53. Lilah
53
LILAH
We were silent on the drive back to the house. I couldn’t speak for the Bastards, but hunger had roared to life in my veins under their lustful gazes at the restaurant. I was buzzed and horny, eager to get naked after more than a week without sex.
The outdoor lights were on outside when we pulled up to the house and we piled out of the car and made our way inside. But instead of heading for the living room or one of the bedrooms, I set my bag down in the kitchen and made a beeline for the pool, remembering the delicious slide of water against my naked skin when I’d gotten in the hot tub with Nolan and Jude after our fuckfest in the sauna.
Nolan and Jude followed, but Rafe hesitated, and I wondered if he’d shun me, disappear into his room rather than joining us outside.
The pool light was on, the water glowing under an inky sky bright with stars, the plants around the patio lit with landscaping lights. Below the cliff, water crashed against the rocks. The patio felt otherworldly, like we were perched alone at the edge of the universe.
I reached behind my neck to untie the halter-style top of the dress before I could change my mind. I knew what I wanted, and for once, I wasn’t going to be ashamed of it.
I could feel Nolan and Jude watching me as I walked to the deep end and let the dress pool around my feet, leaving me standing in nothing but the new heels and underwear.
But I wanted to be naked . I felt newly hedonistic, the exotic locale and wine and confession at the mountain house cutting loose the last remaining anchors to my inhibitions.
And I definitely had an audience. Rafe had joined us on the patio after all, his gaze locked on my body as I slipped off the heels. Jude licked his lips when I hooked my thumbs into my underwear and pulled them down my thighs, and the heat that had been blooming in my cunt blossomed into a full-fledged forest fire.
I was bare-ass naked, my clothes at my feet, separated from the Bastards by the length of the pool. The ocean breeze was cool on my skin, my nipples hard as pebbles as I dove clean into the water.
I swam the length of the pool, surprised to find that it was heated, the water warm and slippery against my skin, caressing every crevice of my body as I stroked my way to the shallow end.
When I came up for air, all three of the Bastards were staring at me like hawks about to go in for the kill on an oblivious mouse.
Except I wasn’t oblivious. I knew what they wanted and I was no longer afraid to admit that I wanted it too.
I stepped out of the pool and walked over to Nolan, standing a few feet away from the edge.
Water sluiced off my body but he didn’t complain when I lifted a wet hand to work the buttons on his shirt.
“Kind of seems like you know what you want tonight, sweetheart.”
I pushed his shirt off his shoulders and let it fall to the ground, then reached for the zipper on his pants. “Are you complaining?”
Jude moved in behind me, his clothes warm against my cooling skin, and reached around to cup my tits. “Ain’t nobody here going to complain about that, boss.”
He squeezed my tits and I shoved Nolan’s pants off his hips, unsurprised to find he wasn’t wearing underwear. This was another thing I loved about Nolan: if you didn’t know better, you might think he was boring, but he was as wild as Jude and Rafe, just way more subtle about it.
He drew in a breath as I closed my palm around his erect shaft, relishing the silkiness of the taut skin in my hand, the weight of his dick. Behind me, I felt Jude’s cock slide between my thighs, bumping up against the opening to my pussy from behind.
I cut a glance at Rafe, sitting on one of the lounge chairs by the pool. His lips were parted, his chest rising and falling, his dick tenting his pants.
“You can watch,” I said.
His gray eyes flared like lightning behind a thundercloud and he unzipped his pants and freed his cock.
And holy mother of god… It was huge and glorious, the shaft long and straight, wide enough to make my pussy throb with need.
Nolan was kissing my neck and shoulders while I stroked his dick, my nipples brushing against his chest while Jude molded his body to my back, his dick wedged between my thighs.
He slid a hand around my waist and brushed against my clit as he slipped his fingers into my folds. He stroked through them slowly and a gasp erupted from my mouth.
Nolan lifted his head and captured my lips with his, his tongue plundering and sweeping while Jude stroked my pussy, my clit. Desperate to feel the penetration of his fingers, I opened my legs a little wider and was met with the vibration of a chuckle against my back.
“You really want to get fucked tonight, don’t you, boss?”
I was too busy kissing Nolan to reply, but the answer echoed in my head: yes, I very much wanted to get fucked tonight.
Nolan held my head in his hands, angling to take our kiss deeper, occupying my mouth like a conquering general claiming territory. His dick pulsed in my hand as I stroked, the sweeps of his tongue growing more urgent until he pulled away with a groan.
“I think we need to get a little more comfortable, sweetheart,” he murmured, kissing the corner of my mouth. “I want to look at you. I want to taste you. That okay with you, dude?”
“Fuck yes,” Jude said, withdrawing his fingers from my wet cunt. “I’m all in.”
I looked at Rafe, wondering if he was pissed I was excluding him, but he was stroking his cock in long, slow motions, his eyes glued to my body, and I had to admit: I had to resist the urge to cross the patio, climb on top of him, and lower my pussy onto his big dick.
He hadn’t earned it. He owed me a fucking apology and I was going to get it before I fucked him, even if it meant he lived the rest of his life with blue balls.
Nolan drew me to the edge of the pool. “You’re cold, sweetheart. Let’s get in the water.”
He walked down the wide steps in the shallow end but stopped me at the top. “Sit there, on the first step.”
I sat in a sex-starved haze, more than ready for whatever was coming next.
Jude sat next to me and I realized he’d taken off the rest of his clothes. His powerful thigh brushed against mine and he reached over to turn my face toward him as Nolan spread my thighs.
“Nolan’s going to eat your pussy while I kiss your luscious mouth,” he said, kissing my cheeks with lips that were improbably soft. “That okay, boss?”
“Uh-huh,” I moaned as Nolan’s tongue swept through my soaking folds, the warm pool water lapping at my ass and the backs of my thighs.
“No five-star meal in the world is as sweet as this pussy,” Nolan said, sliding his fingers inside me.
I gasped and pressed down on them as Jude kissed me. There was no buildup, no soft pressure of his lips on mine, no gentle probing of his tongue. It was all heat and fire, his tongue consuming me with demanding strokes as Nolan pushed his fingers deeper inside me.
“You are really missing out here, dude.” I knew Nolan was talking to Rafe even though I couldn’t see Rafe from the edge of the pool. “This is the sweetest little pussy I’ve ever tasted.”
“Fuck you,” Rafe said, his voice strangled.
One of Jude’s hands dropped to my nipple, squeezing as Nolan covered my clit with the heat of his mouth.
I moaned into the kiss with Jude, lifting my hips to meet Nolan’s lips on my clit and reaching for Jude’s dick. The feel of his shaft in my hand, the way he groaned when I started stroking, sent an electric shock through my body.
Jude tore his mouth from mine and lowered his head to my tits. “Whatever that was that you just did, keep doing it,” he said to Nolan. “Our little boss here is on fire .”
Nolan took turns sucking on my clit and lapping at it with his tongue, flattening it against my sensitive bud until the orgasm that was building at my core rushed to the surface.
He drove his fingers in even farther and I picked up my pace on Jude’s dick, who sucked on one tit and massaged the other one until I fell into the sky, my orgasm ripping through my body like an earthquake.
I shuddered and cried out, the dirty words that were still new to me falling from my mouth like a prayer. I was in another world, the demands of my body overriding all thought, all inhibition. Here there was no judgement, just bodies and pleasure and the raw hunger that felt as natural as the skin stitched over my bones.
Nolan didn’t stop licking my pussy until I lay limp and panting, Jude dropping kisses on my chest and shoulders.
I dared a look at Rafe and saw that he’d stopped stroking his dick, even though it was still hard.
Nolan nipped at my inner thighs and kissed my stomach, then used his arms to raise his body out of the water.
“Turn around, sweetheart. Let’s show Rafe how you like to get fucked from behind.”