Chapter 19 #2
So do I. Now that I’ve gotten a close look at everyone’s junk, I know who I want to go where.
Ash seems to know what I’m thinking and goes to the nightstand for condoms. He hands one to me and I kneel on the floor beside Zane’s outstretched body.
He’s already half hard, and my mouth and hands get him the rest of the way there.
Nico watches, stroking himself back to stiffness. Does he know what I’ve planned for him?
“Here we go.” I roll on Zane’s condom as he watches my hand stroke his length. Swinging one leg over him, I make myself comfy straddling him.
Big hands slide over my hips, coming to cup my breasts. Zane strokes my nipples and I gasp. “I think I won the jackpot.” He smiles and keeps stroking my nipples. “I get to fuck that pretty little pussy?”
The dirty talk sends a slick rush of heat to my core. “That’s the plan.”
There’s a rustling behind me as Nico tears open his condom. I focus on gliding Zane’s cock through my folds. He’s hard and ready, and I sink down slowly with a moan.
“God, Camille.” Ash stands above us, watching with heat in his eyes. “So fucking sexy.”
Lifting my eyes to his, I smile. “You like watching?” I slide up again, fucking Zane slowly as he stares with a lava-filled gaze. “You like seeing me take this big cock?”
“I do.” He takes a step closer, his thick, swollen shaft coming to rest on his thigh. “I like participating even more.”
“Good.” I lick my lips. “Then get over here and fuck my mouth.”
He’s the only guy not wearing a condom. Ringing the base with the O of his fingers, he gently brushes the head on my cheek. It’s velvety smooth and I shudder with need. “Open for me, sweetheart.”
I do as he says and Ash slides his cock down the length of my tongue. I keep my eyes open, peering up through the lace of my lashes. Wrapping my lips snug around him, I draw him back into my throat.
“Fuck.” His breath hisses out as he draws back, withdrawing completely. He curses and slides in again. “Watching it sink inside you is the hottest thing ever.”
Zane thrusts up beneath me, squeezing my breasts in his palms. “Agree to disagree.” His talented fingertips play over my nipples, making me shudder. “I think I’ve got the best seat in the house.”
“I beg to differ.” Making his case, Ash hits the back of my throat.
My gag reflex triggers, and he eases back. “Good?”
“Keep going,” I pant. “Fuck my mouth harder, please.”
He does what I ask, threading his hands in my hair. His expression turns feral as his eyes shift to Nico behind me. I can’t see the man, but I feel his hands catching my hips. Kissing my neck, he breathes into my ear. “You’re going to feel something cool and wet in just a?—”
“Oh.” I gasp as he dribbles the lube through my crack. Fingertips probe at my backdoor as Ash resumes fucking my mouth. Zane props me up at an angle, palming my tits as he thrusts up beneath me.
“You like that?” Zane growls, watching my face. “You like how he’s teasing your ass?”
I nod and Ash slips from my mouth. “Yes.”
Nico tips me forward, lubing me up so I’m ready. My breasts spill onto Zane’s face and he chuckles. “Didn’t think this could get any better.” His tongue laves my nipples and I moan.
Ash strokes himself, watching. Waiting his turn with his eyes on the scene that’s unfolding before him. “Camille,” he breathes softly, dragging a fist down his shaft. “You look good on all fours.”
Nico chuckles, easing his fingers inside me. “Doesn’t she? And her ass is so tight.”
I groan as he stretches me wider. It’s so fucking snug, but it’s going to get even tighter the second he slides in his cock. I’m eighty percent ready, twenty percent terrified.
Then my gaze shifts to Ash and I zoom to one hundred percent. “How does that feel?” There’s gravel in his voice and lightning in his eyes. “You like how he’s working your ass with his fingers?”
I nod and hold still on Zane’s cock. This isn’t the time for thrusting. We’re all breathing hard, adjusting to what’s yet to come. I order myself to breathe slowly. To relax as Nico slides another finger inside me.
“How’s that?” he rumbles behind me.
“Good.” I take two more breaths and smile up at Ash as he watches. “ Really good.”
With a chuckle, Ash widens his stance. He’s bending his knees and guiding his cock back to my mouth. It’s one helluva quad workout for him, but Ash isn’t breaking a sweat.
“That’s it,” he murmurs, guiding that thick, swollen head to my lips. “You ready for this?”
I open my mouth in response, drawing him into the curl of my tongue. Nico dribbles more lube as he eases his fingers out of me. When I whimper in protest, he chuckles.
“Almost ready, sweetheart.” Nico grips my hips as his lips skim the back of my neck. “Fuck Zane nice and slowly. Just like that. You’re doing great, baby.”
The praise sends a sharp jolt of energy through me. As I slide up Zane’s shaft, Nico nudges my ass with his cock.
I start to tense up, but his gentle neck kisses keep me relaxed. “Nice and steady. Such a good girl.” He slides the tip in, and the sensation of fullness overwhelms me. “Here we go.”
Zane groans beneath me as Nico coaxes his way into my ass. “Fuck, man,” Zane growls. “She already feels too fucking good.”
Nico holds still, offering his fellow consort a chance to catch his breath. It gives me a moment to check in with Ash. He’s watching my tongue swirl the head of his cock.
“Beautiful,” he breathes, threading his hands through my hair. “Look at you.”
I tip my head back, taking him into my throat. Zane grips my hips, setting the rhythm that seems to work best for all three of them. I’m panting with need, achy and wild with the feeling of being this full.
Moaning, I wiggle my hips. I wish I could watch this. I’m dying to see if the sight is as hot as I think.
“Camille.” Ash drags his cock from my mouth, letting me catch my breath. “You look so goddamn hot right now.”
“I wish I could watch.”
“Look to your right.”
I do what he says and oh my God .
The full-length mirror gleams in the light from the sliding glass door.
In beautiful detail, I watch the whole scene unfold.
I see Nico’s knees anchored on the outside of Zane’s legs, tanned and flexing with muscle.
He’s pumping my ass with a gentle, slick rhythm and I’m mesmerized watching him move.
Zane’s spread out beneath me, cupping my tits as I ride him. The reverence in his eyes makes me grind down even harder.
“Fuck,” he grits out. “So goddamn tight.”
I’m dizzy and panting as my eyes lift to Ash. Flaming blue eyes lick my body like he wants to consume me. Like I’m the most beautiful creature on Earth. His hands in my hair, the love in his eyes; they’re pushing me over the edge.
“So close.” Is he talking about me or himself?
Zane takes his cue, gliding two fingers to my slippery clit. Gentle, soft circles serve as a contrast to how Nico’s pounding my ass from behind. Zane’s gritting his teeth and I’m certain we’re all on the brink of exploding.
“That’s it,” Ash murmurs, watching me writhe. “Slow little swirls on her clit.”
Oh, God. I can’t take it. Pleasure slams into me with the force of a cyclone as my eyes open wide.
“Do it,” Ash urges, fucking my mouth. “I’m right there with you.”
That’s what undoes me, this connection with Ash. His eyes searing mine, the link between body and soul. His heart, my heart, our bodies connected by bliss.
I let out a scream with his cock in my mouth. Zane growls beneath me, thrusting up the same exact moment Nico plunges into me.
“Oh, God.” Gripping my hips, Nico draws back. He slams in again with a roar. “Fuuuuck!”
Zane spasms inside me, squeezing my tits as my gaze locks with Ash’s. I witness the moment it all comes apart. His mouth falls open and his blue eyes go hazy. He lets out a roar and a warm, salty stream hits the back of my throat. I swallow him down, coming so hard I collapse.
Panting and dazed, I start to pitch forward.
Three sets of hands ease me down from the peak.
My eyes flutter shut, and I lose track of time.
The only thing now is the sensation of fingers and palms as they bring me down gently.
They’re petting and praising, filling my ears with words that sound foreign.
Someone gets up and walks to the bathroom, returning a few moments later with washcloth. “Here.”
I open my eyes as Ash takes the cloth. Eyes locked with mine, he sponges me off with love pooling warm in his gaze. “Hello, beautiful.”
“Hey there.” I manage a wobbly smile. “That was intense.”
“It was.”
Nico strides to the sink and refills water glasses while Zane gets rid of a condom. Ash stays with me, holding my weight on his chest. “You okay?”
A breathless laugh flutters out of me. “You’re joking, right?” I stretch and sit up, not sure which body part feels best. “Every single nerve is singing right now.”
Ash quirks a brow. “Opera or death metal?”
“Hmm.” I lean up and kiss him, letting him hold all my weight. “I think I hear Whitney Houston.”
He chuckles and hands me the glass Nico passes him, watching me drink it all down. As soon as it’s empty, he takes it. “Want to get up off the floor?”
“I’m not sure my legs work.”
“Say no more.” Scooping me up, he carries me gently to the bed.
Zane hurries over and peels back the covers as Ash slides me under the sheet. He crawls in beside me as the other two men begin dressing.
“We’d normally cuddle,” says Nico as he pulls on his t-shirt. “But I think you’ve got it covered.”
“Yep.” Zane finds his shoes and stoops down to grab them. “Looks like you’re in good hands, Camille.”
“I am.” I snuggle closer to Ash, burrowing against his chest. “Thank you for everything.”
Zane plucks my hand off the pillow, planting a kiss on my knuckles. “You’re incredible, you know that?”
“Thank you.” I giggle. “You guys are pretty great, too.”
His eyes slide to Ash and he nods. “You’re one lucky son of a bitch.”
“No joke.” Zane straightens his shirt. “Take care of her, man.”
“I will.” Brushing back hair from my face, he feathers a kiss to my temple. “And I am, indeed, the luckiest son of a bitch on Earth.”
Nico kisses my hand like Zane did, which makes me giggle again. I must be delirious, since I’m not normally much of a giggler. As soon as the door clicks shut, I look up at Ash.
His eyes don’t look icy in this light. They’re full of warm sunshine and affection so strong I can feel it. “Thank you for making that happen.”
“I think we both made it happen.”
“We’re a good team.”
“We are.” He’s quiet a moment, stroking my hair. “I know it’s soon. We haven’t known each other that long.” Searching my eyes, he swallows. “But would you be willing to?—”
“Yes.”
He blinks. “I haven’t asked you the question.”
“I know, but I’m preemptively answering.” That’s how sure I am about Ash.
One edge of his mouth quirks. “Maybe I planned to suggest you tattoo my name on your forehead.”
“I know a great artist.” I trace a fingertip over his forehead, forming a series of curlicue lines. “One of my sisters does beautiful linework. I’ll get us a deal and you can have my name right here.”
“Perfect.” Turning his head, he kisses the tip of my finger. Then he captures my hand and holds it between us, pressing it over his heart. “I wanted to ask if you’d consider staying. Another week. A year. Forever. I’ll take whatever I can get.”
I already knew that’s what he’d be asking. “My schedule is clear for another ten days, so I’ll stay that long at least.” Pressing my palm between his pecs, I savor the beat of his heart. “We can see how things unfold from there.”
“Perfect.” The warmth in his eyes spreads to the rest of his face. “I have properties all over the world and a great deal of flexibility in my routine. I’ll go wherever you want.”
“Let’s start with the tropical paradise.” Tipping my chip up, I feather my lips over his jaw’s silver stubble. “I’m glad you came after me.”
“I’m not.” He kisses me fast as I open my mouth to object. “I never should have put you in that position to begin with. But I’m dedicated to moving beyond regret, so I’ll simply say I’m glad you’re here. That we’re together.”
“Same.” My body’s still buzzing with bliss in the aftermath of what just happened. Will I ever stop feeling this good? “I’m glad I crashed your sex resort.”
“So am I.” He kisses the tips of my fingers. “And I’ll tell you right now that I lied to you.”
“Oh?” I’m struggling to keep my voice even. To treasure his honesty, even if it hurts. “How so?”
“When I said feelings weren’t part of the equation.” His lips brush my fingers again. “When it comes to you, feelings are the whole equation. They’re everything, Camille. You’re my solution set.”
I give him a blank stare. “Say what now?”
“Solution set.” One edge of his mouth quirks up. “The set of all variables that makes the specified equation true.”
Oh, my heart. “I hate math,” I murmur, “but God, I love you.”
Ash chuckles and buries his face in my hair. “Not as much as I love you.”
“I beg to differ.”
“As do I.”
“We could argue about this all night.”
“I’ve got a better idea.” Drawing back, he looks in my eyes. “Want to hear it?”
My heartbeat ticks up again. “I’d rather you show me.”
“I will.” Ash kisses me deeply, fingers tunneling into my hair. “For as long as you’ll let me, Camille.”
That sounds like a fine plan to me.