Chapter 43 The Escalation
The Escalation
Harper
The spinning bottle stops on Jack. Grinning, he palms his cock before removing his hand from his pants. He walks around the bottle and drops to kneel before me. My mind goes numb waiting for the verdict. Hoping for heads. Flipping the coin in front of me, he catches it, revealing the coin.
“Tails,” he says.
My stomach sinks.
Eli grabs the bottom of my shirt and lifts it over my head before I can react.
“Wait,” I say and cross my arms over my bra. Nope, no way. I need to leave.
“Don’t you want us to make you feel good, kitten?” Eli’s voice drops in pitch and strokes over my ear. My traitorous body softens against him. He undoes the back of my bra, but I don’t move my arms. “You weren’t shy this morning. Why be shy now?”
The obvious answer is they weren’t actually in the room with me. His fingertips slip under the straps of my bra and brush against my bare shoulders. Desire pours through my veins at his light touch.
If he removes this, I’ll be in just a skirt. With four horny horsemen.
Who’s to keep this from devolving into something I’m not ready for?
Jack cups my cheek, making me meet his eyes. “Relax, sweetheart. We aren’t having sex tonight. Let us make you feel good.”
“No touching, Jack,” Luke reminds him.
My gaze finds Luke, and he gives me a satisfied smile.
“Rules of the game, princess. No one but the one you sit on can touch you with their hands, and only to remove clothing. Jack’s right. No sex. There’s still some time.” Luke leans forward. “Tonight is about feeling good.”
Fuck, he’s right. Everything has felt really fucking good, which is why I’m worried things will go too far. They want everything from me, but I want to hold something back. Some piece of myself they can’t claim.
“No penetration.” Jack’s words make my gaze return to him. “Let us find out what you like, sweetheart.”
Fuck. My curiosity will be the death of me. I know they don’t really want me. They want the last virgin, who happens to be me, but with all of their attention and desires focused on me, I can’t help wanting it all.
Eli drags the straps down, and I let my hands fall to my sides. Without my bra, I feel so much more vulnerable. Jack sits back on his heels and just looks at my breasts. It isn’t the first time they’ve seen them, but it’s the first time in person for Eli and Jack.
Jack’s gaze is intense. What if in real life, they aren’t what he was hoping for? Just when I’m about to cover them back up, he speaks.
“So fucking gorgeous.” He presses a kiss to my nipple.
“Oh.” A shock wave courses through me to settle between my legs. He glances up at me with a mischievous grin.
When Jack takes my nipple into his warm mouth, I gasp as that shock wave rocks through me again. When he sucks, my head tips back and my brain shuts down to focus on the pull and tug on my insides.
Eli holds my hands and shifts below me, making his sweats-covered erection rub my bare pussy. I can’t breathe. It feels like I’m being wound so tight. So fucking tight that I’m going to burst.
Jack flicks my tip with his tongue. His soft hair teases my skin.
“Oh, fuck,” I whisper.
“Time.”
Why?
Jack sits back. My breathing is chaotic, and something is right there, just out of reach and fading with every second. Jack blows his hot breath over my wet breast, making it tighten and ache. I lean back against Eli. My chest still heaving.
As Jack backs away to his chair, he strokes his cock slowly. “Tastes like ice cream.”
My gaze darts to Caden. Remembering his words from the morning he smelled me. His hand rubs his erection and he stares at my chest, making heat climb inside me.
“Can’t wait to get a taste.” Caden’s words make me drenched.
“My shirt?” I manage to get out, trying to control the reckless spiral of my desire.
“You don’t need it, kitten.” Eli shifts me on his lap.
The friction makes me moan. I’m restless and on the edge of something, but I can’t quite get there.
“Spin the bottle, princess.”
My arousal drips down my thighs as I lean forward to spin the bottle.
“Fuck,” Eli hisses.
I glance over my shoulder and sit on his lap. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong, kitten. Just a huge case of blue balls.” He gives me a self-deprecating grin.
I haven’t looked at Luke, but when the bottle slows down, it stops on him. Everything inside me clenches at the heat in his eyes. I’m caught in his gaze as he stands and walks over to me.
“Heads, sweetheart.”
Luke kneels before me.
“What are you waiting for, princess?”
I swallow and try to think what I’ve done before. “You’re the last neck.”
“Are you sure, kitten?” Eli’s voice wraps around me. “I haven’t had the pleasure yet.”
I glance over my shoulder at him. Eli scoots us closer to Luke. He tightens his arm around my waist above my skirt to hold me in place. His arm rests on my bare skin, making sparks ignite.
Luke leans in, and when I press my lips to his neck, my bare chest rubs against his t-shirt, making my nipples ache. He smells like sin and tastes like heaven. I explore his neck with my lips, tongue, and teeth. Sucking and biting, leaving marks that will remain until tomorrow.
Good, those girls at the other table can see I’ve claimed what’s mine.
Under me, Eli shifts and rubs his cock against my pussy. I want their hands on me. I want Luke’s shirt gone. Suddenly I’m the one eager to move things along. After all, when I get to chest, they lose their shirts.
“Time,” Caden calls out.
Eli drags me onto his lap. Luke stares at me with so much heat I want to throw myself into his arms. His eyes flash even hotter before he returns to his chair.
I spin the bottle in a haze of lust. The bottle stops on me and Eli.
“Tails.”
I swallow as he helps me stand and I turn to look down at him.
Holding out his hands, he says gently, “Come here, kitten.”
His eyes are soft, and I want to trust him, but I know better. I take both his hands and he guides me down onto his lap again, this time straddling him. His cock twitches under my bare pussy. Fuck. I don’t know how much more of this I can take before I explode.
Or worse beg for more. Beg them for release.
His eyes are dark pools as he says, “Lie back, kitten.”
When I relax against his thighs, he takes my nipple into his mouth. He doesn’t tease like Jack did, but suckles me as his cock presses against me intimately. Those shock waves ripple through me, keying me up, making me arch up into him. Making me need. Making me want. Something more.
His hands hold mine to keep me from grabbing. From digging them into his hair to hold him closer.
He kisses across my chest to the other nipple. Everything sharpens down to his lips as they close over my breast. I gasp and squirm against his erection. Just when I can’t take it anymore, Luke calls out, “Time, princess.”
I whimper with frustrated need.
Eli pulls me to sit, his mouth so close to mine his breath brushes against my lips. The fog of desire has me in its grip. I want to fall into his dark eyes and lose myself. I start to lean in.
Hands under my arms pull me away from Eli, making me stand. I almost protest as his heat is taken away. The coolness against my bare breasts pulls me a little out of the fog. Enough to remember where I am and who I’m with.
“You’re mine now, little nympho.” Caden sits in his chair and draws me down. He slouches. When I sit, his hard, thick cock is right under my pussy. He wears silky shorts that aren’t as thick as Eli’s sweats.
Heat sizzles over my bare skin and I’m so much more aware of every sensation. The coolness of the room hardens my bare nipples. The ridge of Caden’s shorts presses against me intimately. Luke’s sultry gaze on my body sets my temperature to boiling.
I can’t seem to settle down. I’m anxious, knowing something is lurking right out of my reach. That I might not get there with their insistence to stick to thirty seconds each time they touch me. But somewhere, even in the fog, I know the limit is a good thing.
“Spin the bottle, sweetheart.” Jack’s voice draws my attention as I sink into Caden’s warm, solid chest. His heat comes through his shirt, drawing me closer. Like a mouse mesmerized by a snake, I’m helpless against wanting these boys.
I blink a few times, trying to regain control. Shit, what the hell is happening to me? My control keeps slipping away. No longer caring what happens as long as they keep touching me. Almost scared they’ll stop.
I do what I know I need to and lean forward to spin the bottle.
“Fuck me,” Caden curses under his breath before I sit back down in his lap. The bottle spins and spins. It stops on Luke.
I couldn’t stop this game if my life depended on it. I want more. I want to taste them. Feel their lips on my breasts and where I ache the most, between my legs.
“Heads.”
Luke’s eyebrow goes up. Crossing over to me, he takes his t-shirt off and tosses it behind him. Fuck, he’s gorgeous. Magnificent. Cut from marble. A warrior frozen in time. Is he as cold as he looks? I reach out with my hands.
“Not so fast, grabby.” Caden catches my hands and holds them behind my back. “Mouths only.”
I wet my lips and lift my gaze to Luke’s. He looks amused. While I’m afraid of keying them up, I can’t resist pushing and trying to make them feel as shredded as I am. Especially Luke.
There’s something about tempting Death that thrills me. I want to break his control. I want him to beg me for more so I can withhold it and torture him the way he tortures me.
I smirk up at him before I flick his nipple with my tongue.
His skin is so hot.
Pressing my lips against his pecs, I open my mouth and suck his nipple. When I get a moan from him, heat spirals through me, and I bite down gently and tug slightly on his tip.
“Fuck, princess.” His hand grabs my ponytail and he tugs my head away. His eyes burn me. “You’re playing with fire.”
“Luke.” Eli’s tone is a warning. A warning neither of us cares about right now.
I arch my eyebrow at Luke. “Isn’t that the point?”
“She still has time, Luke.” Eli’s hand strokes his cock inside his pants.
“Fuck.” Luke releases my ponytail and resumes his position with his hands behind his back. “Just remember when the next spin lands on me—”
“If it lands on you.” I move to his other nipple and do the same exact thing. Suck, bite, tug.
“Time.”
I sink back against Caden and give Luke a knowing look. Innocent as my body is, my brain has plenty of experience. Years of reading. Imagining a day when I’d be free to experience everything.
I’m safe from sex tonight, but that doesn’t mean I couldn’t come from what they do to me. And fuck it, I want to come. I should get something out of this experience besides a lack of virginity and a slutty reputation.
Luke sits back in his chair, and feeling a little cocky, I spread my legs open a little. He leans forward. His gaze on my eyes.
“Spin the bottle.” His gaze drops between my legs, and I feel a crazy pulse and throb of energy there. He raises his gaze to my breasts. My nipples are already hard, but I can feel them tighten and my breasts grow heavy under his heated gaze.
I could end this night as a technical virgin and part of me doesn’t care.