Chapter 33 #2
Sitting in the center of the couch, he tugs me down onto his lap.
“New rules. Anything goes. Except for the grand finale. The coin chooses who gives and who receives. Harper chooses where. She’ll sit on our laps, and whoever the bottle lands on will come to us.
Disrobing Harper will be the responsibility of whose lap she’s on.
Timer will be for two minutes. She changes laps with every spin of the bottle. Questions?”
I squirm on his lap, already wishing I hadn’t worn jeans and a t-shirt today. The rules are a lot less complicated, but he’s leaving all the choice up to me.
“I’d like to propose a rule change.” I raise my hand and then lower it self-consciously.
Caden smirks as he sits next to Luke. He places the bottle on the coffee table.
“Turn around and tell me, princess.” Luke’s voice is dark in my ear, and shivers skitter down my spine.
Standing, I turn and straddle his lap. I put my hands on his shoulders. His hard cock presses against my pussy. The urge to bite my lip is strong, but I resist. I don’t want a sore mouth today, and Eli will punish me for it.
“What do you want, sweetheart?” Jack sits in the chair, and Nico takes the other one. Eli settles in on the other side of Luke.
I meet Luke’s eyes. “I want the horseman to choose the where, and for the person whose lap I sit on to take part.”
Luke’s eyes smolder with banked heat. “Anything else, princess?”
I look up like I’m thinking, but then shake my head.
He grabs my hair and tilts my head back as he hovers over me. “Next time we play spin the bottle, my cock will be buried in your cunt while you sit on my lap.”
My breath catches as heat rages through me. He captures my lips, claiming my mouth the way I’m sure he wants to claim me. I want to get beyond this first time, so I can have them all. But I appreciate they want to make sure it’s as painless as possible.
Luke tugs my head back, and our eyes lock. “Time to play, princess.”
I rise off his lap on shaky legs before lowering back down, facing the coffee table. He holds my hips while I lean forward to spin the bottle. It slows to point at Nico.
Jack flips a coin. “Heads.”
Nico stands and moves in front of me and Luke.
“Choose what you want her to do to you, and I’ll be doing that to her.” Luke’s voice tickles my ear and sends a wave of lust through me.
Nico sits on the coffee table before me. “Kiss my neck, sunshine.”
Luke lifts me, and I drop to my knees between Nico’s legs. Luke follows me down and his body presses against my back. He lifts my hair to drop over my shoulder. Shivers tickle down my spine. “Whenever you’re ready, princess.”
Luke takes my hands as I lean in and kiss Nico’s neck, inhaling his fresh rain scent. Luke’s lips land on the nape of my neck. Sparks trickle through my veins. Heart pounding, I trail kisses down Nico’s neck to suck on the spot where his neck and shoulder meet.
Nico’s breath teases my hair to dance across my skin, making shivers flow through me.
My pulse throbs as Luke closes on the spot that seems to have a direct line to my pussy. When he sucks hard, I groan and press into Nico. Nico’s hands lock on the edge of the coffee table. His breathing is heavy in my ear.
I want it all.
Now that I’ve made my decision, I don’t hold back anything. I explore his neck, kissing, sucking, and drowning in the feel of his skin beneath my lips, his taste on my tongue, while Luke’s mouth fills me with sparks, tingles, and aching need. I’m wet and eager to move beyond the neck.
“Time,” Eli says.
My clothes feel tight on my body.
When I pull back, Nico captures my neck to hold me still while he takes my lips. I press into him as much as I can with Luke holding my hands. He tastes me with a gentleness that makes my heart skip a beat.
When he releases me, he gives me a smile and returns to his seat. For a second, I regret not choosing Nico to be first. But in the end, I’ll have all of them. Luke’s hands squeeze mine.
Eli holds out his hand. “Come here, kitten.”
He helps me sit on his lap. I lean forward to spin the bottle.
When I fall back against Eli, he wraps his arm around my waist. His fingers caress between my jeans and shirt, riding the edge and tormenting my skin.
The bottle stops on Jack. He flips the coin and holds it out showing it landed on heads.
“Chest, sweetheart.” Jack takes off his shirt and tosses it to the side.
Eli lifts the hem of my shirt, and I raise my arms for him, never taking my gaze from Jack’s brilliant blue eyes. My hair falls around my bare shoulders as my shirt disappears. Eli’s fingers work the hooks of my bra with ease.
When he removes it, hungry eyes devour my breasts. My nipples tighten and my breasts grow heavy, needing to be touched, anticipating the feel of Eli’s mouth on them. I glance over my shoulder at Eli.
“How do we do this?”
Eli grins and lifts me to my feet. Jack sits on the coffee table with his legs spread, with Eli sitting on the floor between them. Once he’s settled, he reaches for me, and I let him pull me down to straddle him while kneeling. His hands on my ass hold me steady.
Jack puts his hands on the edge of the coffee table and gives me a smile that makes me wet. When I press my lips to Jack’s chest, Eli takes my nipple into his mouth and sucks. I moan as the pulling sensation travels all the way down to my pussy.
I kiss my way to Jack’s nipple and explore the texture change from his smooth nipple to his skin, sucking and dragging my teeth over it. Eli switches to my other breast. He flicks his tongue over my nipple until I can’t think anymore. My hips rock against his chest.
“Time, little nympho.”
Before I can lean back, Jack captures my face in his hands. He lowers his lips to claim mine. Eli keeps sucking my breast, making my insides churn with heat. My pussy throbs with the need to be touched. Needing more, I whimper into Jack’s mouth.
Chuckling against my lips, he caresses my other breast, teasing the nipple with his fingers. He draws away, and Eli pops off my nipple. Eli’s hand threads through my hair and tugs my mouth down to his, taking everything I have to give. I lower my hips down until we grind against each other.
He thrusts his hard cock up against me while he dominates my mouth. I moan, so keyed up it wouldn’t take much to push me over the edge.
I need more. I crave their touch. I don’t want to be confined to the game. I want to explore each of them until I figure out what makes them moan. What makes them beg for more. I want to take my beautiful boys to the next level.