42. Tori
42
TORI
The knock on the door was both exciting and terrifying. I was sitting at the desk in Lucas’s room, where I’d been for at least ten minutes, my mind racing. I wanted this so much, but wow, it was also a little scary. “Come in.”
Jayden opened the door, and the sight of him made my pulse speed up while my muscles relaxed. Which made no sense. But him being here meant that the date was starting—that was the part that made my heart rate increase. But just seeing him—his easy-going smile, his friendly face—those things allowed some of the tension to drain my body.
He looked good, too. Really good. The guys had let me use the upstairs bathroom to shower and shave and pamper myself, but judging from Jayden, they’d made good use of the one downstairs.
His pants were a very light tan, and his shirt was white, some kind of linen thing that was open at the throat. It was a summery look that worked on him and accentuated his tan skin. I wanted to run my hands over the soft fabric—and then over his smooth skin.
There was heat in his eyes as he stared back at me. I got to my feet, and he looked me over from head to toe and then back again—stopping at a few spots along the way. “You look fucking incredible.” His voice was a little hoarse. “Now I see why they wanted you to wear that.”
“You look good, too.”
He smiled faintly and gestured to me. “Yeah, but not like that.”
“No, you look hot.” I stepped closer and leaned in. “And you smell good, too.”
His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat, and his gaze went to my hair. “A bun?”
“Yeah, about that…” I took him by the hand and led him to the bathroom. Earlier, I’d texted him and asked him if he wanted my hair up or down for tonight. I figured he deserved to choose since he was the only one who hadn’t seen me in my dress. He’d chosen a ponytail, which to me had felt a little plain for how fancy the dress was.
Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, I pulled him next to me. “It may look like a bun, but it’s secretly a ponytail. Give me your hand.”
He grinned, watching us in the mirror. “You can have any body part you want.”
I guided his fingers up to my hair. “Feel that pin there? That’s the first one.” I slid his fingers over to the next. “And those are the other two. Any time that you’d like tonight, just pull those three pins and you’ll get that ponytail you like.”
“Pull the pin? You’re not a hand grenade.” He chuckled, but his eyes were glazed over, and I knew he liked the surprise I’d prepared for him. “Are you ready for our date?”
“Where are we going?”
“A great little place I know. Lots of ambiance. You’ll love it.”
I laughed. “The basement?” I’d suspected as much, but Jayden could’ve pulled off a surprise. Like a four-person hammock in the backyard or something. After all, he was half of the team that had created a bedroom and a billiards hall in one day.
He kissed the side of my neck. “Are you ready?”
“Almost.” I took a deep breath. “You guys suggested that I wear this dress.”
“Kyle and Lucas did, and I’m going to thank them the second I see them.”
“And you suggested that I wear my hair in a ponytail—or a disguised one.”
He grinned. “I love that. So where are you going with this?”
“Can I make a request? About what you three are wearing?”
“Sure.” He looked surprised. “But my tuxedo’s in the shop.”
“Not that.” I grinned. “I have something else in mind.” Then I whispered in his ear.
After Jayden left, I waited a minute before following him. And during that time, I rapidly checked everything I could, my hair, my makeup, even if I had enough perfume. Then I opened the door to the basement and started down the stairs, suddenly feeling a bit shy. I stopped when I heard Jayden’s voice.
“She requested that we take our shirts off.”
There were a few seconds of silence during which my face turned bright red.
“Did she now?” Kyle sounded amused as hell. “Are you sure she didn’t just mean me?”
Okay, that was funny. But no, I wanted all three of them to be shirtless. They’d chosen what I’d wear—why couldn’t I do the same?
There was more silence, and I pictured them pulling off their shirts, which was a very nice visual. But then Lucas spoke up.
“That’s too weird for me.”
Kyle snorted. “If you think that’s weird, then you’re probably not going to want to stick around for the rest of the night.”
“No, I want to,” Lucas insisted. There was a hint of embarrassment in his voice, but far less anger than usual when he spoke to Kyle.
Then Jayden intervened. “You’re thinking about this all wrong, dude. Stop thinking that it’s weird for guys to hang around without their shirts off, because first off, that makes it sound like you’ve never been to a beach.”
“Or played a sport,” Kyle added.
“Here’s how you should be viewing this,” Jayden continued. “There’s a drop-dead gorgeous woman up there, and she wants to see you with your shirt off. Hear that? She wants to see you that way.”
That seemed like my cue, so I continued down the stairs, aware that they could hear me coming. When I stepped onto the concrete floor, I took a deep breath and looked around. All three of them were standing in front of the pool table. Kyle and Jayden were bare-chested. Lucas was not.
It took a superhuman effort to ignore the way Kyle looked wearing only his tight, black jeans. Or how Jayden looked in his tan pants. But I kept my eyes trained on Lucas. He had on a dark green sweater that brought out the green in his eyes. It was over a white button-down shirt and dark gray pants.
“Looking beautiful, Victoria,” Kyle said, but I ignored him and went straight to Lucas. He smiled as I neared. I sent Jayden a look as I passed him, and he got the message. I heard him whisper to Kyle and then they retreated, leaving just Lucas in front of me.
“You look very nice,” I said softly, then I stood on my toes to whisper in his ear. “But I’d really like to see you with your shirt off.”
His lips brushed against my cheek as I pulled back. I hopped up on the rim of the pool table and crossed my legs, letting the slit of the dress fall open in a way I knew Kyle had liked last time I wore this. Hopefully Lucas would, too. “Please?”
He held my gaze for a long moment, and I could see so many things. Desire. Doubt. Confusion. Concern. But the desire seemed strongest, and a moment later, he nodded. He pulled the sweater up and off, sending it somewhere into the darker sections of the basement. But before he could continue, I placed my hands on his button-down shirt. “Let me.”
I looked him in the eye as I unfastened one button at a time, slowly. Someone stepped to my side, and I felt a hand on my back, rubbing up and down, going lower each time—as I deliberately unfastened each button. When the last one was loose, I pushed the sides of his shirt open, and he held my gaze as he peeled it off.
My thighs squeezed together as I surveyed his taut skin over those amazing muscles, and I wasn’t the only one to notice.
Kyle gave a low whistle. “Damn, boy. When did that happen?” It was funny, unexpected, and true. Lucas was a modest guy, but he was pushing himself to be more open—for me.
I cupped the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss. Lucas immediately crushed his mouth to mine, and I moaned. The hand—Jayden’s on my back moved lower, squeezing and teasing, and from the other direction, a larger hand explored the way my legs poked out of the slit of the dress. That was Kyle—I had a lot of experience with how his hand on my thigh felt.
God, this was really happening. Three men were touching me. Three men wanted me. And I wanted them so badly.
Lucas kissed me so thoroughly that I almost forgot about the other hands on my body—almost. But when he pulled away, and I let go of him, it felt like every bone in my body had become liquid—like I was going to slide right off the pool table onto the floor.
Jayden seemed to know, and he wrapped his arm around my waist and smoothed my hair back. “You look so fucking gorgeous that we skipped a few steps, sweetheart.”
“What steps?”
“We have a game plan,” Kyle said. Then he winked. “Or, for you, I guess it’s a lesson plan, Teach.”
I smiled at his words. “Well, you’ve got to follow the lesson plan. What’s the objective?”
Kyle leaned in and whispered in my ear. “To drive you out of your fucking mind with pleasure.”
Good thing I was sitting, because his words and that incredibly sexy low voice of his made me weak at the knees.
Lucas was fiddling with something on Jayden’s dresser, and suddenly, soft music filled the air.
Jayden walked over to the wall, turned out the light switch, and said, “Looks like the power went out again.” I smiled at him, well aware that in setting the mood, they were trying to make me comfortable.
Once the lights were out, I noticed a dozen tea lights glowing from different spots around the area. They looked to be battery operated, but that was okay. They still were pretty, and with the rest of the basement still full of junk, it was probably good not to have that many open flames.
Then it was Kyle’s turn. He now had a beer bottle in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other. “Which would you prefer?”
I took the wine and clinked my glass against his bottle. “Knew it,” he said with a grin. Then he downed about half of his beer while I took a few sips. There were some more bottles in a bucket of ice on the shelf of a half empty bookcase, and Jayden opened up one for himself. Lucas had a bottle of water.
The fact that they’d planned ahead was so endearing, but it was more than that. They were also working together, which was something I wouldn’t have dreamed was possible even a week or two ago.
Kyle’s throat bobbed as drank more of his beer. Suddenly, an impish thought took hold of me. I placed my palm on his chest, feeling the vibrations as he swallowed. “Can you finish that?” I asked.
With the skill of a veteran party boy, he chugged the rest of the beer. When he was done, I took the brown glass bottle from him and shook it, letting the last few drops fall on the floor. Then I set the bottle down in the middle of the pool table and gave it an experimental spin. Then I looked at each one of them.
Jayden grinned. “I guess that’s the only horny teenage game we haven’t played.”
Lucas smiled. “Looks like Tori has a lesson plan of her own.”
“Yep. You stand there.” I pointed toward one side of the pool table. Then I directed Jayden to the end of the table. For Kyle, I tucked a finger under his waistband and pulled him over a little to stand on in the middle of the third side.
“Bossy little thing, isn’t she?” he observed.
That made me smile. I wasn’t exactly what you’d call confident in the bedroom—or, rather, the basement. I’d had a lot less sexual experience than these men. Hell, I hadn’t even had an orgasm with a man before I met them. But the way they watched me… the hunger in their eyes as they took in my dress, my hair, my makeup… it made me want to be braver. And they’d set things up so that I’d feel comfortable enough to do so.
So I took the plunge and got on my hands and knees, doing my best to crawl like a sex-kitten to the middle of the table.
Kyle’s eyes darkened, but then he reached out, grasping my upper arm to stop me. I did stop—very aware of how his knuckles were grazing against my breast.
“You on all fours is something straight out of a wet dream, Tori, but probably not a good idea to drag high heels over the felt.”
Oh. Good point. I stopped, flipping over. Before I could reach down to undo the strap of my shoe, Lucas was there, picking up my foot and undoing the strap. God, his touch felt good.
That reminded Jayden of something. “Did you ever give her that foot rub that she dared you to during Truth or Dare?”
I answered for him. “He massaged something better when we were in Atlanta.” I exchanged a secret smile with him.
Once he had my shoes off, he did quickly rub each foot. His strong grip sent shivers up my spine as I turned to Kyle and gave him a mischievous smile. “Now do I get to crawl across the pool table?”
He cocked his head, an eyebrow raised. “It costs a ton to refelt a pool table. Better take your dress off too. Can’t be too careful.”
I laughed. “Nice try.”
Trying to get things back on track, I positioned myself in the middle of the table and gave the beer bottle a spin. It went around and around and finally came to a stop with the narrow end pointing between me and Jayden.
That worked. I crawled over to him and settled on my knees as he wrapped his arms around me. His mouth claimed mine and I sighed, my hormones going from zero to sixty. He had one hand in my hair, squeezing the bun, and I wondered if he’d pull the pins out of it, but he didn’t. His other hand was on my ass, squeezing and kneading, and it felt so good.
But more than that… the thought of Kyle and Lucas watching Jayden touch me that way… it was one hell of a turn on. If I could be brave enough to do all the things I wanted to with these men, this would likely be the most amazing night of my life.
My lips felt puffy when he finally let me go. I let out a little whimper at the loss of contact as I reached behind me for the bottle. I turned around, facing the center of the table, one leg stretched out next to me, but the dress kept me covered. I spun the bottle and didn’t breathe as it made lazy circles.
It finally came to a stop with the head of the bottle pointing straight at my crotch. My face turned beet red as everyone chuckled.
Kyle said, “It’s got good taste.” Then he redirected the bottle so that it was pointing at him.
Excited shivers ran through me. I tried to walk on my knees over to him, but the fabric of the dress got in my way. Kyle solved that by pulling it away from my legs, pushing the fabric behind me… and leaving all but the tops of my thighs bare. But then I was in his arms, and I didn’t care.
It felt so damn good when he pulled my body to his. Since my shoulders and upper chest were bare, we had skin-go-skin contact. He held the back of my head firmly as he ravished my mouth, tilting my head at the perfect angle for his kiss. It thrilled me when he used his strength to hold me in place like this. I hoped there would be more of that tonight.
When he finally let me go, I could barely remember my name.
Kyle wiped the back of his mouth with his hand and then located the beer bottle. He ran the tip of the bottle suggestively along my leg and then rolled it across the table to Lucas.
It was a short distance, but I crawled to him, figuring that Kyle might like the view of me moving away. From the low, throaty groan he made, he did.
Lucas gathered me in his arms but instead of kissing me right away, he lifted me up and set me on the edge of the pool table with my legs dangling down. Then he pushed close, and I spread my knees wide, giving him space.
Shit, it turned me on so much when one of them did that. Such an intimate position to have a man standing between my knees… so close to my core that I could feel the heat from his body.
Lucas brought his lips to mine, and he held me tight. I groaned. Our bodies were lined up—I could feel every one of his firm muscles, as well as the very hard bulge in his pants. He took my mouth slowly and thoroughly, as he had at the hotel in Atlanta. But there was nothing slow about the way he held me. His arms were so tight around me that he lifted me off the table a time or two.
Then I felt a presence behind me on the table. The cologne was Jayden’s, and I felt him behind me, pressing his body against mine. I moaned against Lucas’s mouth. This was just like that time at the library only then I’d been sandwiched between Jayden and Kyle. Now it was Jayden and Lucas, and it felt every bit as good.
Jayden’s knees were spread and he ground his erection against my ass. Even through our clothes, I could feel how hard he was. Then his hands were in my hair, and I felt one of the bobby pins slide out.
He tugged on the other two and my hair unwrapped from the bun and fell across my back. He pressed his nose against the base of the ponytail, and I arched my back. His hand slid in front of me, and he cupped my breast, squeezing it and?—
No wait, that was Kyle. I could feel his presence off to the side, and I moaned again.
Three men were touching me. Stroking me. Making my skin sizzle. And then Jayden whispered in my ear. “Do you want more, Tori?”
Lucas pulled back his very talented mouth to let me respond and I couldn’t look him in the eye even though I knew my answer. Somehow, he sensed that, and he pressed his forehead to mine and kept his gaze down. I did the same and then smiled when I felt and saw Kyle’s hand slide to my thigh. He was definitely a leg man.
Finally, I whispered my response. “Yes.”
The energy in the room changed, and my muscles tensed, as if bracing for impact. But then Jayden nuzzled my neck as he wrapped his hand around my ponytail. “I’ve got a friend who has very good oral skills,” he whispered in my ear. “Would you like him to show you?”
I moaned, my back arching as he nuzzled my neck. Did he mean Lucas or Kyle? Both seemed to have all kinds of skills and hidden talents I’d never known about. Finally, I nodded.
Then Kyle moved in on my other side, his lips brushing against my ear, and I melted. They were all three pressed against me. All three touching me. My breath grew faster as I took in the sensations.
Kyle bit on my earlobe and spoke in a very low voice. “Are you wearing panties, Victoria?” I nodded, and he said, “Bad girl. We’re going to have to fix that.”
My legs were still spread, my knees on either side of Lucas’s hips. Kyle pushed his hand into the slit of my dress and right up my thigh. When he reached the flimsy material of my panties, he slid his finger under the elastic… and then I felt a sharp sting. When his fingers and the soft fabric trailed along my skin, I understood—he’d ripped my panties off.
Which probably should’ve made me mad, but instead it ratcheted up my arousal. And now that there was nothing covering my folds, I was all the more aware of how wet these men were making me.
Jayden scooted back, but he supported my head and upper back, laying me gently on to the table. Lucas still stood over me, so that had to mean that he was the “friend” with the oral skills Jayden had mentioned. That tracked, given how good he was at kissing. I squirmed, wondering what it would feel like to have his head between my thighs—and knowing I wouldn’t have to wonder for long.
Lucas trailed his fingers down my leg and then grasped my ankle. He lifted it and placed my foot flat on the edge of the table, my knee bent and near his chest. Then he did the same on the other side, and my dress bunched up around my hips.
God… my slit was inches away from him… and if he stepped back, he’d see how wet I was. He'd see everything .
Instead, he leaned forward, pressing his hard erection against me. He kissed my chest, right above the deep V of the dress, and I wanted him to suck on my nipples as he’d done before.
But when he planted a kiss on my stomach, over the fabric of the dress, I decided I liked where his mouth was heading.
Jayden fisted my ponytail as I lay on my back. He was standing next to the table now, and he leaned over to kiss me. Then he whispered. “Lift your hips, sweetheart.”
I obeyed blindly, not thinking about how it looked or what was happening…all I knew was that these men were making me feel good—and I wanted more of it.
But I also wanted to make them feel this good tonight. That part was a bit daunting to think about considering there were three of them, so I put it out of my mind for now. But I did really want to give them the kind of pleasure they were so good at giving me.
I felt something soft and realized that Lucas was sliding a pillow under my ass. That made things more comfortable—except then I froze as he kissed my inner thigh.
His face was so close to where I wanted it to be.
But it was hard, being so exposed. I reached out and Jayden clasped my hand, squeezing it. And when I felt Lucas’s warm breath blowing over my slit, it didn’t jump off the table like I might have without Jayden there.
Lucas licked along my slit, and I groaned, arching my back up off the table.
I moaned again as Lucas dipped his tongue into my folds, and then I gasped Jayden used his free hand to slide the straps of my dress off of my shoulders. He caught my eye, and I nodded. Then he pushed the dress down, baring my breasts. I gulped, feeling on display, but then Lucas’s tongue flicked past my clit. At the same time, he pressed the pad of his finger against my entrance.
Jayden rolled first one nipple then the other between his fingers, and the sensations were overwhelming. My moans echoed around the basement.
My eyes closed and all I could feel was the incredible way that Lucas and Jayden were touching me. Lucas swirled his finger around my opening, stretching me gently, and at the same time, Jayden tugged lightly on my very hard nipple.
And then I felt a vibration along the table next to me. My eyes flew open, and a rattle came from the other side of me. What the hell?
Then I saw. Kyle was at the opposite end of the pool table, pool cue in hand, looking very intent as he bent over and lined up another shot. Before I could freak out, the ball whizzed past me, bouncing against the edge of the table somewhere over my head before sinking into the pocket on the other side of me.
I jolted, trying to take it in, and Jayden put his hand on my stomach, holding me in place. He bent over and whispered in my ear. “He’s not going to miss.” Then he caught my lobe in his teeth and tugged lightly.
Shit. This was… a lot. My nerve endings were already sizzling with the way Lucas was using his tongue and fingers. And Jayden’s hands were all over me. And now Kyle was playing pool around me?
But… it also made me wetter. Suddenly, Lucas’s finger pushed inside of me, sliding easily Kyle kept stalking around the table, bare-chested and dangerous looking, and it somehow turned me on how he seemed not to notice me at all… yet each shot rolled right past me.
It was sensory overload, and it was a heady feeling.
Lucas latched onto my clit, sucking and licking, and my arousal increased. My breasts rose and fell with my ragged breaths—something that Jayden seemed to enjoy watching. He kept alternating from one side to the other, kneading, squeezing, and teasing me.
But then Jayden disappeared, and Kyle was there. He set a striped ball about eight inches from my waist. Then he put his large hand on my stomach. He set the cue between his knuckles and lined up the shot. I froze, not breathing as he used me for a bridge. The way he was so focused on the game and seemingly obviously to the nearly naked woman getting pleasured right underneath him was somehow hot as fuck.
He took the shot, and the ball rocketed to a corner pocket on the other side of the table. Only then did I resume breathing, squirming under his hand.
Finally, he looked down at me. He fisted a handful of my dress where it was bunched up around my waist. “This is messing up my follow-through.”
Jayden appeared next to Kyle. “Think maybe it’s time to lose the dress, Tori?”
It was a big step… but it was a step toward the intimacy I craved from them, so I nodded. I started to sit up, since the zipper was underneath me, but it turned out to be unnecessary. Somehow, Kyle and Jayden got the dress over my head and off in a matter of seconds and I squealed, both from the air rushing over my exposed body and from what Lucas was doing with his tongue.
Kyle plucked a ball out of the corner pocket and placed it next to my side. Only this time, instead of lining up a shot, he rolled it up and down, from my ribcage to my hips, teasing and tantalizing.
A delicious pressure was growing inside of me, even as my mind couldn’t keep up from all the wonderful sensations. Lucas had two fingers working in and out of me at the same time as he did magical things with his tongue.
Jayden was somewhere behind my head, and his fingers slid into my hair, rubbing lightly. And Kyle placed the ball on my stomach, rolling it around. It made my stomach muscles tense—or maybe it was the approaching orgasm that did that.
He set the ball down and placed his hand low on my abdomen again, and his touch burned into me. Even though Lucas and Jayden were touching me too, all I could focus on was the feeling of his strong fingers holding me down.
He bent down to line up the shot, his face inches from my overheated skin. The cut flicked out, fast as lightning, and another ball landed in the far pocket. Then Kyle placed the pool cue on my stomach and moved around behind me, trading places with Jayden.
Before I could wonder what Kyle was going to do, he leaned over me, his smooth chest an inch away from my lips. He grasped both sides of the pool cue and pressed it against the underside of my breasts, pushing them upward—toward his waiting mouth.
I moaned when his lips captured my nipple. It wasn’t just one wonderful sensation, it was everything. Him leaning across me. The way the smooth wood of the cue pushed my breasts upward. And the way his tongue flicked across my nipple.
Lifting my head, I pressed a kiss against the smooth skin of his torso. I couldn’t see much—it was like his body was blindfolding me, and that made it easier to give into the incredible sensations.
Lucas circled his tongue around my clit, and it felt so damn good. I wished I hadn’t experimented with that guy my senior year of high school. I wished I’d waited for these men. Because they clearly knew how to make a woman purr.
And because I liked each of them so much.
And—oh god, Lucas curled his fingers inside of me, swirling them around, stretching me. His talented tongue was relentless as it swept across my clit. My hips rolled and bucked. Someone—Jayden?—put his hand on my stomach, holding me down. And Kyle kissed his way up my chest and his lips met mine—only upside down. I’d never been kissed like that before, and the new sensations were thrilling. Kyle knew what he was doing no matter which direction he was coming from.
My breathing was so loud that it drowned out the music in the background, and I felt like I would literally explode from the build-up of pressure.
“Come for us,” Jayden ordered.
Kyle lifted his mouth off of mine long enough to growl, ‘Loudly.”
But their instructions were unnecessary. The second Kyle’s mouth met mine again, the incredible sensations pushed me over the edge, and I cried out.
Hands held me down as I thrashed around, my body quaking. Inside my head was an explosion of colors and shapes and sounds as I experienced the kind of pleasure I never had before. My back arched off the pool table. I cried out, again and again. Hands were on my nipples, squeezing them, and I didn’t even know who was touching me anymore.
And I didn’t care—I just let the pleasure wash over me.
It felt like hours later when the last of the aftershocks rolled through me. Awareness was gradually returning to me. Of where I was. Of who I was with.
Kyle was at my side now, a smirk on his face as he studied mine. Jayden lifted my head, cupping it, while Lucas straightened up with a self-satisfied smile. I drew my knees together, thighs clenched as another aftershock rolled through me.
Jayden leaned down and kissed me as I tried to catch my breath. “Easy, sweetheart. Deep breaths.” He stroked my face, trying to get me to calm down.
Except Kyle had other plans.
“She can handle more than that.”
Wait, what?
He pushed Jayden out of the way and leaned over me. His mouth crashed down onto mine. At the same time, he fisted my hair, tugging on it and tilting my head back.
Then his other hand pushed between my legs, dipping into my folds and reigniting the same nerve endings Lucas had just expertly worked.
All thoughts left my head as my body reacted, writhing under him. He had me pinned, his hand in my hair. His mouth on mine. His thumb on my clit and—oh god, his fingers pushing into me.
It was too much and perfect at the same time. In less than a minute, I was close to coming again. My hips rolled and bucked as he was merciless, pushing me closer and closer to another explosive release.
My legs trembled and clamped down, trapping his hand. He pushed his tongue farther into my mouth at the same time his fingers deep inside me. My back arched off the table and I screamed.
The intensity of the second orgasm was absolutely overwhelming. Time seemed to have no meaning as my body thrashed and trembled. I clutched at Kyle’s firm bicep, not to still his hand but just to keep myself anchored. I felt like I was going to fly up in the air and fall off the table.
Finally, Kyle let up, leaving me gasping, shivering shell of a woman. All I could feel was my blood racing through my veins, the aftershocks hitting often. I’d never come that hard, and I couldn’t get my breathing to slow. Couldn’t get my brain to kick in.
And I really, really didn’t care.
Kyle’s long fingers slid out of me, and I squeezed my thighs together again as he popped his index and middle finger into his mouth. He licked them clean and then grinned down at me.
“ Now you’re finished with round one.”