glare at the hand Dev was using to gently stroke Michelle’s bare arm. Jake moved to her other side to wrap an arm around her waist and gently stroke her hip. But really, what he wanted to do was touch Dev’s cock again, taste Michelle’s sweet pussy, massage her soft tits, have his balls licked and his cock sucked, preferably at the same time. A hand grabbed his rapidly rising cock.
“Someone is thinking dirty thoughts,” Michelle said, using her thumb to rub Jake’s cockhead through his jeans.
He realized as the pleasure licked down his length to his lower belly that he hadn’t been receiving as much sexual attention as he’d been giving. He hoped it wasn’t because he was the only one ready to roll.
“I’m more interested in making those thoughts a reality,” Jake said, covering her hand with his to keep her touching him.
“Are you thinking about Devlin or me?” she asked.
“Both,” he admitted. “Have you ever sucked cock, Dev?”
Devlin laughed. “You just say whatever comes to mind, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” Jake admitted. He couldn’t seem to curtail that particular personality trait of his. “Well? Have you?”
“If I haven’t yet, I’m pretty sure I’ll be sucking one by the end of the night. How’s that for an answer?”
“Mysterious,” Jake said.
“And sexy,” Michelle added with a grin.
Devlin unlocked the door and hurried to a control panel to enter a security code into the alarm system. Jake glanced around in awe. Because he was friends with many successful musicians, Jake had been in a lot of awesome houses—none that belonged to him, unfortunately—but Devlin’s mansion was unbelievably vast and opulent. Just wow.
“Software?” Michelle squeaked. “Creating software got you all this?”
Dev smiled. “Security software,” he said. “Gotta outsmart the crooks in this world. And big business is very interested in protecting customer data. They’ll pay a premium to do so.”
“I’ll say,” Jake said, wandering out of the three story high foyer with its multi-tiered crystal chandelier and into the great room.
“The elevator to the third floor is over here,” Dev said and took Michelle’s elbow to escort her toward a paneled door that blended in with what Jake believed was a marble wall.
Jake rushed forward to join them in the small elevator. Dev pushed a button and Jake immediately moved up against Dev’s back—not accidentally—and forced Dev to press against Michelle, who was trapped against the rear wall. Jake buried his cock in the crack of Dev’s ass and reached around to unzip Dev’s fly. In an instant, Jake had the guy’s dick out of his pants. He massaged its tip into Michelle’s mound and she sucked in an excited breath.
“I want to guide your dick into her hot pussy and massage your balls while you fuck her nice and slow,” he said into Dev’s ear. “Her cunt is going to grip you so hard when she finally comes.”
Dev shuddered. “No wonder this guy gets you so worked up, Michelle.”
Michelle chuckled. “He always says the most delightful things when he’s taking advantage of a person.”
And it worked well for him. Well, it did with certain, sexually open partners. If his way of stating his desires was a turnoff—and it was to some people—he moved on without regret. He liked his partners hot and willing, not frigid and boring. If a lover couldn’t handle his words, there was no way they’d be able to handle his actions when he got down to business.
The elevator dinged to announce their arrival on the third floor and the door slid open to the master suite.
Chapter Eleven
Michelle stepped off the elevator, her mouth agape with wonder. Now this was a master suite. The bedroom encompassed the entire third floor and was semi-circular in shape. A bank of floor-to-ceiling windows curved around the side of the room facing the water, giving a spectacular panoramic view of the ocean beyond the cliffs. An enormous and very inviting bed stood on a platform in the center of the expanse of windows. Even the ceiling over the bed was made of glass and gave an unfettered view of the night sky. There was a casual seating area to one side of the platform and a minibar complete with stools on the opposite side. A spa-like bathroom and several walk-in closets, complete with a dressing room were just visible through a pair of open French doors along the far wall.
Devlin went to a control panel near the elevator. An instant later, the lights dimmed and something began to bubble and glow with a soft blue light in the floor at the foot of the bed. A hot tub. With the same spectacular view of the ocean that the bed enjoyed.
“Would anyone like a drink?” Devlin asked, loosening his tie as he crossed an expanse of polished mahogany floor toward the wet bar.
Michelle stifled a giggle when Jake stepped into Devlin’s path. He stopped short and looked up at Jake in question.
“No one came here for a drink, Dev, and you know it.”
She had a bit more experience with Jake’s moods than Devlin did. Once the man had his mind on sex, there was no deterring him. Oh, he never forced the issue. That wasn’t his style. With a few words, he just made a person want him. Desperately. At least it had always worked on her.
After being brought so close to orgasm—twice!—and being left wanting, Michelle was feeling that desperation to her very bones.
Jake slipped the tuxedo jacket from Devlin’s shoulders and tossed it on a nearby chaise. His deft fingers went to the buttons of Devlin’s shirt next and he began to unfasten them in quick succession. Devlin slapped a hand over Jake’s. “Wait. What about Michelle?”
“Trust me; she wants you naked just as much as I do.”
“I like to take things a little more slowly,” Devlin said.
“Too fucking bad. I’m so hard I’m about to burst.”
Jake shifted to stand behind Devlin and reached around his body to unfasten another button.
“Sweetheart,” Jake said to Michelle. “Maybe you can convince him that haste is imperative for my sanity.”
Was she supposed to do something? She was too busy staring at the gorgeous contrast the pair of men created. Edgy, lithe and tattooed Jake made short work of handsome, muscular and clean-cut Devlin’s clothes. When Devlin tried to take a step forward, Jake snagged his earlobe in his teeth to hold him still. Devlin sucked in an excited breath and clutched Jake’s thighs for support. Now that Jake had Devlin where he wanted him, he ran both hands over the bare skin of Devlin’s cut pecs and delightful six-pack as he pushed the crisp white dress shirt aside.
As if in a trance, Michelle reached behind her and tugged the zipper of her dress down. Both men paused and watched her as she slipped the straps from her shoulders and let the silk flutter to the floor.
“Beautiful,” Devlin said breathlessly as his eyes journeyed from the swells of her breasts above her strapless bra, down her belly, over the panties he knew quite intimately, along her bare thigh to the garter strapped there complete with now-empty flask, and down her calves to her red stilettos.
When Devlin’s gaze travelled upward and met hers, he yanked open the fly of his black dress pants and dropped them to the floor, struggling out of Jake’s grasp so he could remove every stitch of his clothing as quickly as possible. Jake followed his lead; tugging his T-shirt off over his head and removing his jeans, shoes and socks in one sweep. So now she had two gorgeous naked guys at her disposal and she wasn’t sure what to do with them.
Luckily, Jake wasn’t afraid to make a first move. Eyes locked with hers, he hurried toward her and drew her against him. His fingers made short work of her bra clasp and he drew away slightly to pull the garment free of her body. She shuddered when the hoop in his nipple piercing brushed against the tip of her breast.
“Oh!” She pulled away and glanced down at the piece of jewelry.
“You like that piercing?” he asked.
“I think so,” she said, lowering her head to offer it an appreciative lick.
Devlin stepped up behind her and took her heavy b
reasts in his hands. She straightened with an excited gasp. He rolled one nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rubbed the other against Jake’s ring, teasing her nipple—and apparently Jake’s as well—into a hardened peak. She shuddered when Devlin’s cock brushed against her ass and wished that her panties would vanish. She’d wished that in the helicopter too. When he’d been pleasuring her through them.
“Then I have something else you might like,” Jake said and took her hand in his.
He directed her hand to his cock, which she gripped eagerly. Several small hard round objects pressed into her fingers. She pulled away slightly and looked down, lifting his cock to examine its underside. There were four barbells piercing his shaft and bordering the thick ridge there with eight metal balls.