Chapter 22 - Stan
Stan
After some snacks to sober us up and a nice, long chat with Prince Charming, I’m pushing him and Em into the room I share with Lix.
Should it be shocking I spent that entire talk trying to calm Lix down by promising he gets first dibs on Em? Idris just went on and on in a real polite and super patient way that he wasn’t interested in stealin’ our girl back.
Joke’s on him. Even if he tried, it’s two against one.
Doubt he’d ever try, though. Idris doesn’t have a bad bone in his body.
Ha. Bone.
But yep, here we are, three men with our good girl, ready to rock her world.
I bet this bedroom knows it’s about to be corrupted. There’s sex in the air, maybe from what’s about to happen, or what’s already happened here. Days and nights spent with my boyfriend and our girlfriend, and all the downright nasty stuff we get into.
We’ve checked off so much of my sex fantasy checklist, but right now, I’m thinking of so many new ones that involve four of us.
Lix shuts the door with his heel while I’m talking to them about all the positions we could try, tripping over my words the way my pulse is trippin’ up too.
Em walks over to the window, probably to cool down, even though all she’s wearing is this sexy as fuck, see-though silk number that’s making my cock drool precum. The coat she has over it can’t even try to hide her curves.
Her glasses catch the moonlight, making her sparkle. She’s watching us like she’s solving an equation. I hate how much that turns me on, because let’s be honest here, math and science shouldn’t be this sexy.
Idris still has his jacket on. He’s looking around the room until his baby blues stay on Em.
“So,” I say, rubbing my palms together. “Four people. One bed. And I’m still somehow wearing clothes? World-record patience over here, people.”
Next thing I know, Lix is on our bed, shirt gone, legs stretched out, calm as sin. He looks so unfair. The sort of unfair that makes me consider committing crimes I’ve been doing all month and will happily commit again. His eyes track me like he knows exactly what I’m thinking.
Dreaming up foursome dirty thoughts? Check.
Hoping Em has enough hands and holes for all three of us? Check.
Dying to see her be completely wrecked and bred by us? Check, check, check.
Like the man can seriously read my mind, Lix leads Em to sit on his lap. He helps her take her coat off. That silk she has on should be illegal in every state. In the whole world. In the damn universe.
Oh, fuck, I could come right now. She’s so pretty, barefoot, glasses on, eyes glancing in that owlish way that says she’s clocked every detail and decided she likes what she sees.
I strip in seconds. Down to a science, I tell ya. That’s when her gaze slides over me and my tatted chest, then moves on like she didn’t just make my spine buzz.
“Well,” I say, because my mouth exists to get me into these kinds of sexy situations. “I’d like to thank everyone for coming to my bedroom to ruin our lives in the best way ever.”
Lix’s mouth tilts into a tiny smile, maybe a midway smirk. His hand hooks on my hip and tugs me into the bed with them. Message received.
Idris slips his jacket off and drapes it over a chair with maddening manners, like this isn’t about to get wildly inappropriate. His eyes don’t leave Em for a second.
She’s moving off of Lix’s lap to go on all fours.
Lix leans back against the pillows, one arm behind his head, watching Em like she’s about to dismantle him with a look. Which she probably could.
I swallow, watching Em take Lix’s cock out of his sweats. “So,” I murmur, “anyone else feel like we’re about to do stuff I’ll be jerking off to for years?”
Em creases her brows at me. Idris laughs. Lix is moaning too loud to care about anything else but Em’s mouth on him.
“Do you see what I have to deal with, Idris?” I ask, pouting.
He pats my shoulder, kneeling on the bed as he takes off his shirt too.
My eyes take in his pretty sculpted chest. “When does a guy with a medical degree find time to look like that?”
“Sex is decent cardio,” he says, shrugging with a smile that reminds me he had Em plenty before Lix and I ever got our hands on her.
But then he pats my bulging bicep, his eyes curving with his smile.
“Can’t reach this level of muscles, though,” Idris says. “Now that’s impressive, Stan.”
I grin, proud as hell. “Okay, you can stay.”
He chuckles while holding Em’s hair in a loose fist for her, scooting over to be right by her side, while she’s slowly wrapping her lips around Lix’s leaking cock. The man’s like a filthy fountain.
“Take your time,” Idris whispers, rubbing her back. “Enjoy yourself, Em.”
Fuck, that’s cute. Is that what they got into on the ship?
I would’ve paid good money to see them in action, but hey, we’re here doing that now. So I watch, sitting on my heels, and sliding my hand down my abs.
My hand slips lower, past the waistband of my sweats, where my cock’s rock hard, precum coating my fingers while I pull it out and start stroking.
“So Idris, I take it that…” I start, smirking at him. “You’re only interested in helping Em out tonight?”
His gaze goes to me for a sec. “I’m afraid I don’t swing quite wide.”
I bark out a laugh. “Damn. Straight shooter, huh?”
“Only one direction.” His eyes are on Em, who’s taking Lix into her mouth like a damn champ. “Anything she wants, I’m here to make it happen.”
Em lets out a moan that spikes my pulse.
“Well, fuck,” I mutter. “Guess that answers that.”
“I’ll watch for a while,” Idris says. “All this excitement might be a little too ambitious for my heart.”
I snort. “Too much fun all at once?”
“First time in a group setting,” he says.
I grin. “Yeah, I’m guessing med school didn’t leave much room for this kind of extracurricular.”
Idris chuckles again. “You’d be right. Sleep was the real luxury.”
I glance at Em. “What about you, gorgeous?”
She lifts a brow, then frowns at me before deepthroating Lix, getting him to cry out and curse into the air.
Idris answers for her. “Em went the grad school route. Much more flexibility.”
I blink at her. “Wait, you sayin’ you had time for fun, Em?”
She shrugs, licking up Lix’s length before kissing the tip. “Graduate school was stressful. Sex is an efficient way to relieve stress.”
I scowl, wounded. “Don’t like that answer at all,” I mutter. “I’m more than stress relief to you, right, Em?”
Idris sighs, patting my shoulder again. “Sorry to say this, but get in line, Stan.”
That does it. I huff, pouting hard enough that Lix laughs at my face, and Idris’ smile lingers while he keeps watching Em, clearly content to wait his turn.
Well, I’m not!
So I circle behind her, planting myself at the edge of the bed. I bend down, reaching for the bottom drawer of the nightstand, and give it a tug.
It budges for a sec and then decides to deny me access.
Listen, it’s not my fault I filled the drawer to the brim, okay?
I told Em and Lix “let’s leave all the lube and toys out” for easy access, but then Em lectured me about practicality and privacy, which I wasn’t completely listening to.
You see, she was barenaked at the time. That’s not on me. That’s on her for distracting me.
And after Em lectured me for being messy, Lix took her side?! Fucking traitors, the both of them. But god, I love it when they put me in my place.
Back to now, I decide to put these muscles of mine to good use. I pull harder, the drawer creaking open. Plastic bottles roll, vibrators beg for attention, and rolls of condoms slide forward like they’ve been waiting for their time to shine. Not tonight, they won’t.
Idris mutters, “That is a lot of…preparation.”
I glance back at him with a grin. “Trust me,” I say, dragging the drawer fully open. “Need to be prepared for the plans I’ve got.”
Lix laughs, but then he chokes on it, even when Em’s not choking on him. She’s gobbling him up like a pro.
I whistle low. “Goddamn, gorgeous.”
Idris rubs her cheek all sweet and tender that it pries my chest open. It’s so damn adorable for what I’m about to do to her.
I grab what I need—a nearly empty bottle we opened last night—and grab the closest vibrator to toss behind me. It lands somewhere on the bed.
Then I move to stand behind her. I lift the hem of her nightgown, the soft fabric sliding through my fingers when I reach for the curve of her ass. She’s so soft and warm everywhere, her cotton panties soaking wet and almost as see-through as the silk on her.
“Fuck, you’re ready for us, aren’t you, gorgeous?”
I run my knuckles between her ass cheeks and then slip my finger under the drenched cotton to push her panties aside.
“You want a cock inside you that bad, Em?” I tease, smirking.
Her mouth’s too full of Lix’s cock to answer properly, but she rocks her hips back, making me moan like a mad man.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” I whisper, right when I line myself up.
My thick cock’s dripping precum, the tip teasing her wet pussy.
“Fuck, fellas, this view,” I say. “I’m gonna be thinking about this moment on my deathbed and still get hard.”
Idris gives a shocked chuckle, staring my way. His eyes are on me, so this is the perfect time for me to show off how I fuck our girl.
With a groan, I slide into her tight heat. She’s so wet, I slip in easy. She’s gripping me hard from the start, and I could seriously scarily come any minute now.
But Idris and Lix are watching, and I’m not gonna be nicknamed Minute Man. I’m gonna last as long as I can tonight.
Em moans while I slowly slide more and more of my throbbing cock into her perfect pussy.
“Yes, gorgeous, make sounds for us,” I whisper, running my nails down her back through her silk dress. “So good when you’re taking us like this, Em.”
She rolls her hips, ruining me. I throw my head back and can’t help the stupid whimper going past my lips.
“You look like you’re gonna finish fast, Stan,” I hear Lix say.
I snap my head back in place and pout at him. “Zero faith in me,” I mumble at him.