Three stunning men, all of their attention hungrily fixed on me. How was I not freaking out right about now? Shouldn’t I be more anxious about what we were about to do?
Perhaps it was the combination of alcohol, arousal, and the trust we had built, but all I felt was a need to keep going.
I reached back to unclasp my bra. The black lace plunged into the water with a soft splash, the sound doing nothing to hide the breaths they all sucked in at the same time.
Their reaction to me was headier than all the tequila we’d consumed in the car. I’d always been reasonably confident in my appearance, but they made me feel worshiped.
I walked over to Silas, altogether aware of their hungry eyes tracking every single one of my movements. The guitarist gave a strained grunt as I straddled his powerful thighs and pressed my center to his length.
“What about you?” I asked, reaching my fingers up to stroke the guitarist’s full lips. “Will you share me with them?”
He choked out a “yes” while tightening his hands on my waist, his eyes wildly flittering across my face. There was something nervous, almost shy, hidden in his lustful expression.
I realized I had no idea if Silas had ever done something like this before. If he hadn’t, that would explain his nervousness. I, on the other hand, was feeling more and more bold with every one of their reactions. I leaned in to give him a reassuring kiss.
“Want to put on a show for those two?” I asked, tilting my head to the side to look at Ezra and Cole. They stood frozen as they watched me grinding against Silas, their erections straining and begging to be freed.
Silas nodded and cupped my ass, lifting me until my breasts were level with his mouth. He sucked on one nipple, his teeth racking over the sensitive skin and making my back arch in pleasure. When he moved to the other nipple, I shuttered my eyes closed and let out a loud moan, the knowledge that Ezra and Cole were watching us only making me more turned on.
Silas lowered me back down, keeping his left hand on my ass and kneading the firm flesh while he moved his right hand to the remaining scrap of lace between my legs. He pushed the fabric aside and plunged two fingers into me.
I whimpered in response.
“God, you’re so wet,” he hissed. He found my clit with this thumb and rubbed circles around it, making me gasp and shiver in his lap.
I forced my eyes open to take in the other two men, who were by now both jerking off beneath their underwear while watching Silas and I.
“Strip,” I told them between the throaty moans that Silas was working out of me. “I want to see all of you.”
Cole shed his pants and come closer. His expression was darkened with lust. “You like that? Having us get off to the two of you?”
“Oh yeah.”
Ezra joined him, gripping my chin with his hand. “Look at what he’s doing to you.”
I lowered my gaze to Silas’s thick fingers sliding in and out, his hand coated with my juices, and it was enough to send me over the edge. My body spasmed violently as I came undone around his fingers, clutching his shoulders, and stifling my yelps with the skin on his neck.
He took his fingers out and licked them clean before putting them into my mouth.
“Jesus, fuck,” Cole grunted from a few feet away.
Sucking on Silas’s fingers, I took him out of his underwear, giving myself a moment to appreciate how my hand just barely wrapped around the girth of his cock. He pushed my underwear to the side once again, and I slid down his length, shivering at the sensation of being filled at last.
We kissed, losing ourselves in each other for a long moment, his beard tickling the bottom of my chin and reminding me of that very first kiss. Had a part of me always known we’d end up right here anyways?
Extending my arms over his shoulders, I reached for Ezra and Cole. “I want to make all of you come.”
“I think there’s a hundred percent chance you’ll get what you want,” Cole snarked with a breathless grin.
I fisted them while I rode Silas, the wet sounds of our slapping flesh filling the air in the backyard. The moment felt unreal, as if it were a figment of all of our imaginations coming to life in some kind of a dirty art-house movie.
I was finally with all three of them at the same time, and if I’d had any doubts about their sincerity when they said they were okay with sharing me, they disappeared now. Silas watched enraptured as the other two came on my breasts one at a time, before he gave in to his own release, squeezing his eyes shut and biting at my lips. I rubbed the sticky liquid over my skin and continued riding Silas until my second orgasm snuck up and broke me apart.
We swam in the pool to cool down before heading back into Ezra’s house to shower. Cole insisted on joining me for mine, where he proceeded to press me up against the eggshell tiles and make me come for the third time that night.
The alcohol, the intense emotions, and the vigorous exertion of the past few hours were catching up to me. I sat down on the massive couch in the living room, and within a few seconds, I was asleep.
At some point, I awoke to the sound of gentle whispers and the sensation of someone’s strong arms lifting me off the couch and placing me onto a considerably more comfortable surface.
