“I am. Just considering a lot. It’ll be easier when we get home.”
Holden watches him carefully, but gives me a shrug. He doesn’t know either. We finally get Mom to stop dirty dancing with my boyfriends and she decides they’re staying in Hawaii another day. I beg the guys not to join them and they agree.
We give them our love and finally get on the plane. I sleep all the way home. I didn’t even realize how tired I was, but the flight sure is fast when I get to sleep unbothered. When we get home, I get through a shower, head downstairs, and see Roman there, completely naked, eying me like he’s waited too long to have me.
An arm wraps around my waist and Holden purrs in my ear. “We already had the one-on-one.”
I shiver at the implication. Gunner sits up from the couch and Nick saunters in. All of them naked. All of them gorgeous. All of them mine.
Holden bends me over the couch and strokes over my ass. He swats me once, then immediately asks if I’m okay. I laugh and nod. “I thought Nick was handing out punishments now.”
“It’s not a punishment if you like it.” He winks at me.
Gunner kisses me hungrily while playing with my breasts, stroking, then pinching my nipples. I gasp and lean towards him until Holden’s hand slips between my legs. I groan and rock back. They keep me bouncing between them until Holden pushes two fingers inside me. I grip the couch harder and pant. Nick rubs my back, but I wrap my hand around his cock, determined to please like I’m being pleased.
He groans as I stroke him, then pulls my hair back. Gunner adjusts, offering me his cock and how the hell am I supposed to say no when he’s so hard he’s tapping his belly.
“Blow him, Bambina. Or Holden will stop.” Roman orders.
When I hesitate, he slaps my ass. I groan as the sting sizzles across my skin. My lips spread around the head of Gunner’s cock. He thrusts deeper into my mouth, a low sound coming up from his chest.
Holden rewards me with a third finger, pushing deep inside me and hitting my g-spot over and over. My legs shake and I struggle to focus on Gunner when I’m already so close to the edge. My hand tightens around Nick and he has to help guide me.
Roman digs his nails into my ass as he grabs me, then he swats me again. “Focus, Sophia.”
On what? There’s too much! I take Gunner’s length deeper, gagging on him, then licking up his shaft, swirling my tongue around the head. He nods and guides me down again. Holden changes how he’s fucking me with his fingers, hitting a spot that sends me into overdrive.
I moan around Gunner’s cock, fighting the orgasm that’s threatening me as Nick’s hand guides me faster over every impressive inch he offers. I want him to come first, with just my hand, just to prove I can.
But Holden’s going like he has something to prove. Shockingly, it’s Gunner who finishes first. He nearly chokes me as he comes, groaning and gasping as he slowly slides out of my mouth. I move to take Nick in my mouth, still using my hand around his shaft as I suck and lick the head.
He moans and huffs. “Fuck, Sophie. Go easy. We have time.”
“Nice and slow.” Roman agrees. “Show him how well you can use your mouth.”
Holden jerks his fingers out of me, but before I can complain, he thrusts his hard cock deep inside me. I whimper and clutch Nick’s ass with both hands to keep my focus. My eyes flick up to him and he cups my chin, nodding in encouragement.
A hand rubs my clit quickly as Holden ups the pace. Oh, it’s too much. I’m too full, getting too much attention. When Gunner rolls my nipple between his fingers, I can’t push it back. I come, hard.
I press my face against Nick’s hip as I moan. Holden pulls out and comes on my ass. Something is tossed for him to clean up with and then I’m moved. Roman guides me to the table, then has me sit on him, reverse cowgirl style.
I roll my hips on him as he wraps a hand around my throat. He slams into me every time I come down, rough and demanding. Gunner kisses the inside of my knee as he plays with my clit and Nick stands, filling my mouth with his cock again. Holden watches from the side.
“You’re such a good girl, Sophie. You take us so well.” He encourages.
“You feel so fucking good.” Nick agrees, his voice hot and husky.
“So wet.” Gunner purrs against my knee.
Italian pours out of Roman’s mouth against my ear. Nick comes while cursing, filling my mouth with the salty taste of his come. Then he focuses on my tits, sucking my nipple, flicking his tongue across it. My head falls back and I come again, one hand on the back of Nick’s neck and the other on Roman’s hip.
He pants bending me over, and finishes deep inside me, his hips jerking in a disjointed rhythm that leaves me shaking. I can feel my own wetness rolling down my thighs. Somehow, we manage to go another round.
I know I’m not going to make it upstairs if I try to get up there to find anything to put on, despite the fact I definitely need another shower. Roman’s the only one who left his luggage down here, so while Gunner goes to get us drinks and Nick insists on getting food, I open his suitcase to grab a shirt.
Jerking out the first one I find, something catches my eye. A little jewelry box. I blink at it a few times, glance over my shoulder where he’s talking with Holden on the couch, then open the box.
Fuck. It’s a ring. An engagement ring. It’s beautiful, but … but it’s an engagement ring! What the hell am I supposed to do with this information.
“Sophie? Did you find a shirt?” Holden asks.
I glance back at them and see Roman watching me with sharp eyes, his face pale. I click the box shut and show the shirt. “Yeah. I found something.”
And Roman knows just what I found. And I know why he’s been so quiet. I pull the shirt on and let the suitcase close. Sitting on Roman’s lap, I shoot him a look I know he’ll get. He shrugs and presses his lips to my ear.
“Our secret … for now, Bambina.”