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“You’re gonna love the cabin,” Matthew says as the elevator doors slide open for us. “It’s already snowing, and the slopes will open this weekend for the public.”
“I heard it’s wonderful in Colorado during the winter,” I reply.
“It is. It’s one of those postcard-pretty places, and the food is fantastic,” he says. “I haven’t found a single restaurant in Aspen that falls short in that sense.” We reach my room and Matthew slips the keycard into the slot, opening the door for us.
“You can tell how good a restaurant is by their scrambled eggs,” Jason adds.
I laugh lightly as we wait for the concierge to bring my luggage in. “I’ll keep that in mind,” I tell him. “Scrambled eggs, huh?”
“Yup. If you can’t make a decent plate of eggs, you’re not gonna do anything else right, either” he says.
Matthew generously tips the concierge, and we enter further into my room. For a moment, I’m left speechless as I look around. The design is astonishing. Simple yet elegant, bold yet subtle in its delivery. The artist in me is swooning at the daring contrasts of red silk wallpaper and cream-colored bedspread, the sharp but equally smooth clash between the ash-wood floor and the wenge wood furniture as well as the stylish touches of lighting—lily-shaped smoked glass wall sconces and spherical gold-spun pendants hanging from the ceiling.
“My gosh, it’s gorgeous,” I manage, now feeding on the decorative details.
“It’s one of my favorite hotels in Rhode Island,” Matthew declares.
“I can’t blame you. I’m speechless,” I reply.
“The red on the walls plays off nicely against your hair,” Jason says, the corner of his mouth twitching subtly. He’s trying hard not to smile, but the warmth of his bright blue eyes still seeps through and melts into my very core.
“Thank you,” I mumble, unable to find better words for what is meant to be a sincere compliment. “I haven’t had much time to… you know, look after myself the way I’m used to.”
“Yes, well, living in a department store kind of takes that away from you,” Matthew replies. “But even so, Selina, you are still beautiful.”
I laugh. “Let’s not go overboard here, I’m a mess.”
“You’re my kind of mess,” Matthew says, moving closer.
The three of them surround me, and the silence accompanying their presence is pure pressure coming down on every inch of my body. I feel naked under their eyes, yet I cannot move. I don’t want to escape this closeness. They offer safety and sweet words, gestures of kindness and the sort of fire that can turn my loins to cinder.
All I can do is breathe slowly as I watch them, as I notice their gazes wandering up and down my body. I wonder what thoughts are flowing through their heads, because their eyes speak silently of raw desire. For a moment, I feel like I’m some sort of forbidden fruit but when Matthew leans down and kisses me, I realize I’m not forbidden. I’m willing and wet.
His tongue breaches my lips, and I taste him fully, savoring every drop of his yearning while Sully and Jason’s hands touch me, their fingertips leaving trails of fire in their wake. “You’re delicious,” Matthew whispers before he deepens the kiss.
He snakes his arms around my waist and pulls me close, nearly crushing me against his muscular chest. Sully is running his hands through my hair while Jason traces a finger down my side, his hand spreading and grabbing my ass. The squeeze is firm but playful, and I’m overwhelmed.
I can’t move. I don’t want to. I like what’s happening.
I don’t understand how the three of them can be so in sync with one another, yet I’m responsive to each of their gestures. I’m open and burning up on the inside, my core ignited and begging for more as Matthew kisses my jawline and proceeds to nibble on my earlobe. I whimper softly, my head tilted to the side as he gently nudges me away from Sully and Jason.
The back of my knees find the bed’s edge. I’ve lost my senses entirely. And my work jacket, too. I can’t even register the moment when that happened, but I see it on the floor.
Sully and Jason watch us, their eyes dark with longing and their lips curled with mischievous amusement. I should stop this, but I’m dying to know where it leads. And the hunger in the pit of my stomach has nothing to do with food. No, I’m hungry for whatever it is that Matthew intends to give me. His cologne fills my senses as I breathe him in.
A blink of an eye later, and I’m left with only my white sports bar on as he slowly removes my pants.
“Would you like me to stop?” Matthew asks, giving me a smoldering, silvery glare.
I shake my head slowly. It brings a smile to his tender lips, and all I can do is kiss him ravenously, the desperation within me finally snapping. I’ve been dreaming about him, about all three of them, for a long time. Some of the fantasies were one-on-one scenarios, most of them absurd and chick-lit-inspired, but I distinctly recall a couple that had the three of them going to town on me at the same time. Could this be it? That rare occurrence where the universe actually listens to my desires and delivers?
“Good girl,” Matthew growls, grabbing my ass and keeping me close enough to feel his bulging erection against my lower belly. He’s huge and hard as a rock, and that alone is enough to send rivers gushing between my legs.
I steal a glance at Jason and Sully. Big mistake. Their jeans are unbuttoned, and they’re touching themselves as they watch Matthew and me. The image is so compelling, so sexy, so devilish and I love everything about it. Licking my lips, I smile when I make eye contact with Sully stroking his thick cock, veins swollen as they run along the shaft.
Our gazes lock while Matthew removes my bra and kisses my breasts. As soon as his lips close around one nipple, I gasp loudly, my eyes rolling in my head as I surrender in an explosion of sparks suddenly bursting through me. “Oh, wow,” I moan as he suckles harder and harder. It hurts so good, all I can do is hold on to his muscular shoulders, bracing myself for a tempestuous ride.
“Let’s get these off,” he says, then tugs my panties downward. “Sit on the edge of the bed,” he adds with a commanding tone.
