Chapter 23
Nolan
Adriana’s face turned pale as she looked from me to Landon and back. She probably expected some kind of grand confrontation. I stepped forward to close the door behind her, but she stayed where she was.
“Uhm… What’s going on?” she asked timidly.
“We told you that you’d see what we were up to today, didn’t we?” Landon said, approaching her and running a finger down her cheek. “Now it’s time to find out.”
He put a hand around her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. That was my cue. I walked around her, and played with the edge of her skirt.
“You’ve been teasing us for days. These are going to be the consequences of your actions.”
I noticed goosebumps forming on her arms, and that made me smile. She was kissing Landon back while pressing her body toward me; an instinct that told me she was as into both of us as she had been claiming the whole time. That was good. It meant that this was going to be fun.
I pulled her blouse loose and let my fingers lightly touch the small of her back, letting Landon do his thing on the other side.
Her skin was cold from the sea breeze and the thin clothing she was wearing. That wouldn’t be the case for long. Things were about to seriously heat up in this cabin. The guests were upstairs, watching the sunset and being entertained by the singer we’d brought along.
Soon enough, they’d be fairly plied with alcohol and would forget the three of us even existed.
It was the perfect time to sneak away and enjoy ourselves.
Once Landon moved his hand, I began to lay a trail of kisses down the back of her neck. It was better to touch her, to taste her, than to create any of the dishes that came from my kitchen. It felt like a masterpiece, perfection that would be impossible to find anywhere else.
That was, in the end, why Landon and I had agreed to go down this route together. Neither of us were willing to let go of her, and both of us knew that we could not force her to choose.
It was better to share what we had than to lose it completely.
Adriana didn’t seem to have any complaints, either. She allowed her body to react to us freely, as if this situation came to her naturally. It felt that way to me, too, strangely enough. As if this is what was always meant to be.
She lifted her hands and pulled away from the kiss momentarily to allow me to lift her blouse over her head.
Landon reached around to undo her bra as I did so, and I heard a light gasp from her as our hands briefly touched her body.
If this was already having such an effect on her, I wondered where the rest of this night would lead.
Landon glanced at me over her head and I nodded.
It was time for part two of the operation.
We’d worked together for years, and we had almost perfect synchronization when it came to the hotel.
I was sure those were skills that we could transfer to pleasuring Adriana until she couldn’t take it anymore.
Landon led Adriana to the bed, positioning her so that she was sitting down and facing us. Her eyes were full of lust, and she looked like she was simply not going to question us. That was good. All she had to do was follow our lead.
I held out a hand and she gave me one leg while Landon took the other.
Between the two of us, we quickly had her heels, skirt, and underwear on the floor.
Her beauty was now entirely exposed, something I wish I could lay my eyes on forever.
It was like discovering a new ingredient, rare, exotic, and sheer flavorful perfection.
“Am I the only one who’s going to be naked?” Adriana asked cheekily, leaning back on her elbows. “Not that I want to complain, but I just don’t think it’s very fair.”
“Be patient,” Landon answered with a strict look on his face. “You will get everything you want and more.”
“Promise?” she asked, puppy-eyed.
“If you’re a good girl,” I replied, getting on my knees in front of her.
Landon went to get onto the bed beside her, his hands beginning to explore her shoulders and chest.
I tapped her thigh impatiently and she spread her legs for me, exposing the treasure that was waiting there; more delicious than anything else in the world.
I sat forward, burying my face in it, teasing her with my tongue and my fingers.
I wasn’t moving too fast, just enough for her to get an appetizer for what was coming.
My focus zoomed in entirely on what I was doing, the way that I moved, the rhythm that I fell into.
When I was so deeply intent on a goal, the world often seemed to disappear around me. It was something I used to have when I was cooking, but with how chaotic the kitchen had become, I could no longer find that silence.
But between Adriana’s legs, I could dive into paradise and forget all of my stress.
She was becoming wet at my touch, her muscles tensing and relaxing and shuddering in response to my movements. I had no idea what Landon was doing above, but I could hear her periodic moans into his mouth.
The sound drove me forward and I could feel myself becoming hard.
I used my free hand to start undoing my belt and my pants, reaching into my underwear to stroke myself.
The space was limited, and I wanted to set it all free, but I wasn’t moving from this spot until I had at least made Adriana come once.
“That’s so good,” I heard her moan, already breathing hard and falling entirely into her pleasure. “Please, don’t stop.”
Her words encouraged me, and I kept my rhythm and pressure, focusing all of my technique into what I was doing.
I slipped my fingers inside of her to join my tongue in the wild dance, while I matched my movements with strokes on my shaft.
An animal was waking up inside of me, and I fought to keep control of it.
I would get what I wanted, but first, I needed to see that haze of relief and pleasure on Adriana’s face.
“Oh, God.” She was loud, and I felt her body tighten as her legs squeezed against my head. I relished in each shudder that moved through her before I came up for breath.
“Nice,” I said, glancing at Landon, who lifted his head from where he had been kissing her shoulders. “Your turn.”
He nodded, and got to his feet. I did the same, moving onto the bed.
“Stand up and turn around,” Landon commanded, and Adriana did as she was told. She stood beside the bed, leaning down over it to face me. I pulled off my shirt, pants, and underwear and discarded it all.
Then I moved myself into position so that her head was hovering over my cock, which had completely hardened by this point.
Landon went down on his knees behind Adriana, while I undid her hair and wrapped the loose strands in one hand. “You know what I want, don’t you?”
“Mmm,” Adriana said, clearly in that happy daze of pleasure, before letting me maneuver her head over my shaft. Her tongue slashed across it eagerly as I guided her up and down slowly, leaning back on my other elbow as incredible sensations ran through my body.
She was skilled and enthusiastic, and seemed to know exactly which buttons I wanted her to push. At the same time, Landon’s work on the other end was causing her to moan over my head, sending pleasant vibrations through it. I closed my eyes for a while, simply enjoying the feeling.
Adriana eventually pushed back against my hand, and I let her up to take a breath.
“You’re a good girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she said, her face red and her loose hair making her look wild.
To me, it was a beautiful sight. I let go of her hair to stroke her cheek, and to watch her reactions to what Landon was doing from the other side. She moaned and bit at her bottom lip, her back arching as she did so.
I found myself enjoying the process of watching her reactions, how her face shifted and her eyes shone with each jolt of pleasure.
It was an intoxicating vision, like watching a masterpiece coming to life; something that I would not have been privy to if it were only her and I in the bedroom.
That was the moment that I realized that maybe this situation wasn’t so bad after all.
“Your spot looks comfortable,” Landon said from the other side when he came up for air. “Let’s swap.”
I didn’t complain. I wanted to be inside of Adriana more now than ever. Watching her face had driven me into a state of desire that could not be resisted.
I got up and switched places with Landon, who now lay on his back on the bed with her head in his hands. She pushed her hips backwards to me, clearly asking for me to ravage her. I was happy to oblige.
With my hands, I positioned her at the perfect angle, before gripping tightly onto her ass and pushing myself as deep inside of her as I could get. I let out a grunt as I felt her warmth around my shaft and how wet she had gotten from our combined efforts.
I pushed her lower back down slightly for a sharper angle, and she and Landon adjusted her upper body to match.
From here, I couldn’t contain the animal inside of me anymore. I slammed into her, finding a rough, intense rhythm that created beads of sweat on my forehead within minutes. But I had no plans to slow down, especially seeing how her body was reacting to it.
She moaned over Landon’s shaft, whose eyes were focused on her in the same way mine had been earlier.
But my focus was on her back half, and the sensations that flooded my own body with every thrust of my hips.
I’d slept with many women in my career; something that came with being a high-end chef.
And yet I had never had someone that made me feel the way that Adriana did.
It was almost overwhelming in its intensity.
“I’m not going to last much longer,” I eventually said, feeling the rush of electricity washing over me in waves as I pulled out. “Turn her around.”
Between Landon and I, we swung Adriana around in a swift, calculated move. She was now laying on her back with her mouth in just the right position. Landon pulled her legs apart from the other side and started thrusting into her hungrily. With a smile, she opened her mouth, inviting me in.
I lowered myself and put my cock inside, relishing in the fresh angle. Adriana moved her head and slashed her tongue around my head, which was enough to push me to the brink.
I finished inside her mouth with a grunt and some force, and she swallowed eagerly, smiling when I pulled out again. I got down on my knees, holding her head and looking into her eyes while Landon continued with what he was doing on the other side.
Her face was lit up and happier than I had seen her since she had started working at the hotel. I tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and rubbed her cheek with my thumb, feeling a different kind of connection building between us.
“Oh, God,” Landon growled, and he pushed himself against Adriana tightly, gripping her hips as he finished inside of her.
We both helped her to move around until we were lying on either side of her. Landon had his arm under her neck and I lay on my side, stroking her hair.
“This was better than I expected,” I said, leaning in to kiss her shoulder.
“Same,” she breathed, adding a little laugh. “I had no idea this is what you were planning.”
“We should do it again,” Landon added, sounding less stressed than ever.
Out of the blue, the door to the cabin swung open wildly, and Bryant Thatcher appeared from the other side. He raised an eyebrow, his jaw tight and his tone blunt when he spoke.
“So, this is what’s been going on in my hotel.”