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"Fine," he bit out, stepping away and stalking to the stairs, running hands through his dark hair and trying to shake off the haze of lust he'd cast over us.
"Fuck, that was hot," I blurted. The chemistry between them was far different than our own. It was volatile and intense, rough and rugged. I wanted to see more of it but they seemed to keep it restrained. This was the first moment I'd witnessed anything like it.
"Come on," Brock said, gentler this time. "Upstairs." He gently urged me forward, swatting my ass as I went, making me go faster with a laugh.
"You're obsessed with my ass," I said as I walked up the stairs, swaying my hips when I got to the top just to taunt him. Brock groaned and when I glanced back he was palming his already growing erection. This time my laughter was easy and playful. They had my insecurities disappearing away as fast as I wanted my clothes to.
"My turn," Elias said as he skirted around Brock and crashed into me, his hands going to my neck and holding me in place so he could kiss me. Even if the approach was intense, his kisses were slower and sweet. Each one delivered with purpose and control. I knew he was the type to love foreplay, working you up and tormenting you before you ever got the chance to come.
With a firm hand I pushed him back. They all stood, looks of concern and confusion going across their faces as they stood side by side now, wanting to touch me but waiting for me to run away again.
That was not what I had planned.
Stepping away again I kicked off my shoes. I started with my hair, letting it out of the space buns so it hung down in crazy waves around my head. Next was the jersey. I tore it up and over my head, tossing it aside. Their eyes tracked every movement intently, not moving an inch and barely breathing.
Next to go was the jeans. I shimmied out of the skinny, ripped jeans and kicked them to the side. Elias started to move but Tate smacked him in the chest, refusing to let him ruin this show I was giving them. It was hilarious to me that they could communicate so much without words. That was the kind of friendship forged over the course of years.
I kicked off the socks Brock brought me earlier so I was now only in my undershirt, bra, panties, and tights.
The tights went next, rolling down easily so I could toss them aside. Next, the undershirt. Now I was in exactly what Brock saw earlier. He was licking his lips like he couldn't wait to taste me. Elias was trying to push Tate away but I doubted that Tate even noticed. He was gaping at me, chest rising and falling rapidly as his cock tented his shorts, begging for freedom.
"The rest," Tate husked. "Let me see you, baby."
For the smallest moment I hesitated, but when I met his eyes all I could feel was their appreciation and it had me undoing the clasp of my bra. My breasts spilled free and they let out a collective groan that had me biting back a giggle. I'd never felt more sexy or powerful in my life. I should question my sanity. I was about to have sex with not one, but three men. Men that didn't make sense to be with me. But then again, maybe we did. They were strong enough to handle me and being around them felt comfortable and easy.
Hooking my thumbs in my black panties, I turned, bending down as I dragged them down, revealing my ass in all its cellulite glory. Standing back up, I finally turned, giving them the full view of my body; soft, curvy, and desperate for their touches.
"Fuck me," Tate groaned, letting go of Elias to bite his fist at the sight.
"Perfect, isn't she?" Brock agreed. His voice was lower now, filled with gravel.
"Can I move now?" Elias demanded, pushing past them to get to me. He backed me toward the couch, kissing me with unrestrained need this time. He nipped at my lip, a jolt of heat going straight to my pussy. I was wet for them already and I whimpered as more hands found me.
Tate moved behind me, pulling me back into his chest and cupping my breasts from behind, kneading them before rolling my nipples between his fingers. Brock was trailing his hands over my hips before dipping one between my thighs.
"Fuck, she's so wet," he told them as his fingers teased over my clit and into my pussy. "Get her on the couch for me, I need to taste her."
Elias moved away but Tate grunted, refusing to stop and making me cry out as he worked over my sensitive nipples. Brock just shrugged and dropped to his knees, hooking one leg over his shoulder to expose me to him. I let out a breathless laugh that fell away as he pressed a kiss to my clit. It was the only gentle movement he gave me before diving in.
He licked and sucked at every inch of my cunt with a desperation that had me crying out, hands fisting in his hair to stop myself from falling forward.
Tate kept me steady, still refusing to let go of my breasts. His head dipped down, nipping at my neck. I exposed my neck to him, giving him more and he growled approvingly.
"You're so good for us, baby. I want to hear you come," he breathed out, hot breath fanning over my ear and sending a shiver through me.
Pleasure coursed through me, each of them urging me higher with every stroke of their fingers and possessive flick of their tongues.
Elias had joined back in, claiming my mouth again as his hands ran down my sides.
Brock sucked hard on my clit as two fingers plunged into my core. He curled them slightly, finding that spot inside of me that had me near collapse. Fuck, it was so good, the need so strong my body was a mix of shockwaves and surging heat that left me breathless. My vision blurred as I came, pussy clenching around his fingers as I grinned into his mouth.
"Good job, baby girl," Tate purred in my ear, nibbling the lobe as I struggled to stay upright. Brock put my leg back and backed away, grinning up at me with a wolfish smile. He was more than a little pleased at how hard he’d made me come.
"I need to fuck you," Elias begged. "Let me have you, Macy."
"Please," I begged, reaching forward and tugging at his shorts. He didn't strip for me like I did them, taking his clothes off in a flurry as the other two followed suit.
Holy hell, someone pinch me.
