
I shattered right down to my core. I could have sworn I left my body for a minute or two. All I knew was the way his mouth felt on me and a combination of fireworks, sparks and blood hotter than lava.
His face was shining when he lifted it away from me and kissed his way back up my body. He rolled me over and pulled me up to my hands and knees. Gripping my hips, he guided me onto his cock.
I groaned as he filled me all the way to the hilt before keeping still for a handful of minutes. The only movement he made was to slide one hand from my hip to my breast. He palmed my nipple and started to move, thrusting into me oh so slowly.
"Javey," I whispered. I could never get enough of the way he felt when he touched me, inside and out.
"Sin," he whispered back. "I've decided that's ironic, because you might actually be an angel."
"You're the first person who thought so," I told him. I'd been called a lot of things before, but never an angel. I didn't feel very angelic. That might be a better description of Elenna than me.
"I doubt that." He thrust a little faster. "They just didn't tell you, that's all." He breathed heavily through his nose. "You feel so fucking amazing. The way your muscles hold my cock. It's pure heaven."
"Heaven is the way you fill me," I said.
I rested my weight on my knees and one hand as I rubbed my fingers over my clit in rhythm to his thrusts. Slowly at first, then more quickly the closer I got, but always taking my time the way he was taking his. Enjoying every moment and trying to make it last.
"I'm going to come again," I said after what was still not long enough. I could have done this for hours. Apparently my body had other ideas. That was just what he did to me. Him and the other guys, they all drove me wild.
"I want you to come inside me," I said. I loved the idea of his cock being deep inside me when he orgasmed, knowing it was the friction of our bodies and the tight heat of my pussy that made him come.
He groaned. "Fucking yes please."
"Javey," I said when I was right on the edge. "I love you too."
Maybe it was saying those words, and maybe it wasn't, but I pitched right over the edge, coming harder than before, my fingers frantic on my clit, his cock pounding just as frantically into me. My muscles clenched around him, drawing out his orgasm as well.
His fingers tightened around my hip and pressed and he roared as he came, spilling himself into my body.
"Fuck… Fuck… Yeah… That's… Yeah." He groaned. "So fucking good."
We both sagged down at the same time. I just managed to stay on my hands and knees, keeping his cock inside me until we both lowered down to the mattress, him spooning me.
"I love falling asleep inside you," he said softly. "It's the only way I want to sleep from now on."
"I love feeling you there," I said back. There was something wonderful about being connected like that for hours. Something even more intimate than sex. More satisfying than orgasms. It was a closeness I couldn't get any other way.
"Perfect, because he's happy right where he is." Javey nestled into me, one leg over mine, his arm draped over my waist.
Right before I drifted off to sleep, I heard Javey say, "I love you."
"I love you," I murmured back before sleep claimed me.