Chapter 21
The Tenth Friday
Standing in the apartment living room with the two men I’d been fantasizing about all night was more awkward than I could have imagined.
Jack crossed to place his guitar where it had been set up last time.
He’d already hung his jacket by the door.
His forearms flexed under his rolled-up sleeves as he ran both hands through his hair before facing us.
“I’ll need you to lead, Sean. I’ve never—” He broke off, looking away.
“This is as new to me as it’ll be to Hailey. ”
“You mean, you’ve never…” My eyes widened as I looked from Jack to Sean.
“Shared a girl?” Sean shook his head. “I’ve done it before with Derrick, but Jack tends to be a more traditional guy.”
“Oh.” I blinked, trying to gather my thoughts. The way they’d moved against me had felt like art, as if all our pieces slid perfectly together by design. I’d liked that feeling, but nerves danced in my stomach. “If Jack isn’t comfortable with it, then we can just hang out instead.”
“I didn’t say I wasn’t comfortable.” Jack crossed to me. He brushed my hair behind my ear, his hand shifting to cup the back of my head. When he pressed our foreheads together, my breathing slowed. “I want what you want tonight. Just tell us what you want.”
I stared into his eyes. “I want to feel like I did on the dance floor. I’ve never felt like that before.”
Sean moved up behind me, his hands finding my hips. “How were you feeling?”
I swallowed. “Present. Like, well, like I was fully in my body. Or maybe, like all that existed was my body? I don’t know how to explain it.”
“You’re explaining it just fine,” Jack said, brushing his nose against mine before pulling away. “You were able to let go and just feel.”
“It was more than that,” Sean said. “The way you were shaking, I think you were close to coming. I think we can get you there. Would you like us to try, honey? Can we do that for you?”
“I might not—”
Sean leaned over my shoulder and nipped the top of my neck near my jaw, sending a shudder through me. “None of that. We’re not expecting you to come. I think I speak for both of us when I say taking turns worshipping your body is something we’re desperate to do.”
“It’s all I’ve been able to think about tonight,” Jack admitted. “Hailey, you trust Sean and me, don’t you?”
My tension eased as I nodded. I don’t think I’d trusted anyone as much as I trusted them.
Jack’s eyes softened. “I believe that’s going to make a difference for you. You can just let go tonight. Let us take control. We’ll give you the attention you’ve always deserved.”
My head fell back against Sean’s chest. “Okay.”
Sean hummed in my ear. “Then we’re going to do exactly what I promised.” His hand shifted lower than my hip, gripping the top of my thigh instead. His fingers teased me near the juncture of my legs. “Jack and I are going to take turns licking your needy pussy.”
I let out a sound close to a squeak. A drop of sweat slid down the small of my back, reminding me of how sweaty I’d gotten dancing between them both. My body tensed. “I—” The words died on my tongue.
Jack stepped forward, cupping my shoulders and rubbing gently. “It’s okay. Tell us what you’re thinking.”
My eyes squeezed shut. “I’ve been sweating. Should I shower first?”
“You can if that makes you more comfortable.” Jack kissed my forehead, pulling my eyes open again.
“But you don’t have to. Hailey, you don’t smell bad. You smell fucking delicious.” Sean pressed his nose into my neck.
My eyes widened.
Jack smiled at me. “I like the way you smell, too. I like having it all over me from how close we were dancing.”
Did I smell like them? The idea of that created a hitch in my breathing.
“Besides.” Sean’s hand turned, cupping me between my legs. “You’re already nice and hot down here for us, aren’t you?” His fingers rubbed the seam of my jeans, making me gasp. “Yeah, you are. My vote is you skip the shower and we pick up right where you were when the dance ended.”
I rubbed my cheek along his beard, feeling its soft bristles. “Okay,” I whispered.
Sean withdrew his hand. “Carry her into your bedroom, Jack.”
Jack stepped forward as Sean stepped back, his arms wrapping around my waist to lift me off my feet. He pulled my body tight against his as he turned and began to walk.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, staring into his eyes. Then I leaned forward and kissed his nose. Not just a quick kiss. I started at the top and dragged my lips down the length.
Jack nearly tripped, his shoulder knocking into the edge of his bedroom doorway.
“Steady there,” Sean said, his voice tight with laughter.
I ended the kiss with a peck to the tip of his nose and giggled as I leaned back.
“You really do like my nose, don’t you?” Jack lowered me onto his bed and hovered above me.
“Haven’t I admitted it before?” I asked.
“You have.” Jack brushed our noses together, his a little wet from my attention. “But no distracting me. Tonight is all about you.”
Sean crawled onto the bed behind me, reaching for my arms. “Come up here. I want to hold and touch you while Jack works on getting your clothes off.” He hauled me toward his chest until I was resting between his legs, my back to him. His feet were bare below mine.
I stared at the shoes still on my feet. “Oh no. I should—”
Jack was already reaching for them, pulling the sneakers off by the heels.
“Let us take care of everything, Hailey.” Sean reached for my hands, pulling them up to wrap around the back of his neck.
I clung to him, watching Jack slip off my socks next, tucking them inside my shoes and setting them neatly aside.
“Look at how tidy he is, even now,” Sean murmured, kissing along the side of my neck as his hands reached for the bottom of my shirt, flirting with the edges. “You okay getting all the way naked with us?”
I’d worn a skirt the last time I tried this, liking the idea of it being pushed up my legs. The image of lying naked on top of Sean gave me a similar visceral tug in my gut. “Yes,” I breathed out.
Sean slowly pulled my shirt up and over my head.
The drag of the material was a delicious sensation as I lost sight of Jack for a moment.
He had stopped moving, watching as Sean’s fingers drifted over the cups of my bra.
“A front clasp.” Sean flicked it open, the cups parting.
My nipples had begun to tighten, but the way Jack stared made them ache.
Sean helped me maneuver the straps of my bra off, dropping it over the side of the bed.
He urged my hands around his neck again.
The way I lay pushed my breasts together and up. Sean’s hands teased down my sides before moving in and cupping my breasts, his fingers sliding along the delicate skin on the undersides and pulling another shiver from me.
“Been dreaming about touching these since I saw them in that shirt tonight,” Sean admitted, his thumbs stroking over my nipples.
I let out a gasp of breath as my head fell back into the crook of Sean’s shoulder, arching into his hands.
“Like what you see, Jack?” Sean asked, his thumbs continuing to move on me.
“She’s so fucking gorgeous,” Jack choked out, watching Sean touch me.
Sean hummed his agreement. “She is. So soft, too.”
When his fingers closed in a pinch, I cried out, my legs rubbing together, trying to get relief for the increasing ache there.
“You’re falling behind, Jack. Get those jeans off our girl.”
Jack climbed onto the bed, reaching for the button on my jeans. My moan drowned out the sound of the zipper. He dragged them down my legs inside out, no longer trying to be neat but dropping them off the end of the bed.
“Black panties?” Sean used his pinch to tug on my nipples, making me pant. “Sexy, but those have to go, too.”
Jack’s fingers trailed up from the bottom of my legs to the outside of my thighs, his musician hands finding the elastic waistband and tracking back down my legs with my underwear.
I was completely naked while both of them were still dressed. The thought of that sent a spike of heat inside, which mixed deliciously with the cool air that brushed over my body.
“Hook your legs over mine, honey. Open yourself up so Jack can see how gorgeous you are.”
I followed his urging, feeling open and exposed, but the way Jack froze again, his gaze intent between my legs, had my hips lifting from the bed.
At the movement, Jack crawled up the bed, his nose brushing my ankles before his lips found my skin, kissing up my inner leg, edging closer to where I ached until his face hovered over my vagina.
My hips arched again, and his breath shuddered. He placed a kiss on top of my hair, then looked up to meet my eyes.
“You still okay, Hailey?”
The “yes” burst out of me almost too quickly, and Sean chuckled in my ear, nipping the lobe and making tingles shoot from there to my clit.
His fingers stopped pinching my nipples. He cupped my breasts instead, lifting them as if making an offering. “Why don’t you taste her here first?”
Jack crawled farther up my body, his arms braced on either side of Sean’s hips as he lowered his head and took one of my nipples in his mouth. He sucked and flicked it with his tongue, making my body clench.
Jack was sucking on my breasts. By the time he switched to the other one, I still hadn’t wrapped my head around the reality of it, but my body was more than willing to accept more.
“Try a little bite,” Sean suggested as he kissed along my neck. “Our girl likes being nipped, doesn’t she?” He timed one on my neck to coincide with the tightening pressure on my nipple, and my back arched, the tension inside me winding tighter.
Jack released my nipple, panting as he kissed down my ribs to my stomach.
“He made these nice and wet for me,” Sean murmured, his fingers finding my nipples. The slickness there ratcheted up the sensation of his pinch. “How about your pussy? Are you nice and wet for him down there already?”