10. Aspen
Is this what I think it is?
It’s surreal, standing in the pool with Caden in front of me, Pike eying me with naked uncertainty, as if they’re both waiting for me to give consent. Or is this just wishful thinking on my part? Should I be thinking any of this when I’d only just been intimate with Flint a couple of weeks ago?
Confusion and desire comingle inside me as they draw closer, the heat of Caden’s body infusing me. He’s not touching me yet, but he wants to, I can tell that as plain as the fairy lights draped overhead. The pulse of his heart beats through his neck, his lips parting as if his mouth were already on me.
“I’m going to kiss you,” Caden tells me when no one speaks, his way of taking charge arousing me more.
Flint’s face pops into my mind then, overriding every element of my desire as I step him back, breaths escaping in short, uneven rasps. I have to tell them about his friend before this goes too far.
“I have to tell you something first,” I stutter, not wanting to ruin the moment, but it’s too important to keep to myself. Caden reaches for me, but I dance back again. “I’ve been with Flint.”
To my utter astonishment, he doesn’t flinch, his hands reaching for me this time. “That’s all right,” he murmurs. “We’re not jealous, are we, Pike?” His breath is hot on my skin as he whispers in my ear, “We like to share.” Spirals of heat ribbon through me as he pulls back to look at me. “Is that all right with you?”
The spell deepens. I have no shame now, the two closing in around me because I want this—have wanted this since I arrived. I’ve noticed the stolen looks, the licked lips, and unspoken words.
My attraction to all three men isn’t one-sided.
Caden’s kiss falls on my mouth, his full beard tickling my chin and stealing my breath as my arms slide around his neck. Seamlessly, his powerful arms encase me and lift me onto the side of the pool, laying me on the side of the deck without losing traction on our mouths.
Water splashes, and I sense movement to my side, Pike joining us on the tiled deck, his breathing deepening. Strong hands pull me further onto solid ground, Caden’s mouth falling away now, and I look at both men, biting on my lower lip.
Caden’s fingers linger at the waist of my bottoms, Pike’s hands hovering around my breasts. My chest heaves in anticipation, and I arch my back, giving my consent silently.
Pike strips away the damp bikini top as Caden shimmies the bottoms off my goosefleshy skin, leaving me fully naked and exposed under their yearning eyes. Already, I’m wet—and not just because of the pool.
And then two sets of lips are on me, my eyes closing again. Caden’s skillful, sure hands work the right side of my body, his mouth making a trail as he stops to explore every avenue of my figure. Pike discovers the left, his movements gentler, softer, but his kisses just as hot. His mouth locks on my breast, and pierces of electricity shoot through my body like lightning bolts, one after the other.
I moan, the dual sensations making me heady between the cross breeze and their relentless mouths. My fingers curl into their hair, Pike’s wayward curls and Caden’s thick, dark waves. Through the slits of my eyes, I watch them move lower until it hurts to strain my neck and see where they’ve gone.
Another mewl of pleasure escapes my lips as Caden inches back upward, his mouth now capturing my right breast, his hot breath driving me crazy. My hands tighten around both of their heads as Pike drops lower, my legs spreading to allow him.
“You are the Venus de Milo,” I think I hear Pike mumble, but in my intoxicated state, it’s hard to be sure. I’m floating, flying, in a state of disbelief.
Caden kneads and sucks harder on my breast, nipping lightly on my nipple and making me jump as his hand wraps gently around my throat to massage. His breathing gets raspier, his cock hard against me now, every inch of his manhood ready for me through his bathing suit.
Pike winds his way into my center, and I gasp as his mouth finds its way into the cleft of my legs.
“Fuck,” he sighs. This time, I hear every word.
“Indeed,” Caden concedes, rubbing his beard into my neck, his words hot against my ear. “You are so beautiful, Aspen. Too beautiful.”
His free hand releases himself from his swimming trunks, finally, and I strain to look, to see if he’s as big as he felt pressed against me, but at this angle, it’s useless. And Pike has only just begun his discovery of my drenched center.
Caden crawls forward, and I prop myself on my elbows, eyes popping at the sight of his massive erection.
“I’m not sure I can handle… all of that!” I choke.
He likes my comment, winking at me as he guides himself toward my gaping mouth. “It’s all for you, Aspen.”
Slowly, tentatively, I turn my head toward him to accept it, his hips dipping slowly to give me the whole taste of his cock. The upper part of my body turns to him, my hands cupping at his sack.
Below me, Pike’s mouth moves frantically, and my legs tense, anticipation growing inside me. I moan, the sound muffled by Caden’s thickness. His hand wraps my damp hair into a fist, his hips diving deeper inside me as I buck upward, my climax inevitable. Pike makes a sound, urging me along, his laps long and even.
My body quivers, and Caden’s movements become harder, deeper. He’s all the way inside my throat now, but there’s still so much of him. Tears of pleasure blur my eyes, and I whimper, my first climax spilling over Pike’s lips.
“Good, Aspen,” Caden rasps, and suddenly, he disentangles himself from me. In a blur, I’m flipped over on all fours, with Caden kneeling in front of me.
Once again, Pike’s tongue is in my center, his thick fingers sliding over the slippery cleft before spreading me wide. Caden’s cock finds its way back into my mouth, but I am ready for him now, my hand closing around the base of his cock, my tongue slipping and sliding over the shaft eagerly.
“Oh, fuck yes!” Caden cries out, collecting my hair again.
The head of Pike’s erection touches my ready and waiting opening, and I buck back to take him, giving him the consent he wants. My body yearns to be filled by them. I’m outside myself, the pleasure bursting from every pore of my body.
Before I can beg Pike to take me, he does. In a single, fluid motion, he pushes inside of me, and I yelp. I wasn’t expecting such girth. He moves in and out of me, inching forward with each thrust, allowing me time to adjust to his size. The friction is delicious, his thickness stretching me with every movement. When he finally enters me fully, he picks up the pace, thrusting into me hard and fast.
My mouth closes tightly around Caden’s unit, sucking and licking as he moans, sputtering as he grows harder inside my mouth.
Pike reaches his hand around, drawing circles around my clit, making each motion feel like I am on the brink of falling over the precipice. It’s almost too much, the sensations driving me wild. Pike’s finger applies more pressure against my sensitive nub, and his movements become rougher, harder, the fingers of his other hand digging into my waist as he thrusts, his own cock swelling as my release is imminent.
I want to warn him, but I can’t lose my groove on Caden’s cock.
“Oh, yeah… that’s it, Aspen. I’m going to come right down your throat.”
I don’t slow down the need to taste him, to climax, to feel Pike release, all vying for what I want the most. Just on the edge now, I’m about to come undone.
My body trembles as Caden and I release in unison, his hot lava surging into me, my pussy clenching around Pike. He is the last to reach his orgasm, his moan echoing through the yard as Caden lets go of my head, his hazel eyes shining in disbelief as our gazes lock.
Pike rocks into me, jerking his last drops, and he falls aside, allowing me to collapse against the deck as we pant in choreographed unison.
The stars are spectacular tonight, the moon half full. Crickets chirp, a sound I hadn’t noticed until now.
“Are you all right?” Pike sounds concerned, and I turn my head, unable to move my still quaking body.
I offer him a watery smile. “I’m great,” I tell him, unsure if that’s completely true. My head is still spinning in the aftermath.
“I’ll get you some water,” Caden says, dropping a kiss on my mouth.
I grin gratefully at him, and he stands, pulling on his dripping bathing suit. Pike remains sprawled on the deck, unmoving, and I try to think of something clever to say as Caden disappears into the house. But before I can, the distant sound of the garage door opening makes my heart stop. Panic encompasses me, and I spring up, looking around desperately.
“What is that?” I demand, knowing exactly what it is. The blood drains from my face as I scour the poolside for my clothing.
“The garage,” Pike replies nonchalantly. “Sounds like Flint is home.”