Chapter 35 Violet
VIOLET
Lennox gets me in the passenger seat of the car, and Rhett and Sawyer slide into the back seat. I look around as we pull out of the parking lot.
“What about act two?” I ask. “Where are we going?”
“We’ve got something more important to do,” Lennox says.
“What?” I ask, even more confused now.
“We have to remind you that as long as we’re doing this thing, the three of us don’t share except with each other. Clearly you forgot, so we’re going to have to refresh your memory.”
I shiver at the heat in his tone when he says that. The arousal from earlier that had banked a little sparks into a roaring fire all over again, and I lick my lips, glancing over at Lennox. “How are you going to remind me?” I ask.
He looks over at me, and something burns in his eyes. He doesn’t answer, just punches the gas, letting the car pick up speed.
We make it back to my house in record time.
Lennox gets out and comes around to my door. He opens it and pulls me out, hauling me right into his arms. I go willingly, and he lifts me like I weigh nothing.
His brothers go ahead to open the door, making it easier for Lennox to carry me into the house, leaning in to press heated kisses to my lips as he goes. His lips are warm and insistent, and I lean up into each one, kissing him back.
Any thoughts of the revue have flown out of my head, leaving only room for wanting this. Wanting them.
“I think we’re going to put on our own show tonight,” Sawyer teases. “And it should be a good one.”
“With Tink as the main attraction,” Rhett adds.
We don’t even make it to the bedroom. Lennox just lays me down in front of the fireplace and starts getting me out of my clothes. Rhett and Sawyer help, and their hands are everywhere. Pulling off my jacket, stripping me out of my shoes and leggings.
My panties are still wet from earlier, and Sawyer smirks when he slides them over my thighs and down my legs. “Maybe I’ll keep these,” he teases. “As a souvenir from the show tonight.”
My cheeks burn a little.
Once I’m naked for them, they all look at me, and I can feel the heat of their gazes burning across my skin. I spread my legs, almost automatically, and Sawyer groans at the sight of my glistening wet pussy.
“Fuck,” he says. “You’re already soaked for us.” He drags one knuckle against my pussy, and I whimper at the touch.
“You were torturing me during the show,” I pant, already breathless.
Sawyer smirks again. “Don’t worry, Peaches. We’ll make up for it now.”
And then the three of them are on me. Their hands roam over my skin, touching my breasts, my hips, my thighs. I arch into each touch, whining softly until one of them slips a hand between my legs. I buck into it, spreading my legs wider, taking advantage of the space I didn’t have at the theater.
Rhett strokes me there, gently at first, and then with more force, letting his rough, calloused fingers play with my clit.
“Oh,” I breathe, biting my lip. “Please, I need more.”
“Don’t worry,” Rhett promises. “We’re going to give you what you want.” He thumbs at my clit, and the feeling is like a bolt of lightning, striking me right where I’m the most sensitive.
My pussy gets wetter and wetter, and I can hear the sound of it as they take turns, pressing fingers into me, making it so I’m nearly out of my mind with desire.
And then they all pull back, and I’m left whining again.
“You said—” I start, but Lennox cuts me off.
“Don’t worry,” he says. “We’re just getting started.”
He lies down on the floor, and I look at him confused, until he glances up at his brothers.
“Help her up,” he says. “I want her straddling my face.”
My eyes go wide, and I let Sawyer and Rhett do as Lennox says, even though I can feel myself flushing with embarrassment.
“I’m too heavy for that,” I protest. “I have too much thigh. I’m going to crush you.”
Lennox just snorts, shaking his head. His brothers get me settled, and I work to keep my weight off him.
“I want you sitting on my face, Vi,” he says. “Not hovering over it.”
“Lennox…”
“I’m starving, Heartbreaker,” he says, his voice going husky and deep. “I want to devour you, and I can’t do it if you’re too far away.”
“But—”
He grabs my hips and pulls me down in one smooth motion.
I look down at him, checking to make sure he’s not suffocating, but his face is buried in my pussy now.
It only takes a few seconds before I feel his tongue dragging against my folds, and even if I am wary of this, I can’t hold back the moan that spills out.
Rhett and Sawyer stand close by, and I can feel them watching, taking in the sight of me sitting on their brother’s face.
For a little bit, I can’t shake the fear that this is going to be too much for him, but his hands are tight on my hips, and his tongue and lips work me like he really is devouring me. Like I’m his last meal and he intends to make it count.
Heat and pleasure start to grow, and I squirm in place, getting caught up in how good it feels. Lennox is so good with his mouth, lapping at my clit and dragging his tongue down, letting me feel how hungry he is for me in each motion.
My head tips back, and I brace my hands on my own thighs, breathing hard.
“There you go,” Sawyer says, sounding proud and turned on all at the same time. “You look so fucking good like this.”
“You do,” Rhett agrees. “Just let yourself go. We want to see you blissed out with pleasure.”
Their words help shake loose the last bits of hesitation. I buck my hips a little, and Lennox groans under me. It’s definitely a groan of encouragement.
“That’s it,” Sawyer says. “Ride his face.”
Slowly at first, I start to move my hips, then gradually move them more and more. Lennox’s tongue feels hot and wet and amazing, and I start practically fucking myself on it, giving in to the deep desire to chase the feeling of pleasure.
“Oh fuck,” I gasp, toes curling a little at how good it feels.
“I knew you had it in you,” Sawyer teases.
“She definitely does,” Rhett replies. “I caught her in the shower before, fucking herself on a dildo. Really going for it. She’s sweet and wholesome on the outside, but she can be a very dirty girl when she wants to be.”
My cheeks flush, but I don’t deny it. What would be the point, when Rhett saw what he saw, and they can both see me now, riding their brother’s face like my life depends on it.
“She also told me that she’s been using her toys still, since we all started hooking up.”
Sawyer lifts an eyebrow. “Is that so? Instead of just coming to us to get your needs met? Peaches, I’m hurt.”
Lennox’s fingers dig into my hips a bit more, and he pulls back just enough to pant, “You could have had the real thing, you know,” before diving right back in.
My breathing hitches, and I nod, trying to focus enough to make words come out of my mouth coherently.
“I know. I didn’t—oh fuck—it wasn’t a replacement for you guys, I swear.”
Rhett folds his arms. “Then what was it?”
God, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I feel so out of control right now. “I was using two toys because… because I wanted to see if—ah—if I could take two of you at once.”
The tension in the room shifts noticeably as soon as I say that. When I look at Rhett and Sawyer, both of them have a dark sort of heat swirling in their eyes, and Lennox groans, giving me even more of his mouth.
Between the way his brothers are looking at me and the feeling of him eating me out so intently, I’m not going to last much longer.
My breathing is shaky, and my hips move erratically, making it hard to keep a rhythm.
“Is that what you want?” Sawyer asks. “Two of us buried inside you, filling you up?”
I nod, breathless. “Yes. Fuck—yes, I want it.”
At that moment, Lennox nips at my clit, and that’s all it takes to send me flying over the edge. I come so hard I manage to gush all over his face, and my own face burns with embarrassment.
“I am so sorry,” I try to say, but it’s between moans and gasps of pleasure as my orgasm and the aftershocks keep tearing through me. “Oh god, oh fuck. I didn’t—I didn’t mean to.”
But Lennox isn’t upset. He laps up every bit of it, grinning at me when I lift up off him.
“Don’t be sorry,” he says. “That’s what I asked for.”
My legs are too shaky for me to get up on my own, so they have to help me. Rhett grips my chin between strong fingers. “Do you want more?” he asks.
“Yes, please,” I reply, even though my body is still coming down from the first round.
“Good,” he says. “Because we’re going to give you everything you fantasized about.”