“Again,” Austin said.
They all stood up and their footsteps faded. I resisted the urge to lift the edge of the blindfold and peek.
A moment later, they all came in again. This time when they sat on the bed, two of them scooted over until they were on either side of me. Likely Austin and Denver thought they could confuse my senses with both of them next to me.
Someone leaned forward from my right side and kissed my closed mouth. It was a light, gentle touch and it made me think of Denver—but perhaps it was Austin and that’s what he wanted me to think.
The mouth returned and peppered my lips with little kisses, which I usually did to them instead of the other way around. They were definitely trying to trick me.
Our lips mashed together more insistently, and a hand stroked the side of my breast. Then he cupped it through the shirt, and I moaned. The kiss intensified as his other hand slid down my side and cupped my ass.
My back arched as he ravished me with his mouth. It felt so damn good, but it was a total sensory overload. His mouth on mine. His hands on my heated flesh.
To my surprise, I couldn’t figure out who it was. It felt like Austin one moment and Denver the next. I didn’t want the pleasure to stop, but I was still a little perplexed at why my ability to tell the twins apart had failed me.
“Who is it?” It was Knox who asked this time.
I shifted my head away from the talented mouth in order to answer. “I… I don’t know.”
“Then take a guess,” Tonio said from nearby. “If you’re wrong, you have to unbutton your shirt the rest of the way.”
“What if I’m right?” I was definitely breathing heavier, and I fought to keep my voice steady.
“Then you’ll get a reward,” he said.
“What is it?”
“Something you’ll like,” Knox said. “What’s your answer?”
Which one? I honestly wasn’t sure. I half thought it was Austin pretending to be like his brother, but the twins were tricky, and I knew they were making it hard for me on purpose. I grinned as the double meaning of that thought hit me. “Denver.”
The man above me rose up a little, and the hands on my breasts and ass stilled. Then someone lifted the blindfold off of me.
I blinked in the candlelight and looked around. Austin hovered over me, but his hands rested on the bed on either side of me. Denver was the one cupping my breast and Tonio, on the same side as Austin, had his hand under my ass.
“No fair.” I bit my lip to keep from laughing.
Denver tweaked my nipple once through the shirt and then leaned back. “Definitely fair. Austin was the one kissing you. He just had a little assistance.”
I shook my head, annoyed but also amused. “How come you didn’t get in on the fun?” I asked Knox.
It was Tonio who answered. “We thought you might notice if the twin kissing you suddenly grew a third hand.”
I grinned. “I would’ve noticed, but I definitely wouldn’t have minded.”
“Good to know,” Austin said, sounding a bit more like his usual self. “Especially since we have eight hands available for you tonight.”
“Oh God,” I said, but it came out as more of a plea than a moan.
Tonio stared at me, his dark eyes looking dark and a little dangerous in the candlelight. “I believe it’s time for you to pay up.”
They stared at me, three of them on the bed and Knox standing just beside it. Four strong, eager men… and in a moment they’d see all of me. That made me gulp.
“Um… could you lower the lights a little?”
“Sure,” Knox responded. He leaned over the nearest candle and blew it out. That made me giggle, and the others grinned.
“That works,” Tonio observed. I could still see them, but not every detail. That gave me more confidence, and I brought my hands to my breasts and unfastened a button.
All eyes were on me as I undid the remaining ones, slowly, with fingers that trembled. When I was done, the shirt stayed mostly in place, perhaps showing an inch-wide strip of skin.
I held my breath as I waited, unsure of what was coming next. When no one made a move, I spoke up. “I’m, um, not sure how to start.”
“That’s okay,” Tonio assured me. “We are. Maestro?”
The men all looked at Austin. He nodded and reached into his nightstand again. It made me wonder what all was in there. When he pulled his hand out, he had a small bottle. For a moment I thought it was lube, but then his words made me smile. “How about we start with a massage?”
24
Emma
“Please don’t stop,” I moaned. I’d said those words to these guys at other times, but this time, I wasn’t begging for an orgasm. This time, I had eight hands rubbing massage oil over my entire body, and I didn’t want it to end.