Chapter Nine #2
Because the way he’s looking at me is so intense. He’s so intense.
“Yeah,” Wells whispers, moving his kisses onto my knuckles. “We can’t make all your dreams come true if we don’t know what they are.”
I should’ve written those down too…because right now, not even sounds exist to me.
“And use all the dirty words,” Brooks agrees, making my eyes momentarily close as he traces his fingers up into my hair just behind my ear.
Brody sighs deeply, and it calls my eyes. I watch him adjust on his chair, spreading his muscular thighs open further. It’s sexy and dominant. His left hand is resting on his chest as his tongue darts out over his bottom lip.
He’s really beautiful.
I can’t help but wonder what he looks like nude. Because I bet it’s like a work of art. My eyes dip to his crotch, and no sooner does my thought roll right off my tongue.
“Can I see them?”
There’s an instant pause felt in the room. Brody’s eyebrows rise, and I feel the other two halt what they’re doing. Why did I say that? I swallow the lump in my throat, trying not to blush or laugh. Because I really said that.
“See…what, Stunner?” Brooks presses, and I feel beyond shy when he adds, “Be specific. Pretty, pretty please.”
Jesus Christ. I lose the battle with my laugh and giggle before catching myself. My hands cover my face for a second before I just own it.
I raise my shoulders a bit, embarrassed. “Your penises. I would like to see them. Up close and personal.”
Half a chuckle comes from my left and my right, making me squeeze my eyes shut before Wells forces my face to his.
“You’re asking to see our dicks?”
I press my lips together and nod, feeling my face squished between his palms.
This is the strangest conversation I’ve ever had. Then again, I’m about to fuck three dudes, so nothing is normal anymore.
“How are you so wholesome and filthy at the same time?” he teases, but gets cut off as he looks over me at Brooks, who finishes with, “We’re living the dream.”
“I’ve only ever seen Jeffrey’s or porn,” I throw out, compelled to explain myself, “and he was sooo tiny. And porn dick is gigantic. Like who wants that coming at you? So I guess I was hoping to see a regular penis. They look so pretty.”
There’s silence as Wells releases my face. I take a deep breath and volley between all three of them before I suddenly realize my choice of words.
Oh god. Did I just insult them? Men have a thing about their size. Regular was a bad choice.
“Sorry,” I rush out. “I didn’t mean regular as average. I’m just saying—” I look at Brody, but I’m stopped in my tracks because he’s grinning at me as he shakes his head.
“Stop apologizing. If you wanna see pretty dick, we’ll show you.”
I glance between Wells and Brooks, who smirk. My head nods before I say, “Yes, please.”
Something in the air crackles. There’s a kind of heat, an energy that pours out as these men stare at me and I look back at them. Maybe it’s the anticipation coursing through me, but my body feels like it’s taken over by hot liquid. I lick my lips, wondering who’s going first.
Brooks takes my hand as he guides it into his lap.
“Hey,” he whispers as if we’re completely alone. “You keep your eyes on Brody for me, Stunner. But I’m gonna use your hand. Okay?”
I gasp quietly as he places my hand on himself over his shorts. I watch, enraptured, as he rubs my hand slowly against his dick, massaging himself to life. But before he gets too much of my attention, Brooks whispers, “Eyes forward.”
My head turns as my eyes immediately lock with Brody.
I feel like I’m already trembling. But no matter how erotic it feels to touch Brooks, the view directly in front of me is what’s making all my thoughts scatter.
Brody’s hand slowly drags down his chest before it pauses at the top of his board shorts. His two-toned eyes are boring into mine.
And the expression on his face is cocky as fuck. He knows exactly what kind of power he has over me right now.
His fingers dip just inside the waistband of his shorts, and my lips part. We sit like that for what feels like minutes as Brooks presses my hand against himself a little harder, a groan leaving his lips.
And if that wasn’t enough to fry every nerve in my body, Brody winks at me just as I hear Wells in my ear.
“Do you want him to touch himself?”
I nod.
Brody’s gaze never leaves my face, even as his strong hand crowds his pants, shoving inside. I know he’s touching himself because of his intake of breath. Something I mirror.
“What would you do with that pretty cock, Margot? Would you kiss it because it was so beautiful?”
Brooks presses into my hand, his length rock hard and long. I curl my fingers around him as much as I can over his shorts, wanting to feel how big he is.
“Fuck,” he groans. “She’s eager.”
Wells kisses my jaw, making my eyes close momentarily. “Is that what you are? Eager to learn, baby?”
There are no words. I don’t have any as I watch Brody. His black shorts bunch before he draws them down enough to expose himself.
A sharp intake of breath intrudes on the silence.
“Pretty enough?” Wells teases as I stare.
Brody’s cock is thick and heavy with angry veins along his shaft. But the tip glistens like I should lick it.
And I want to.
My clit throbs, and I swear I almost feel dizzy because my attention whiplashes, taken as Brooks lifts my hand, licking my palm.
Wells is in my ear again. “Touch him, Margot. Feel what a real cock feels like.”
Brooks puts my hand inside his shorts, guiding my hand, his over top of mine, before we stroke him together.
I let out a quiet exhale. He’s so hard, but his skin is soft. It glides through my hand. He squeezes our hands, twisting them, not just moving them straight up and down.
But I can barely concentrate on Brooks because Wells kisses my neck gently as he speaks against my flesh, “You’re doing so well, stroking Brooks off. But I think Brody’s getting jealous. Let him see you. It’s only fair since you can see him.”
My lips part, but words don’t come out because Wells slides a hand down my leg before he stops at my knee. He folds one side of my coat open, and I’m trying to look at Brody, but I can barely focus. They’re scrambling my brain.
I’m so turned on, and it’s overwhelming. I’ve never felt like this.