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By this time I’d practically climbed into his lap. We were kissing like we were the only two people in the room, which of course we weren’t. That part should’ve made me feel nervous, or uncomfortable, or weird.
To my surprise however, it was having the opposite effect.
You love this.
I really did. Even more than that though, I needed it. The contact. The closeness. The sensation of someone else’s hands settling over my hips. The all-too long ago warmth and feel of actual human touch.
Another set of hands slid over me, guiding me to one side. I turned my head and suddenly I was kissing Erik, deeply, passionately. Rubbing one delicate hand against the sandpaper surface of his roughly stubbled face, as my tongue slid eagerly into his mouth, seeking to find his own.
This is crazy. This is nuts.
Erik’s mouth tasted sweet, like strawberries and beer. I drank him in. I grabbed his head as Zane bounced me gently into his lap, grinding upward from beneath until I could feel a distinct bulge forming in the crotch of his jeans.
“Truth or Dare…” a voice whispered hotly into my ear.
“Dare,” I shivered.
I was still making out with Erik when a pair of lips began planting kisses along the line of my exposed throat. Vaguely I recognized Roman, nuzzling into me. Dragging his hot mouth tantalizingly across my bare skin.
“I dare you to take us in there,” he murmured, nodding over my shoulder, “and break in your new bed with us.”
Two hands had found their way up my shirt. They cupped my breasts, kneading them gently. Making my nipples instantly hard.
“I… I…”
I didn’t have the words. Couldn’t think of a single reason why I shouldn’t take them up on their offer. Moreover, I didn’t have the resolve.
Not that I wanted it, mind you.
My eyes flared open hungrily, betraying my lust. I was way too far gone. My palms slipped beneath my own shirt and captured Roman’s, as I slid my hands over his.
“Never have I ever been with more than one person at a time…” I murmured, looking right into his eyes.
A second later I found myself being lifted against a hard chest. Held easily by two strong, granite-like arms.
“We can fix that,” he said, as he carried me out of the room.
Five
SAVANNAH
I was all in. Ready for anything as I was carried into my shadowy bedroom, and spread out across the fresh-from-the-package new sheets. They were taking turns kissing me. Taking turns undressing me. My whole world was a flurry of lips and hands and fingertips, dragging themselves over my body.
And I was loving every second of it.
It’s not like you haven’t actually thought about this.
I had, of course. For as long as I could remember, I’d had fantasies of being with more than one guy. Deep, dark fantasies of being shared and traded and passed around. Of splitting my attention between two or more men, and being pampered and worshiped by them as well.
And yet, I’d never come close. I’d never encountered guys who felt comfortable doing such things around each other, and it seemed I was the master of picking the most jealous boyfriends on the planet.
But now here I was, lying in my own bed. Kissing the most beautiful blond creature I’d ever laid eyes on, while the gorgeous brown-eyed Italian on the other side of me closed his mouth over one warm, welcoming breast.
And then there was Erik, between my legs. He’d pulled off my jeans, and now he was nuzzling his way up the insides of my bare, quivering thighs.
Ohhhhh…
Every kiss was electric. Every touch of his lips made me jump and shiver. I felt his fingertips play softly over my mound, rubbing up and down a few times before pulling my G-string gently aside.
