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She's the one girl we all want but can never have because of our connection with her father. So, when we come to clubs like this, we're working out our frustrations about being denied her. Over not being able to have her, of not being able to touch her, of her not even being able to have a hint of what our feelings for her are. We've all mastered the art of pretending we don't want her. But I don't think those walls are up tonight. Not here, where the whole point is having what you can't normally have outside the club.
The things that we have talked about doing to this sweet and innocent girl would have her running home to Daddy's protection so fast. Not only that, but the things we talked about doing would ruin our friendship with her father and probably get us locked away for a long time.
Yet she's all that we want, and now she's standing in the middle of a BDSM club in a room with us, and I can't remember the last time my dick was this hard. My eyes roam over her in a dress that leaves next to nothing to the imagination. Her dark hair has some loose curls that frame her face and are begging for me to grab hold of. She is normally very modest about how she dresses, especially as she has matured. But this side of her? Fuck, my brain is on overload.
The look of pure shock on her face indicates that she definitely wasn't expecting Connor and me to be here, too.
"What... what are you all doing here?" she asks.
Brooks places a hand on her back and guides her to one of the chairs in the sitting area where we are lounging.
She sits down, and I fight every instinct in my body to pull her into my lap. She's close, but I want her closer. I don't want any space between us. Tonight I don't want to hide how much I want her. Let the chips fall where they may outside the club tomorrow.
The leather couch I'm sitting on suddenly feels like it's a million degrees, and every step that she takes closer to us the temperature rises.
"Maybe we should start with why you're here," Connor says once she is seated.
"Oh, my friend Gigi wanted to come to New Orleans for our girl's trip this year. She's the one who set up the visit here. After she had found a guy to go off with and have some fun, I was looking around when I ran into Brooks," she looks over at him sitting in the chair next to her.
The black dress she's wearing hugs every curve and is cut low. When she stands up, the dress barely covers her ass. But sitting down, it rises so high I have to fight from wanting to spread her legs to see what she does or doesn't have on underneath.
"We're in town for work, but we've always had certain... tastes for our bedroom play. Club Sin is the perfect place to fulfill it." Brooks says with a flirty grin.
I can't take my eyes off her as she watches Brooks talk. I want her eyes on me, but it's best to let the other two handle this line of talk, at least for now.
"What kind of... tastes?" she says, her shyness clear as day. Fuck if it isn't a turn on.
"We like to play together with one woman," Connor says, and we all watch for her reaction.
I'm expecting a look of disgust or a certain need to leave the room. What I don't expect is for her pupils to dilate and for her nipples under her dress to turn hard. The thought of the three of us with one girl is turning her on. Is she thinking about the three of us with her? I'd give anything to find out.
The goal, though, is not to make her uncomfortable. We want her relaxed, but I also want to find out what excites her. We're not going to get another chance like this. I know the guys are willing to take this chance, otherwise the conversation wouldn't have gotten this far. By now, we know each other pretty well.
"Did you see anything you liked while you were out there?" I ask. Her eyes jump to me. Having her eyes on me with the conversation that we're having is another level of erotic. It’s not something I could have ever imagined.
She just shrugs and looks down at her hands in her lap, shyness winning out once again.
"Maybe we should take her back out to the club and find out," Brooks says with a smirk.
There's no way we're going to let her go back out to the club alone. But taking her out and finding out what turned her on is suddenly the only thing that I want to do. Though I hadn't planned on leaving this room tonight, as the big areas with everyone's eyes on me are not my thing.
"Can I talk to you two on the other side of the room?" Connor asks, as his eyes jump between me and Brooks.
Connor has always been the voice of reason between the three of us, and I have a feeling I don't think I'm going to like what he has to say.
Brooks
"You guys know we can't do this because of her dad," Connor says in hushed tones once we're gathered in the corner on the opposite side of the room.
"I think you mean we shouldn't do this. It’s not that we can't," I correct him because there is nothing I've wanted to do more in my life.
Her running into me the way that she did downstairs pretty much sealed her fate. When she took my hand and let me lead her back up here, I was a goner. No matter what it takes, I will have her, even if that means severing all ties with her father.
Fortunately, we have the plan in place. We knew there was always the chance one or all of us would slip up when it came to her, so we had to work out what we would do and how we would handle it. The best way was to separate ourselves from her father. So it's not like we haven't thought it all out.
"She's the one that we've always wanted, the one we've role played with, and the one we talk about when we think about settling down. Now here she is being served up on a silver platter, I think we'd be crazy not to at least take the chance." Finn says, his voice even and controlled as always.
"And what if this blows up in our faces?" Connor asks.
