It’s the same vibe I usually sense from mafia men.
Is that what they are? It wouldn’t be impossible given the number of men from the Sicilian mafia who frequent the club due to the connections with the owners.
“How so?”
“We all like attention. We like giving and receiving it in specific ways.”
“Together?” I’m curious because they all seem straight.
“No. We don’t touch, ever. We just like to share. We share everything, including attention, so we know how to divide that. It’s nice when our women can do the same, and of course, we make sure she’s well taken care of.”
My mouth waters when I think of how they would do that for me.
“I’m sure I can do what you need.” I look at each of them.
Knox and Levi exchange smiles, but Cristiano doesn’t take his eyes off me.
“Is there something you’d like me to start with?” I always ask that question to kick start the fantasy.
“Yes.” Cristiano looks away from me, then says something to Knox and Levi in Italian.
Of course, I don’t know what he’s saying, but God, his accent. Wow, it’s so sexy.
His eyes dart back to mine, and he straightens, tucking his hair behind his ear. “We want to start with tasting you.”
That mouthwatering feeling comes back to assault me. “Tasting me?”
“Yes.” He gives me a wicked grin.
“I thought this evening was about me pleasing you.” I keep my voice steady, hoping I won’t show how much I’d love for them to taste me.
“It is.” He grins, allowing his eyes to fall up and down my body. “Show her what I mean, boys.”
“Come here, Goddess.” Knox crooks his finger toward me, and I move to him as if attached to strings.
He moves to me too, placing those kissable lips on mine. The moment our lips touch, the raw fire of arousal blazes within my body and I savor the spellbinding effect pulsing through me.
I’m entirely absorbed, so when warm fingers flutter down my arm, I assume it’s him. It’s not until another set of lips press against the left side of my neck that I realize it has to be Levi. His touch does something to me that feels like it’s soothing me from the inside out.
More fiery kisses are pressed along my neck while Knox kisses my lips. Then Levi’s fingers drop to my breast and he rubs my nipple beneath the silky fabric of my negligée. He catches my nipple between his fingers and tweaks it, then massages my breast. The pleasure of his gentle touch blends with the arousal coiling through me and my body bows. Wetness gushes from my pussy, and I lose control of my mind.
When Knox moves away from my lips and trails kisses down the side of my neck, instinct turns me to Levi, and we kiss. It’s as if the three of us rehearsed this; it feels so natural.
Kissing Levi is just as delicious as kissing Knox. When he cups my other breast and does the same thing Levi is doing, my body tightens with pleasure, leaving me breathless, mindless, senseless.
As the guys continue pleasuring me, I’m suddenly aware Cristiano is just watching us.
When I look at him, I take note of the fascination on his face and realize he likes watching. Quickly, I guess he must be a voyeur.
Levi draws my attention back to him with a kiss, and he and Knox continue fondling me.
Just as I manage to control myself so I can enjoy them, they stop everything, leaving me panting like I’ve been running for days.
My cheeks flush when I look at Cristiano and notice the hungry predatory expression on his handsome face.
“This needs to come off.” He lifts the hem of my negligee and I raise my arms so he can pull it over my head, exposing my naked breasts. Then in perfect synchronicity switches places with Levi, who positions between my legs. “It’s my turn to taste you.”
My already sensitive nipples harden when Cristiano lowers to suck them. He moves from one breast to the other, sending streaks of scorching pleasure rushing straight to my core. I come undone, moaning and pushing against the soft leather of the sofa to keep myself from falling off the face of reality.