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“We don’t have to wait,” Mac said. “We can explore this right here and now.”
I glanced over at my empty glass of wine. Part of me wanted more just to deal with the strangeness of the situation. The greater part, however, understood that I needed to keep a clear head about it all.
“Where would we start?” I asked, tingling spreading outward from between my thighs. “I mean, if we were to hypothetically, um, explore.”
The guys shared another look.
“First thing’s first,” Adam said. “We go somewhere a little more private.”
“You down?” Marcus asked.
There it was. After all of the talking, it came to that one, simple question. With a yes or a no, I knew that I would be changing my life forever, that nothing would be the same after this moment.
“Yes.”
The guys smiled. Stoic and strong as they were, I could sense that they had a hard time holding back their excitement.
“Top floor,” Mac said. “There’s a guest bedroom with more than enough space.”
“Lead the way,” I replied.
The men quickly polished off their whiskey, getting up when they were done. The anticipation was so intense, I could hardly stand up, barely think. Mac, seeming to sense this, placed his hand on the small of my back, keeping me steady as we left the room.
Together, we made our way upstairs. I found myself growing more and more nervous and excited with each step. The men formed up around me, their musky scents swirling in the air and composing a manly bouquet that was most intoxicating.
By the time we reached the third floor I was lightheaded, so eager to see what the men had in store that I could barely think straight.
“Right here.” Mac swept his big hand toward a door on the far end of the third-floor hallway.
We approached, Adam opening the door. On the other side was a room that was both big and spacious yet cozy. The hardwood floor was covered with a big Oriental rug, a large four-post bed up against the wall. The big window at the far end of the room afforded a sweeping view of the property. The snow was coming down hard, but I could still see the majesty of Thousand Acres through the window.
The room had a big fireplace, just like the den. Mac wasted no time stepping over and igniting the gas, the fire big enough to fill the room with flickering orange light. Adam shut the door behind us.
“First things first,” Tyler said. “We know this is something new for you. That means if you ever don’t feel comfortable, just say so.”
Adam nodded. “Right. We’re only going to have fun if you are too. You’re in control here.”
Their words went a long way toward making me feel more at ease.
“Where do we start?” I asked.
Marcus curled his lip. “Wherever you’d like to start, gorgeous.”
His compliment sent a thrill up my spine. All the same, the idea of fourimpossibly handsome men in front of me, all waiting on my wishes, was more than enough to make me feel just a touch overwhelmed.
“Why don’t we start with clothes?” Mac asked. “Good a place as any.”
I nodded, happy that he’d said something.
I took a deep breath, placing my hands on the buttons of my shirt, opening one after another. The men had their eyes on me, each watching eagerly, as if every little bit of my skin being uncovered was a new delight.
The guys pulled their shirts off, each exposing his sculpted, powerful body. All of them had stunning physiques—each muscular body a unique collection of tattoos and scars. I noticed Marcus had a strange, circular scar on his shoulder that looked to me like a bullet wound.
I tossed my shirt off to the side, the boys doing the same.
One by one, the men unbuttoned their jeans and pulled them down. Each wore a different color pair of skin tight boxer briefs, the fabric pulled taut over powerful thighs. I wanted to pinch myself; the sight before me of four stunning brothers stripping out of their clothes, all of them ready to pleasureme, was almost too much to wrap my head around.
The guys kicked off their pants and boots and socks, stepping forward and regarding me with painfully lustfull stares. Four sets of eyes were on me, and below the waistlines I saw that each brother was hard, their cocks straining the fronts of their boxer briefs.
