Chapter 29 #2
Unable to find words, he waves a hand in the air between us. Theo and I both chuckle. My gaze moves over to him. The heat in his stare intensifies when I crawl over, so I’m kneeling between his legs.
“Baby, come here,” he says, patting his thigh.
I hesitate because I really wanted to suck his cock, too. The look on my face must give me away.
“I promise you can put your pretty little mouth on my cock, too. Come here.” He pats his leg, more firmly this time.
I kick my heels off. I move to sit on his lap, but he holds his hand up. “Take your panties off first.”
My mouth suddenly feels dry. How can the sweet Theo who loves to work with computers be the same guy saying these things to me?
I reach under my dress, sliding my thong down my legs. When I look back up, he’s holding his hand out in front of him.
He can’t mean…
He moves his fingers in a come-here motion.
He does mean that…
I hand over my underwear. My mouth gapes open when he slides them into his pocket. There’s no reason that should be as hot as it is.
“You’re never getting those back,” Finn laughs. I can’t even focus on him because Theo pulls me onto his lap, so I’m straddling him.
“Do you still want to taste my cock?” Theo asks me.
“Yes.”
Theo jams his elbow into Finn’s side. “Scoot the hell over.”
“Ow, you dick,” Finn grumbles, but he moves until his thigh is pressed against the arm of the couch.
Theo tightens his hold on me while he lies down across the couch cushions. His head is only a few inches from Finn’s leg.
“That’s a little close, brother,” Finn says, glaring down at Theo.
“I’m pretty sure you aren’t going to mind here in a second,” Theo says.
I don’t even have time to brace myself. In the next breath, Theo maneuvers me so I’m facing the opposite direction, and I’m hovering over his face. He pushes my skirt of my dress up until it’s bunched around my waist.
“Take my cock out,” Theo says. “I know you want to.”
I really do. I bend over until I’m on my hands and knees. My ass must be on perfect display for both of them, especially Finn.
Just as the thought pops in my head, Finn mutters, “Oh, fuck.”
“Told you,” Theo says in return.
I make quick work of getting Theo’s cock out of his pants. He isn’t as big as Finn, but something genetic must be happening. All three of the Rivers brothers are far bigger than average.
I push all the confusing thoughts of Cole from my mind. I can’t deal with that right now. All I want to think about is Theo, and his perfect dick that’s right there for the taking.
A hand swats against the side of my ass. It isn’t hard, but it leaves a little sting in its wake. “Sit on my face,” Theo says.
I spread my legs, easing down closer to him.
He smacks the same spot, a little harder this time. “More. I said sit on my face.”
He asked for it. I move down until my pussy is pressed against his face, and he hums in agreement.
He firmly grips my thighs, holding me in place as he starts to lap at my clit. It feels so good that I almost forget about the cock an inch from my face.
Oh, right…
Lacking the brain power to take things slow, I swallow him down. My head bobs up and down his length.
Spit drips down, helping my hand twist along his length. He groans against my pussy, swirling his tongue in a circle around my clit.
Theo’s hands are still on my thighs when a finger slides inside of me. Finn. One finger quickly becomes two. I pop off his cock for a second, letting out a groan.
“Shh, angel,” Finn says, continuing to pump his fingers inside of me.
He’s one to talk. He was a wanton mess of blubbering sounds just moments ago. Now he wants me to be quiet.
I know where we are, though, so I slide my mouth back over Theo’s length to keep myself quiet. My orgasm is barreling toward me, and I know I’m going to fall any second.
Theo’s cock is the only hope I have of staying quiet enough to keep us from getting caught.
It’s… right… there…
Finn strokes his fingers over the perfect spot, while Theo sucks my clit into his mouth. I moan loudly around the cock in my mouth as my pussy clenches around Finn’s fingers.
I’m so lost in my own orgasm, I’m almost surprised when Theo’s orgasm hits him. I swallow his release, while my clit pulses against his tongue.
I lick Theo clean, then rest my head against his thigh. Why do these men make me feel like I have just run a marathon after having an orgasm?
It’s a unique ability. I could one-thousand percent curl up right here and fall asleep.
I convinced Finn and Theo to head out first and make their way back to the ballroom.
It will look less suspicious if we don’t walk in at the same time. Our disheveled appearances would be more noticeable as a group.
I needed a couple of minutes to make myself look a little more presentable anyway. Luckily, I’m in the perfect room to make that happen. Everything the girls used to get ready is in here.
I glance in the mirror. I still look freshly fucked, but at least it doesn’t look like I had a marathon sex session anymore.
I can’t do anything about my lack of panties. Theo refused to give them back, so that means I’m going commando the rest of the night.
I just know I’m going to get turned on every time the lightest breeze hits me.
Knowing this is as good as it’s going to get, I step out the door. I don’t even make it three steps before I’m shoved back in the room.
Cole pushes me against the door, which clicks closed behind my back.
“What—” I start to ask, but he silences me with a gentle hand over my mouth.
“Shh,” he whispers right against my ear.
Voices filter in from the other side of the door. I can’t make out what’s being said, but it’s clearly two vaguely familiar female voices.
“Martha and Louise,” Cole whispers. He’s quiet for a few beats, then adds, “I can’t listen to any more gossip.”
I want to laugh so badly. My teeth dig into my lip, trying to hold it in. His eyes implore me to keep my mouth shut.
I drag in a few deep breaths, willing myself to calm down.
We stand there frozen until the voices trail away. Even then, Cole doesn’t move for several minutes. For some reason, I won’t let myself contemplate, I don’t shove him away.
I become acutely aware of how our bodies are pressed together. His hand falls away from my mouth, trailing down my side.
“I think they’re gone,” I whisper because even with the coast clear, it seems wrong to speak any louder. It might shatter whatever the hell is happening between us right now.
There was a profound shift when he gave me his jacket earlier. I can’t put my finger on precisely what it was, but the change was undeniable.
Something softened inside of me, and I can’t say I’m mad about it. I’ve missed being this close to him.
“Mmhmm,” he hums, but his hard body remains pressed firmly against me. He’s staring at me like he’s trying to figure something out, figure me out.
Eventually, he shakes his head, stepping away. A chill spreads through me with the absence of his body heat radiating into me.
He looks around the room. “Why does it smell like sex in here?”
I try to contain my smirk, but I can’t keep the corner of my mouth from tilting upward. “Do you really want to know?”
Clarity settles over his gaze as the pieces click into place. He doesn’t look angry, just resigned.
I should say something. As to what I want to say, I haven’t the faintest idea.
Before I can figure it out, he cups my cheek. His thumb slowly traces along my cheekbone.
My brain is fried. Cole is touching me, and I don’t hate it. Shouldn’t I be shoving him away?
Why is he okay with this? He’s been as repelled by me as I have been by him.
Despite all the questions running rampant through my mind, I can’t get myself to move away. His touch feels like a long-lost friend that my soul desperately misses. The look in his eye is one I remember well.
He’s going to kiss me. I don’t think I have the willpower to stop him this time. Once his lips touch mine, there’s no way I’ll have the strength to end it.
Cole leans forward, his nose brushing against mine. His breath ghosts across my lips, sending shivers down my arms.
Just before his lips touch mine, the door bursts open.