Chapter 23
ASH
Mine.
Ours.
It was close enough to the same thing that I had no trouble sharing Noelle with Rafe and Bishop.
I kissed my way up the side of Noelle’s neck. She shuddered in that delicious way of hers that immediately tightened my cock.
I ran my tongue along her collarbone and hiked her leg up for better access with my hand.
Her head fell back, a low moan vibrating her throat.
The sound turned my desire from fifty to a hundred in a blink.
I raised my head and speared my fingers through her hair. “I have an idea.”
Rafe and Bishop closed in from either side of me. Their gazes locked on Noelle, but Rafe spared me a look.
I read him in an instant.
He was down with whatever I had in mind.
“Get on the table, Noelle.” I turned her around and pulled her dress up over her head, revealing a sexy as hell bra and panty set that was barely more than scraps of red lace. “You had ideas too.”
Her cheeks flushed but she didn’t bother denying it.
“We didn’t mean to interrupt,” Bishop started.
Noelle silenced him with a hand on his chest.
Rafe took another step closer. “We’re happy to watch. If that’s what you want.”
Noelle’s gaze flicked from me to Rafe, then to Bishop and back to me.
I raised one shoulder in a shrug while walking backward to the refrigerator. “It’s up to you. I’m going to enjoy myself either way.” I opened the door and grabbed the can of whipped cream and a jar of maraschino cherries.
Noelle’s eyes widened a fraction. “What’s that for?”
“Me.” My smile probably looked as wicked as I felt. “I need you to get on the table. Now.” I pointed with the spray can. “I’m starving, and the only thing that’s going to satisfy me is eating off your naked body.”
“Fuck.” Rafe speared a hand through his hair before adjusting his pants.
I knew the feeling.
Thankfully, I’d come down in nothing but my boxers.
My cock tented the apron wrapped around my waist. I untied the string and let it fall to the floor.
Noelle scooted to the table and braced her palms on the edge.
“Ash.” My name was a plea spoken in that timid way of hers that said she wanted to listen but wasn’t sure of herself.
“Get on the table, Noelle.” Rafe’s voice cracked across the room with the force of a lightning strike.
Noelle whipped her head to the side to stare at him. Something electric sparked in the air, and she scooted her ass onto the table.
I met her at the side and patted the chair. “Put your feet on the arms of the chair.” I sat on the plush cushion and lined up my delicacies.
Noelle braced her feet on the chair arms and leaned all the way back. “You can’t really want to do this.”
Rafe’s grunt said everything I didn’t. He raided the pantry for a brick of chocolate while Bishop dug the ice cream from the freezer.
“Trust me, this is exactly what we want.”
I slid my finger along the edge of her panties and found her soaking. “And from the way your pussy is reacting, you want this too.”
Her head fell back when I pressed my knuckle into her clit and rubbed it back and forth.
Her hips moved, and I squirted the whipped cream onto the apex of her sex.
Her eyes followed me when I bent my head over her and licked. “Fuck.”
She grabbed the sides of the table, her eyes rolling back in her head when I rasped my tongue along her pussy and around her clit.
God, I could do this all day.
All night. B
ishop and Rafe took up positions on either side of Noelle.
Rafe had melted the chocolate, and he drizzled it over Noelle’s nipples.
Bishop spooned ice cream onto her navel, and Rafe added lines of chocolate across it.
He ran the warm liquid down her stomach so it trickled into my mouth with every lap of my tongue.
“Oh, God.” Noelle came apart by slow degrees as the three of us ate our dessert straight from her skin.
Rafe pulled a nipple into his mouth, sucking it clean, then kissed Noelle.
The sight of her spread out in a delicious feast satisfied myriad desires I’d held back through the years.
Not every woman was willing to entertain my oral fixation.
Noelle was unlike any woman I’d ever met.
I slipped a finger into her pussy, then a second.
I matched my strokes to the glide of my tongue over her clit, driving her passion and excitement higher.
Her walls fluttered around my fingers, so I added a third and curled them into her core.
I slowed my strokes and raised my head to watch her.
The intoxicating mixture of sex and chocolate threatened my control even as she came around my fingers.
Rafe had her mouth too occupied to scream, but her body did plenty of talking.
Long, delicious shudders drove her hard onto my fingers, her hips working to milk the absolute hell out of her orgasm.
“Now that you’re ready, let’s have a little fun.” I removed my fingers and licked them clean while standing and kicking off my boxers.
Noelle gasped as Rafe broke off the kiss. He patted her hip and his smile widened. “I think you need to roll over and suck chocolate off Bishop’s dick.”
Bishop stilled from where he’d been lapping ice cream from Noelle’s navel.
He braced his weight on the side of the table near her ribs. “Only if you want to.”
“Give me the chocolate.” Noelle held out a hand and managed to flip onto her stomach at the same time.
Rafe and I guided her knees onto the table and I stepped between her thighs.
She wiggled her glorious ass into a more comfortable position and used the small spoon to drip chocolate onto Bishop’s cock.
His nostrils flared when she wrapped her lips around him and sucked. “Fucking damn, angel.”
Sweat popped on his brow as he struggled to keep from deepthroating her.
I knew the feeling.
She had a way about her that made me want to forget all the rules about being nice.
Rafe didn’t have that problem.
From what we’d overheard the other night, he could get away with just about anything.
Maybe we all could.
The thought excited me.
Maybe next time, we’d take advantage of Rafe’s bondage paraphernalia and have our way with her.
“Look at her, Rafe.” I squeezed her ass and she rewarded me with a side eye as she took Bishop deeper. “Look at how she takes Bishop. And me.”
I entered her in one long stroke, burying my cock balls deep in her slick heat. “You feel so fucking good, Noelle.”
“She’s a good girl.” Rafe skimmed a hand up the length of her spine and knotted a hand in her hair.
He tugged her to the tip of Bishop’s cock, holding her with a tight smile as Bishop took advantage of the position and pistoned his hips.
I matched his strokes, and the two of us worked her together.
The slap of flesh in that scintillating rhythm of sex heated my skin.
I withdrew to the tip of my cock, waited for her to arch in need, and slammed back into her.
She moaned around Bishop’s cock, her body undulating as she took us both.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard.”
It was probably one of the most cliche things I’d ever said, but it rang true.
I’d never wanted anyone like this.
I wanted to bury my cock so deep and with such force that she never forgot about me, about us. “Do you think you can take it?”
Another groan, and Rafe released her long enough for her to raise her head. “Harder.” It came out as a breathy command. “Please. Fuck me harder. Faster. Deeper. Give me everything.”
The acceptance was the last thing I’d needed to unleash hell on her pussy.
I widened my stance, spread her ass, and pumped into her so hard it bounced her across the table.
Her entire body lifted with every thrust.
Bishop and Rafe kept her safe and let me go.
Her head bobbed over Bishop’s cock again and again.
Even with me fucking her brains out, she was determined to give them pleasure too.
I sped up my strokes and angled her ass for deeper penetration as she reached for Rafe and wrapped a hand around his cock.
The four of us were a sight I never wanted to forget.
The biggest question I faced was whether to come now or hold on for a chance to fuck her again once Rafe and Bishop had their turn.
My balls tightened, the back of my neck sizzling with the rising orgasm.
I bit the inside of my cheek and curled my toes on the cold floor.
Not yet.
I mean, yeah, I could get it up again pretty quick.
But I wanted to make this one last.
I hooked my hands around her hips and leaned away, deepening the angle yet again.
It would be too easy to fall in love with Noelle.
The way she responded to us in bed was one point in her favor, but she had so much more to give than sex.
I’d seen how she listened to Bishop when he talked about his past.
She even handled Rafe without any trouble.
He thought he was hardcore, batshit crazy.
In her hands, he turned into putty.
As for me…
I arched my back and gave her everything within my power.
She met every thrust.
Her orgasm came hard and fast, locking her around my cock.
I rode the waves of her pleasure in a series of smaller thrusts that caused goosebumps to erupt across her shoulders.
Rafe slid around the table to stand beside Bishop.
He’d stood back and watched as long as he could, and he didn’t try to take Bishop’s place or push him out of the way.
Noelle simply took turns.
As her orgasm slowed, she popped her mouth off Bishop and took Rafe deep.
Unlike Bishop’s careful handling, Rafe wrapped both hands around her head and worked his cock deep.
I continued to fuck her in slow, deep strokes that kept us both on edge.
Tension clawed up my spine, forcing me to grab the chocolate and drip it onto her spine.
I curled around her and sucked up the droplets, running my tongue up and down the line of her back.
The combination never failed to astound me.
“We can’t do this all night.” Noelle finally raised her head from Rafe’s cock. Her spine arched when I thrust deep.
“Can’t we?” I withdrew my cock and rubbed my hand between her legs. “It feels like we can. I’m not even close to done yet.”
“Do you want us to stop?” Bishop asked the question into the heartbeat of silence that warmed the room.
Noelle licked Rafe’s cock from balls to tip, her eyes fluttering shut before she raised her chin to stare at Bishop. “I would stay here forever. I love feeling all of you inside me. I can’t get enough.”
“Then we’re not done.” Bishop trailed a finger across her cheek, then brushed his thumb over her lips. “As long as you want us, we’re here for you. And I’m just getting started.”
He palmed his cock and bent to kiss her. “Ash has had his fun. It’s my turn to eat my fill.”
We swapped places, and I took advantage of the nearby jar of cherries, grabbing them and popping two in my mouth.
I dangled one above Noelle’s head. “Never underestimate our ability to fuck you senseless.”