Seven
My phone vibrates across the bathroom counter as I apply my final swipe of lip gloss.
I tap the screen and see a text message waiting for me.
Theo: We are ready when you are.
Alexander: We can’t wait to see you in that dress.
Theo: And out of it.
I can’t stop the silly, overly excited smile that makes itself home on my face. These two men are so much more than I could have expected. I don’t even know another word for it. They are just… more.
Plus, they’ve not touched me sexually since we arrived on the island, but the tension building between us is so thick that we could cut it with a knife.
I stare at myself in the mirror and instantly, I love what I see, which is a feat for any woman nowadays. Social media tends to rip us to shreds and make us feel less than, but I’m hard pressed to not be confident as hell in this dress.
It’s a short, black affair with a deep V in the center that shows just enough of my boobs to be sexy but not enough to be indecent. I’ve left my hair down in styled, red curls. It’s giving wild mermaid vibes.
And my eye makeup is sultry, smokey with a bit of shimmer in the inner corners and gloss on my lips.
I’ve stepped into the sky high, black suede stilettos they left out for me, giving me at least five more inches of height, and with one final fluff of my hair, I’m ready.
I type out a reply to the boys.
Me: I’m heading out now.
I stuff my phone into a small clutch and leave the privacy of my bedroom to find my dates (plural!!!) for the evening.
I’m half expecting them to be waiting right outside of the door for me in the hallway, but they aren’t. My heels click on the tile as I make my way to the living area and when I round the corner, what I see stops me in my tracks.
Alexander and Theo are standing together in the center of the room, each holding a tumbler of different alcohols.
Theo’s is a dark, amber color and Alexander’s is clear with a lime dropped inside.
The room is dark, so they look like evil villains in a mafia story in their black slacks and button downs.
Theo’s white shirt contrasts beautifully with Alexander’s black one.
They look delicious.
“Well, look at you,” Alexander says when he sees me, and soon Theo’s gaze meets mine as well.
“What do you think?” I give them a little spin and model the dress. “Proud of your ability to pick out my clothes?”
“That dress is indecent,” Theo says as he crosses the room toward me. He stops just a few inches short of me and I raise my eyes to meet his face. He’s so tall… so looming. “You look fucking incredible.”
He places his glass down on a nearby shelf and takes my face in both of his hands.
They are huge and could easily cover my entire face if he positioned them correctly.
My skin is hot and begins to tingle at his proximity to me and it’s only heightened when I feel Alexander’s prescenes next to us as he pushes in close, placing his hand on the small of my back then sliding it up slowly and under my hair to clasp the back of my neck.
Theo slides his thumbs across my lips.
“Are you ready for everything this night holds, poca spezia?”
My lips part and the tip of his thumb slips between them and I nod.
“You’re already so responsive and open. I have a feeling we’re going to fuck each other into the early hours in the morning.” Alexander whispers into my ear. “We may never want to stop.”
Shivers race up my spine at the squeeze of my neck from Alexander’s hand and a quiet moan escapes my lips from around Theo’s thumb.
“I can’t wait to feel you come around my fingers, my tongue, and my cock,” Theo adds in and leans down to bite my bottom lip.
My knees go weak and my pussy squeezes tightly deep inside, almost involuntarily. It’s searching for fullness that isn’t there yet.
“Let’s just stay in…” I ask, well, I basically beg. I don’t want the teasing. I want them.
They both laugh. “Oh no, baby. We want to show you off, tease you, and play with you first.” Alexander tells me before slipping a hand down and up under my skirt, finding my black lace panties. “These,” he begins to tug on the fabric. “Have to go.”
One side rips, then the others, and then he pulls them out from behind, sending the lacy fabric sliding against my clit.
“Oh god,” I gasp and pull myself closer to Theo in response to Alexander’s brutal assault of my underwear. Then I look over my shoulder at him and smile. “I liked those.”
“I’ll buy one hundred more, but tonight, your pussy is bare for us.” He shoves the rip lace into his breast pocket in a surprising move. Alexander has shown to be the softer of the two. Seeing this side of him is fucking hot.
Theo turns my eyes to him again with a finger under my chin. “Are you ready, poca spezia?”
I am quaking like a leaf. From excitement? From nerves? I’m not sure. All I know is that I have a feeling this night is going to be one I’ll never forget.
Dinner went off without a hitch. We had delicious seafood, engaged in wonderful conversation…
and never… stopped… touching. When we arrived at our table, I saw that there was a booth on either side.
I didn’t know how they wanted me to sit, either alone or with one of them, but it became obvious quickly.
I was sandwiched between them on one side of the table, completely surrounded by them and their intensity and foreplay.
If Theo removed his hand, for whatever reason, Alexander replaced it with his and vice versa. But for a majority of the time, each of them had their hands or fingers somewhere on my body from the moment we slipped into the car to go to the restaurant.
By the time the check arrived, I was a shivering pile of need that wanted nothing more than to mount one (re: both) of them right there on the table with every single pair of eyes on us.
Theo slides his card into the small booklet then signs the tab when it’s returned.
While his attention is there, Alexander is caressing my shoulders and kissing my neck all the while whispering in my ear.
“Your skin is flushed and your chest is heaving. It’s almost as if I can see your heart racing. ”
“It’s you. Both of you. You’re driving me crazy on purpose.”
Theo leans in now, whispering in my other ear. “That’s half the fun, poca spezia. The build up makes everything explosive.”
“I’m teetering on the edge right now,” I admit. “I’ve never felt this way before.”
“Good. That’s exactly what we want.” Alexander replies. “Now, let’s go show you off even more.”
We walk together without a shred of embarrassment or care about what others are thinking of us. Alexander is holding my hand while Theo walks with his arm around my waist. Both are equally as possessive as they are soft and caring.
There are eyes on us, of course, but I’m too focused on what my body is doing and what I’m feeling to even care about that.
And when we step inside of the night club, the intensity of our arrangement grows.
The baseline of the music is thumping so loudly that I can feel the vibration in my chest.
It’s dark except for the flashing strobe lights and whirling colored lights, and it’s incredibly hot, no doubt a byproduct of the humid Fiji air and the writhing bodies on the dance floor.
“Dance with us,” Alexander says into my ear and I’m led, by the two of them, directly to the middle of the very crowded dance floor.
I don’t recognize the music playing but that doesn’t matter at all. I’m feeling the rhythm, the beat, and letting it guide my body.
Theo takes a place behind me and Alexander follows suit in front of me. I can feel strong chests on both sides of me and it’s intoxicating.
I feel strong hands encircle my wrists to lift my arms up and lace them around the neck of the suiter to my back at the same time the one at my front slides his hands to my hips and press his into mine and begin to dance… and grind against to me to the rhythm of the song.
Theo follows suit behind me, meeting my body rolls, and caressing his fingers up and down the undersides of my raised arms.
My skin is already getting sticky with sweat, but that doesn’t stop them, in fact, I think the sight of the sheen starting to appear turns them on even more.
I tilt my head back, angling my face toward Theo’s and with a smile, he closes the gap between us and steals a long, deep, sexy kiss.
I don’t close my eyes though. I don’t want to miss a moment of whatever is about to happen between us.
I catch flashes of the bodies all around us and of Alexander beginning to lean in closer.
Soon, I feel his grip on my chin and he pulls my lips from Theo’s and takes them for himself.
He tastes like the sweet wine we had with dinner while Theo tastes like expensive liquor and sweet mint.
The two together are heady and overwhelming.
My kiss with Alexander builds, deepens then I’m pulled away again, back onto Theo’s mouth, but this time, the set of lips I just left stay on my body.
They kiss and lick and bite along my cheek and neck while we all grind together in the smoke filled club, hidden by the privacy of darkness, only exposed when the strobe lights illuminate us like brief flashes of erotic works of art.
We are all together, hands and lips and teeth and it’s perfect. My heart is racing and my body feels like it could shatter into a million pieces at any moment.
I’ve never felt this… alive.
I’ve never felt this adored… desired… craved.
I’m smashed between their hard bodies and I can’t think of anywhere I’d rather be.
I lean back over, claiming Alexander’s lips again and Theo slides his hand down the front of my body and up my dress, cupping my bare pussy like he owns it.
Maybe he does.
Maybe they do.
“Are you ready for us to fuck you, poca spezia?” he half growls, half whispers in my ear.
Alexander breaks our kiss and caresses my cheek then slides his thumb across my swollen lips. “Fuck, I hope so.”
I gasp when Theo grazes a fingertip through my folds and over my clit.
“Yes, god yes,” I admit.
I look between these two men that are surely turning my world, my body, upside down and the devilish grins present on both of their faces tell me that this is going to be a very long, very exhausting night.