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“What… what are you doing here?”
I’m straddling a chair backwards, the way I usually sit, and drag it close enough that its legs meet Yasin’s seat’s. I let my eyes travel over her face. Taking all my time to admire and caress her gorgeous features with my heated gaze. I inhale deeply in an effort to at least appear to be calm and not scare her off again.
I take her hand before answering, “we came for you, baby.”
Yasin lets out a pained exhale, shaking her head, her thick, long lashes batting frantically.
“I… I can’t. I’m not…”
She inhales deeply and gives her head a quick shake, as if to clear her thoughts.
“I’m not from here, and I’m not in town to stay. My friend invited me to come spend Thanksgiving with her and her… husbands.”
Her voice falters on that last word, her now guarded gaze bouncing between our faces.
There was a flash of something there.Does our Yasin want three men of her own?
“I’m not looking for anything. I live in California. That’s where my job is. My entire life. There’s no way I… we can…”
Without even exchanging a look, we simultaneously close in on Yasin. Luca, who’s facing her, pulls her hand from me and takes hold of her other one that was resting on top of the table, cradling her long, elegant fingers in his huge paws.This, as Chase and I each lean into one of her sides. I briefly notice him running the tip of his nose over the velvety soft skin of her temple, before I bury my face in her hair, drinking in her intoxicating scent, the silky feel of her thick locks, the warmth of her body that’s only mere inches from mine. What I would really like to do is pull her in my lap, run my palms all over that fucking tempting body, kiss those lips swollen, play with her, taste her, feel her up, make her moan and cry out. I remember the needy noises she made in the elevator and instantly grow hard. Unbelievable. what the fuck is this woman doing to us? We’ve been in her presence for all of five minutes and I know the crazed looks in my best friends’ eyes mirrors mine. All four of our breathing is labored, and Yasin looks at us with just as much hunger. Her big, round tits rising and falling in her tight, knit dress. I want to grab her coat folded at the back of her chair and cover her gorgeous body with it. It’s such a strange and foreign feeling. I’ve never claimed a woman, never truly felt any sense of belonging with any of my former lovers. They came and went. We pleased each other, had a good time, then moved on. But this one. This woman I’ve barely kissed, and not even really touched. This one is already entirely under my skin. I’m hers, heart and soul. Ready to lay my entire existence at her feet. Willing to love and cherish her. But also craving to debauch and deprave her. I want to see her beautiful, deep brown skin marred with my thick, creamy cum. My big, rough hands filled with her juicy flesh. I want to watch her bare between my brothers. Want to hear her cries of pleasure when we team up to fulfill her every need, each of her desires. even the ones she didn’t know she had.
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YASIN
I’m panting.Fucking panting!Like some stupid teenage girl surrounded by a group of hot jocks.Fucking pathetic, Yas. But the way they make feel is just so…ugh!
Big, beautiful, olive skinned Luca is administering the warmest, most delicious, most sensual massage to my hands. Softly stretching my fingers, kneading the heels of my palms. Run the rough pads of his calloused fingers over my skin. Making me vibrate all over with caresses I never would have thought could feel so intimate, so sexual.
Asher. Sexy, deceiving Asher is still wearing the thick glasses that make him look like a hot nerd. But his swagger, his big dick energy, the fucking pussy-drenching assurance he’s shown from our first exchanged glance, makes me fucking squirm in my chair. Especially with his big hands once more circling around my waist. The tip of his long, straight nose running along my temple and making me shiver with pleasure and desire. His sculpted lips barely graze the side of my face and I want nothing but to cup his strong jaw and pull him to my mouth for a long, hot, deep, wet kiss. Fucking hell, how am I going to resist these men?
And there’s Chase. With that rakish smirk, that daring glint in his smoldering gaze. That fucking big, built body. And the smell of him. Fuck. Sawdust, cement, paint, soap, and all man. He’s rubbing his face into my hair, taking in deep inhales, nuzzling my jaw, my ear, my neck. And driving me to the brink of sanity.
I don’t know how I’m supposed to resist them. And the most dangerous part is, I’m not sure I remember why I should…
“It’s okay, sweetheart. We just want to get to know you,” Luca rumbles, with his mouth skimming the tender flesh of my inner wrist and sending my pulse into a gallop.
“Spend some time together,” he adds, this time giving me a quick lick.
“And everything will be on your terms.” Now he’s nipping at my soft skin and I’m shaking all over under their coordinated attack.
Fuck, they feel good!Three big, tall, fucking beautiful men going crazy for me. Craving my body. Wanting to make me feel good. Showering me with kisses and caresses.
And I know it’s just because of the public place we still all have our clothes one. The public place, fuck! I sweep a panicked gaze at our surroundings, but no one seems to care about us. The front of the store is still packed with patrons going directly to the counter and leaving with boxed goods. And most tables are empty here in the back seating area. People must be home with their loved ones, enjoying the rest of the holiday weekend.
That brings Elizabeth to mind. I wonder how long I’ve been gone. I’m going to have to call her soon…
Asher’s low, raspy timbre cuts into my thoughts.
“Where in California do you live, love?”
I turn to face him and immediately feel myself drown in his magnificent blue eyes. I’m in so much fucking trouble with these men…
“Del Mar,” I answer, my voice coming out breathy.
He nods, his beautiful, fucking tempting mouth stretching into one of his swindling grins. The ones that look nothing but friendly and innocent on the surface, but go straight to your head, make you dizzy, weak in the knees, and absolutely willing and ready to hand him your damp panties.
The tip of Asher’s pink tongue pokes out, and he swiftly licks his bottom lip, before dragging it through his strong, white teeth. And I let out a whimper… A fucking whimper.
