36. Mia
MIA
My heart pounded as I slipped off my robe and lay back with my head on a soft pillow.
Cody followed me down, settling on his side next to me.
He immediately brushed my hair away from my face and then pressed his lips to mine.
I felt the bed move as the others positioned themselves, but all I could feel was Cody’s mouth.
He kissed me unselfconsciously, as if it didn’t matter that others were watching. And because it didn’t matter to him, it didn’t to me.
There was warmth on my other side. Aaron was sitting upright next to me, the smooth fabric of his pajama pants against my arm.
I cupped the back of Cody’s head, holding him closer as he thoroughly explored my mouth. Instinctively, I rolled toward him, but without breaking the kiss, he gently pushed me flat again. Aaron’s fingers glided up my arm, slipping under the thin strap of the babydoll nightie.
“This looks so damn good on you,” he said huskily.
Cody relinquished me, and I blinked, trying to get my wits about me. Diego was at my feet, which was a little disconcerting since all I had on was the nearly see-through nightie and extremely small panties. Yes, we’d had an extremely intimate encounter yesterday, but we’d been fully clothed.
“Thank you,” I said. “For getting it for me. It’s beautiful.
” The bra cups were made of silver mesh with threads of pink running through them.
The part that hung down, flowing around my hips was sheer.
It was open in the front, and the whole thing was held together by a ribbon tied into a bow below my breasts.
Aaron smiled, looking down at me. “Agreed.”
“I can’t believe you guys went shopping for all this yesterday.” I included Diego in my words. They’d really done a lot. All the bath products, plus flowers, lingerie, and candles.
Diego’s fingers glided along my bare leg, sending shivers along my skin. Amusement crossed his face. “I can’t believe you went bowling against the pro, yesterday.”
I laughed softly, smiling at Cody. “Me either.”
My fingers traced along the lace edge of the nightie. “Did you actually go to a lingerie store or…“
As my words trailed off, Diego took my foot in his hands, kneading gently, and it felt so good that my words trailed off. “Do you really want to talk about shopping right now?” he asked.
“No.” My voice was a little hoarse.
“Good.” His thumbs dug into the arch of my foot, and I moaned. “Although I will say that’s not all that we bought yesterday.”
Before I could wonder too much about that, Aaron moved in.
His hand slid under my head, fisting a handful of hair.
His lips met mine, and his other hand pressed against my bare stomach, where the two sides of the nightie had separated.
Cody moved back, giving him room, but I reached blindly for him and caught his hand, not wanting him to get too far away.
Diego was out of reach, but he’d switched to working his magic on my other foot, and there was no way I wanted him to stop that.
My back arched as Aaron’s kiss deepened. Then, with his hand still tangled in my hair, he tilted my head back. Very gently, he bit down on my earlobe, and I squirmed from the pleasurable but slightly tickling sensation.
Then Cody nuzzled my neck on the other side.
They were almost mirror images. Aaron’s mouth was on one side of my neck and Cody’s mouth was on the other.
A shiver shot through me, and I think my toes must have flexed because Diego chuckled—a rich, sexy sound that somehow reminded me of being pressed up against the wall yesterday.
I still couldn’t believe we’d done that at a restaurant, but then again, I couldn’t believe we were doing this now either.
But I was so glad we were.
Cody’s hand slid down my body, brushing lightly across my breast and making my back arch again.
He didn’t stop there, though. Those nimble fingers, fingers that could make a piano sing, glided past my hip to my thigh.
His fingers slid between my legs, and he grasped my thigh, pulling it toward him.
My pulse quickened as he spread my legs, which he knew turned me on, but it also freaked me out a little because Diego was down at the base of the bed.
He must have noticed the panicked glance I threw his way.
“It’s okay, Mia.” Diego crawled forward, and without letting myself dwell on it too much, I spread my legs wider, giving him space.
He scooted forward until his knees were under my thighs, tilting my hips upward. His cock pressed against my core, with just the little panties and his pajama pants between us. I gulped and had to work hard to keep from grinding against him.
But somehow it was easier to have him there, and it certainly felt better.
I just hadn’t wanted him just sitting at the base of the bed staring at me.
I knew I would be naked with these men tonight, and I wanted to see their bodies too, but I was a little too shy to be that much of an exhibitionist.
Yet.
Diego’s strong hands ran up and down my thighs as he leaned forward. He grasped the ribbon that held the sides of the babydoll nightie together and tugged lightly—not enough to undo it, just to suggest it.
“May I?”
This was it, then. The last chance for modesty, if the lingerie could be considered that. But I wanted to be here with them. And I’d spent a night with each of them. It was just that here, I was the center of attention, which was both heady and a little daunting.
I nodded, squeezing my eyes tightly shut. He pulled the ribbon, and the cups of the nightie fell to the side, baring my breasts to the cool air.
And to their gazes.
Before I could get too self-conscious, Diego’s hands were there—cupping and squeezing. It felt too good to stay embarrassed for long. Cody hiked my knee higher, and then I could feel Diego even more fully pressed up against my core.
The heat from his erection was driving me wild, even with the material between us.
And thanks to his skilled touch, my nipples were standing at attention.
He emphasized that fact when he cupped my breasts from the underside, squeezing them slightly, making them jut upward, like he was presenting them for a feast.
And in a way, he was. “Who wants a taste?” His voice was low and rumbly.
Warm breath danced across my skin as Cody hovered over one breast. Aaron moved in on the other side, and almost at the same moment, I felt their mouths on my nipples.
My hips jolted off the bed, pressing me more firmly against Diego. Aaron and Cody were somehow in sync, and it felt so damn good. I couldn’t help the moan that ripped from my chest.
Aaron swirled his tongue around my nipple. Cody sucked the other one into his mouth with delicious pressure. Diego was still holding them upright, like offering them to his buddies, which kind of gave me a primal thrill. We’d barely gotten started, but the way they sort of shared me turned me on.
Diego leaned forward again, deliberately pressing his bulge against my slit, and I moaned, running my fingers through Aaron and Cody’s hair—and holding them exactly where I needed them.
Cody still had an arm slung around my leg, and it felt a little like being held down, with Diego between my legs, and Aaron and Cody using their mouths on my breasts.
“Grab her other leg,” Diego said to Aaron.
Without letting go of the nipple he held delicately between his teeth, Aaron grasped my thigh. His hands were warm and strong.
Cody raised his head and caught my eye. A decidedly evil glint came into his.
“Spread her legs wider,” he said to Aaron. “She likes that.”
My face flushed and my heart rate spiked as they both did that.
There were so many sensations that I just couldn’t think. My hips were rolling, and I was whimpering, and god, I wanted so badly to feel something—or someone—press against me without the layers of fabric between us.
Diego pulled back, his warm bulge no longer pressing against me, and I groaned in disappointment. But then his finger was there, running up and down my slit, pushing my damp panties into it. I ground against his finger, my eyes flying open, meeting his dark ones.
“My turn to taste you?” he asked, and I bit my lip but nodded. He didn’t mean my breasts.
Diego shifted positions, and then cool air glided over my heated skin as he pulled my panties aside.
Oh my god, his head was between my legs, and when his long fingers spread me open, I forgot how to breathe.
He made me wait, my hips rolling in little circles. My whimpered moans filled the room, and then finally, finally he licked from the bottom of my slit to the top. It made me almost jolt off the bed.
For some reason, my reaction made Cody renew his efforts, sucking my hard nipple into his mouth, then swirling his tongue around it and teasing the tip.
He still held my leg tightly, and whereas Diego had presented my breasts to them, now Aaron and Cody were holding me open for Diego. They were good at this. And really good at giving pleasure.
Aaron replaced his mouth with his fingers, and he watched my face as I reacted to Diego’s mouth on me. My breathing grew ragged even before his tongue found my clit.
“Oh my god,” I panted.
“Too much?” Aaron asked.
“Yes,” I said instantly, and Diego stilled. “But don’t stop.”
With a dark chuckle, his fingers circled my entrance, and his tongue returned to my clit. My moans echoed around the room.
Aaron and Cody took that as a cue to work my nipples harder, pinching them, which was a little difficult since I was thrashing all over the bed.
Or at least as much as I could with three powerful male bodies holding me down.
And that right there was enough to fuel my fantasies for weeks, if not longer.
Then there were two fingers at my entrance, and I cried out when Diego pushed inside. He was still using his mouth on my clit, and I was reminded that he had a very talented tongue capable of speaking two languages and making me gasp for air.
He worked my clit harder, and my legs trembled, trapped in Aaron and Cody’s strong arms. Diego flicked his tongue across my clit relentlessly, and the pressure building inside me peaked. I cried out, my body freezing, my muscles tense.
My back arched as the intense waves hit, and my cries filled the room again and again.
Diego’s finger curled deep inside me, and my groans cut off as I tried to remember how to breathe.
My mouth opened in a silent scream as the sensations overwhelmed me.
The tongue on my clit. The fingers inside me and on my nipples.
The three of them did everything they could to prolong my pleasure.
Finally, the tension in my muscles eased, and I collapsed against the bed, my head going back from side to side as if trying to deny how hard I’d come—but I couldn’t.
The men backed off—except for Diego’s fingers, trapped deep inside me, where I’d clamped down on him. It felt so good, but also like a preview. There was something else I wanted to feel there very soon.
But not right now.
In a daze, I blinked, looking around me. Aaron had a self-satisfied smirk on his face as he watched aftershocks shoot through me.
Cody’s expression was more tender. He brushed the hair away from my forehead and gave me a gentle kiss—not a very long one, since I was still trying to get enough air back into my lungs. And Diego… I didn’t know what to make of him.
He had proven time and time again that he could be a wild man. But he could also be a responsible, caring one. Both sides were appealing, but I was very glad that tonight, he’d set aside his RA role, as Aaron had requested.
Diego wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, smirking slightly. He’d done a good job, and he knew it. He shifted to the side, and the others let go of my still-trembling legs.
Aaron pulled the sheet up to my waist, and I was glad.
Now that the lingering effects of that mind-blowing orgasm were fading, I felt a little self-conscious about coming that hard in front of them.
With shaky fingers, I tried to close the sides of the babydoll nightie, but then Cody’s hand was on my breast, covering it and kneading gently.
Aaron followed suit on the other side, and I smiled, still tired. “I like the nightie, but your hands feel better.”
Aaron grinned and looked at Cody. “I guess we have a future as lingerie.”
I laughed softly. It wasn’t all that funny, but I was flooded with feel-good hormones from that amazing experience.
For a while, everyone was quiet. I think they were waiting for my breathing to go back to normal—or perhaps trying to figure out the next step.
“That was—wow,” I said, after a long silence, and Aaron laughed. “It was amazing, but I kind of don’t know what happens next.”
Diego gave me a wry smile. “This isn’t a class. There’s no syllabus. We can do anything we’d like. Anything you’d like.”
Aaron cut in. “We totally understand if this is where you’d like to stop for the evening?—”
“It isn’t,” I said softly.
It was weird trying to hold a normal conversation when two hot-as-hell men were cupping my breasts, so I tugged the sheet higher. They both moved back.
Cody lay back on the bed next to me, his hand in my hair again. His intense gaze didn’t make me feel self-conscious. He had a way of looking at me like I was the only woman in the world.
“I just…” I looked at all of them. I wanted all of them, but I didn’t know how to get there. “I just don’t know where to start.”
“I’d say we’ve already started,” Diego said, a slightly smug look on his face. “And it sounded like you liked Step One.”
“I did. But… what’s Step Two?”
“How about a massage?” Aaron suggested.
“A massage?”
“You seemed to like it when Diego rubbed your feet before. Why don’t you flip over, and we’ll work on your back and shoulders while you think about what you want next?”
I looked from him to Diego to Cody. Then I smiled. “A massage sounds perfect.”