Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 138775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 694(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 463(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 694(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 463(@300wpm)
I looked him in the eye as I unfastened one button at a time, slowly. Someone stepped to my side, and I felt a hand on my back, rubbing up and down, going lower each time—as I deliberately unfastened each button. When the last one was loose, I pushed the sides of his shirt open, and he held my gaze as he peeled it off.
My thighs squeezed together as I surveyed his taut skin over those amazing muscles, and I wasn’t the only one to notice.
Kyle gave a low whistle. “Damn, boy. When did that happen?” It was funny, unexpected, and true. Lucas was a modest guy, but he was pushing himself to be more open—for me.
I cupped the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss. Lucas immediately crushed his mouth to mine, and I moaned. The hand—Jayden’s on my back moved lower, squeezing and teasing, and from the other direction, a larger hand explored the way my legs poked out of the slit of the dress. That was Kyle—I had a lot of experience with how his hand on my thigh felt.
God, this was really happening. Three men were touching me. Three men wanted me. And I wanted them so badly.
Lucas kissed me so thoroughly that I almost forgot about the other hands on my body—almost. But when he pulled away, and I let go of him, it felt like every bone in my body had become liquid—like I was going to slide right off the pool table onto the floor.
Jayden seemed to know, and he wrapped his arm around my waist and smoothed my hair back. “You look so fucking gorgeous that we skipped a few steps, sweetheart.”
“What steps?”
“We have a game plan,” Kyle said. Then he winked. “Or, for you, I guess it’s a lesson plan, Teach.”
I smiled at his words. “Well, you’ve got to follow the lesson plan. What’s the objective?”
Kyle leaned in and whispered in my ear. “To drive you out of your fucking mind with pleasure.”
Good thing I was sitting, because his words and that incredibly sexy low voice of his made me weak at the knees.
Lucas was fiddling with something on Jayden’s dresser, and suddenly, soft music filled the air.
Jayden walked over to the wall, turned out the light switch, and said, “Looks like the power went out again.” I smiled at him, well aware that in setting the mood, they were trying to make me comfortable.
Once the lights were out, I noticed a dozen tea lights glowing from different spots around the area. They looked to be battery operated, but that was okay. They still were pretty, and with the rest of the basement still full of junk, it was probably good not to have that many open flames.
Then it was Kyle’s turn. He now had a beer bottle in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other. “Which would you prefer?”
I took the wine and clinked my glass against his bottle. “Knew it,” he said with a grin. Then he downed about half of his beer while I took a few sips. There were some more bottles in a bucket of ice on the shelf of a half empty bookcase, and Jayden opened up one for himself. Lucas had a bottle of water.
The fact that they’d planned ahead was so endearing, but it was more than that. They were also working together, which was something I wouldn’t have dreamed was possible even a week or two ago.
Kyle’s throat bobbed as drank more of his beer. Suddenly, an impish thought took hold of me. I placed my palm on his chest, feeling the vibrations as he swallowed. “Can you finish that?” I asked.
With the skill of a veteran party boy, he chugged the rest of the beer. When he was done, I took the brown glass bottle from him and shook it, letting the last few drops fall on the floor. Then I set the bottle down in the middle of the pool table and gave it an experimental spin. Then I looked at each one of them.
Jayden grinned. “I guess that’s the only horny teenage game we haven’t played.”
Lucas smiled. “Looks like Tori has a lesson plan of her own.”
“Yep. You stand there.” I pointed toward one side of the pool table. Then I directed Jayden to the end of the table. For Kyle, I tucked a finger under his waistband and pulled him over a little to stand on in the middle of the third side.
“Bossy little thing, isn’t she?” he observed.
That made me smile. I wasn’t exactly what you’d call confident in the bedroom—or, rather, the basement. I’d had a lot less sexual experience than these men. Hell, I hadn’t even had an orgasm with a man before I met them. But the way they watched me… the hunger in their eyes as they took in my dress, my hair, my makeup… it made me want to be braver. And they’d set things up so that I’d feel comfortable enough to do so.