Chapter 11 - Hayden
HAYDEN
“Oh my God…” I breathed. “Yessssssss.”
My head lolled back against the hot tub’s corner cushion, as I extended both legs. The pleasure was overwhelming. Almost too much to bear.
Almost, that is.
“This was going to be my wish, by the way,” I managed to purr. “One of them, anyway.”
“What was?” asked Bodie.
“Another foot rub,” I said, vaguely realizing that both he and Carter didn’t know anything about the amazing massage Sawyer had bestowed upon me last night.
“I didn’t count on a double, though,” I sighed blissfully. “I would’ve given up two wishes for this, easy.”
Carter and Bodie’s thrumming fingers worked my feet in tandem, delivering a simultaneous four-handed foot massage that most girls could only dream of.
At the same time, I was being massaged from behind — not to mention from beneath — by a half-dozen strategically-placed jacuzzi jets, all hellbent on sending me straight to nirvana.
Shit, it was enough to make a girl mentally high-five herself on her recent life’s choices.
“So are you glad you came in?” Bodie chuckled.
“Oh please,” I shot back at him. “I was coming in no matter what. A hot tub? After two days on the mountain?” I laughed. “You guys could’ve been ninety-year-old lepers, and I would’ve still jumped in here.”
Sawyer, casually sipping his beer, stopped mid-sip.
“Wait… so that whole ‘what kind of girl do you think I am?’ thing was an act?”
I laughed even harder. “Of course.”
“What about the whole ‘I have no bathing suit’ thing?”
“You really think I need a bathing suit?” I smiled. “To get into a rolling jacuzzi with three hot, shirtless guys?”
I paused for a moment, wondering if I’d said too much. Like maybe I’d tipped my hand.
Fuck it.
“Look, how many times in her life does a girl get a chance like this?” I asked, pointing around. “There was no way I was missing out on it. This is the second best experience in the fucking world.”
“And what’s the first?” asked Carter, smiling slyly.
“Thrashing the three of you on the slopes.”
I held up my empty bottle, and a grinning Sawyer plucked it from my hand. He reached into the snow behind him, and twisted the cap off a fresh, ice cold one.
“So if this would’ve been your first two wishes,” said Bodie, nodding beneath the water at my feet, “what would’ve been your third wish?”
I caught his gaze and held it, while bringing the bottle slowly to my lips.
“Why?” I prodded. “Are you willing to grant it?”
His two massive shoulders poked just above the waterline. They dipped in a shrug.
“Depends on what it is.”
By now all pretense of playing by the rules was gone. I thought about how incredible this night was shaping out to be; the hot tub, the beer, the foot-rubs, the laughter. The whole thing was so totally unlike me: an unscheduled getaway, hundreds of miles north, with three complete strangers.
Yet somehow, it was exactly the type of vacation I needed.
“You boys have two wishes left,” I said, deliberately changing the subject. “Let’s hear them first.”
Carter and Sawyer looked at each other. Leaning back on his elbows, beer in hand, it was Sawyer who spoke first.
“I wish I’d kissed you last night.”
An expectant silence settled in. Only the gentle night wind, and the gurgling of the jacuzzi, existed.
“Are you wishing for something in the past, then?” I swallowed dryly. “Because I can’t change the past.”
“Let’s make it the present then,” Sawyer countered. “I wish I could kiss you now.”
I stared back at him, remembering the comforting feel of his body. His corded arms, folded around me. The ferocity of his manhood, pressed tightly into the small of my back.
“Then do it.”
Carter and Bodie slid immediately aside, as Sawyer glided over to my side of the hot tub.
I swooned as his lips crashed against mine, his arms working themselves around me beneath the churning, swirling waters.
I could feel the heat of his mouth, his breath, his hot tongue, twisting tantalizingly against mine.
Steam rose up around us. Bubbles fizzed and popped, tickling my shoulders as I kissed him back, clutching him in desperation, rolling my mouth slowly and sensuously against his.
Nothing else existed but us. All other reality dropped away as his hands explored, unhindered and unseen, beneath the surface.
I felt his fingers brush me, and I shivered through the heat of his touch.
My hands found his thick blond hair as I pulled him even closer, desperate to taste that perfect, beautiful mouth…
“Fuckkk.”
My pulse was still thundering when the kiss broke, and our faces drifted apart. Carter was staring at us like he’d just seen a live sex show. He looked just as jealous as he was turned on.
“What?” I challenged him, daringly.
“I just so happen to have a wish too,” he all but stammered.
To my shock and surprise, the voice that came out of me didn’t even sound like my own. It was way too confident, for such a crazy situation.
“You want the same thing?”
His glistening Adam’s apple beckoned me, as he swallowed. “Yes.”
My eyes held him in a trance for a moment, and that’s all the consent it took.
Carter swept me into his arms and pulled me back to his corner of the hot tub.
I ended up in his lap, straddling a pair of very thick, muscular thighs as my arms went over his shoulders.
Skin on skin, he discovered my secret in an instant.
“You’re naked,” he choked.
I chuckled in the least innocent way, and shrugged. “Guilty as charged.”
His eyes lit up like Christmas bulbs. The hands already around my waist gripped me a little tighter.
“Didn’t make sense, getting my underwear wet,” I explained feebly. “Not when there’s—”
His hot mouth cut me off, as he began kissing me hungrily.
Never mind that I’d just been kissing his best friend and business partner.
Never mind that two other men were watching.
We made out like teenagers who’d broken free on prom night; and discovered the limousine to be empty.
Only instead of a plush leather world of heated seats, our world was an anything goes free-for-all beneath the surging, roiling waters.
A realm in which my own hands wandered every bit as much as his, and there were no rules, no limits, no boundaries.
At least, not for the duration of his ‘wish.’
I sighed as Carter’s mouth moved to my neck; kissing, nibbling, his lips trailing downward.
He lifted me higher into his lap, and my breasts rose from the water.
Like two new toys he was nuzzling them in an instant, burying his stubbled face against them, and kissing the water from my steaming areola.
My hands went to the back of his head, my fingers sifting their way through his wet mess of hair.
Over his shoulder, I saw Sawyer gasp in indignation.
I smiled and winked at him, while his friend continued to feast on me.
Eventually, my gaze shifted to Bodie and those incredible, ice blue eyes.
The cool confidence with which he stared back at me was a serious turn on.
He was so casual, so completely indifferent to the situation unfolding before him as he tilted his bottle back and sipped his beer.
Yet beneath that indifference, I could sense an almost primal heat.
An inner fire that burned for the same treatment his friends were getting, regardless of his expression.
“You want some too?” I teased, shocked at the words coming out of my mouth. My hands, fingers sifting, pulled Carter even more firmly against my breasts.
“Maybe,” Bodie allowed, with a casual shrug. “But I’m all out of wishes.”
My smile was impish. The tone of my voice, brimming with promise.
“I suppose I could make an exception,” I sighed, as if I were actually weighing a decision that hadn’t already been made. “After all, you were the one that beat me down the mountain. Seems only fair you get a shot.”
I swam to him, extracting myself from Carter’s still roving hands. Bodie regarded me curiously as I pressed my warm, naked body against his. When I brought my lips level with his own, his mouth curled into a smile.
“Do you wish you could kiss me?” I murmured, above the gurgling of the jets.
“Maybe,” he said again.
My hands had settled upon his long, supple thighs. I slid them upward, piercing the legs of his swim trunks, and dragged my nails along.
“Because you can, you know. All you have to do is say the word.”
Bodie said nothing. He grabbed me instead, sliding his hands beneath my bare ass and cupping me hard against his incredible body.
When he finally kissed me, the chemistry was beyond electric.
His hands curled into my tender flesh, fingers probing, as he inhaled the breath from my lungs and breathed into me.
He completely took over; lips rolling, tongues dancing, like we’d been kissing for centuries instead of mere seconds.
I gasped as I felt a fingertip brush my folds. It pierced me gently, somewhere beneath the rolling waters, and I found myself squirming into his lap, urging him to do more.
The whole thing was ridiculous — totally insane.
Yet I’d never wanted something more in my entire life.
My body had never wrested away such complete control from my brain, destroying all rational thought, obliterating whatever consequences there might be.
But I was so far away from actual consequences.
So blissfully warm and safe and secure, with not one but three incredible men.
Men who respected me. Maybe even adored me.
Somehow I found the will to break the kiss; and push myself back to my own corner of the hot tub. The three of them followed my every movement, each staring back at me with hungry, lust-filled eyes.
“Hypothetically…” I said calmly, “let’s say I had a friend who was about to do something totally crazy. Something completely out of character, but also something she’s always wondered about.” I paused, and bit my lip. “But also, if we’re being honest, something she probably shouldn’t.”
Their expressions were the same; suppressed anticipation, mixed with desire. But they were also silent, as if totally spellbound. Each of them unable — or perhaps unwilling — to say something that might screw things up.
“So this friend of mine,” I went on. “Let’s say she’s willing to do this thing, but only if it never really happened. I mean, it would require ninja levels of discretion. Total black ops. Area 51 type stuff.”
One by one the boys looked at each other. Then, slowly, back at me.
“Hypothetically speaking,” Carter finally said, “there would be nothing to be discreet about. Especially since nothing ever happened.”
I watched carefully, as the others nodded their agreement. Then I stood up slowly, and let the water cascade from my naked body. Three pairs of eyes devoured me, as steam rose from every inch of my glistening skin.
“Right answer,” I said, nodding in the direction of the house.