Conversation continued, and we traded stories for what seemed like hours. I liked the fact that we were all about the same age, and that all three of the guys were deliciously single.
“You know,” Austin said, setting his wine aside, “I can think of a better way to sample this.”
“Oh?” I asked.
“Come over here,” he said, scooting back on the bed where he sat, making a space for me between his legs.
When I sat, he pulled me closer against his warm body, his legs caging me on both sides. I turned my head to look at him, not resisting at all. Maybe it was the wine, but I didn’t think so. Really, it was just how magnetic he was, and the way he was looking at me.
His lips touched my neck, and I shivered while Tyler and Randy watched with interest.
“Mmmm, that does make the wine taste so much better,” I laughed.
“So does this,” he said, kissing my ear.
And he was right.
When he brought a hand up to cup my breast through my borrowed sweatshirt, I didn’t resist. Honestly, I couldn’t. His touch was electric, and I pressed my back to him, gasping as his lips continued torturing my neck and ear.
His hands roamed down my body to rest on my thighs, which I eagerly parted, and when he stroked me through my panties, I gasped.
“Oh god,” I said, my body squirming in his hold.
I reached to feel his body, and he was warm and hard in all the right ways. I marveled at the treasure I found between his legs, thick and hard, promising the sort of pleasures women dreamed of.
Across the room, Tyler and Randy watched intently. I should have felt exposed, or taken advantage of. But neither was true. I was here for him and all that he had to offer me. And I was here for whatever release came my way.
“You are a beautiful woman, Bee,” Austin whispered. “So sexy. I want to see you come.”
His naughty words pushed me, and in moments, my hips were grinding against his strokes while he continued to run his lips up and down my throat. It was nearly as arousing as if he were sucking on my tits, and I was suddenly crying out, coming as his thumb found my clit and stroked me with quick caresses.
“I think you needed that,” he said.
“I—”
But a howl of wind shook the room’s door in its frame, and reality came crashing back. I was in a motel room with three men I’d known for just a few hours. I’d kissed one and another had just rubbed me off like I was some prom date in the backseat of a car.
“Bee?”
I looked over at Tyler and Randy. I could read their hunger. After all, Tyler had been the one to kiss me.
I blinked, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious. “Excuse me guys, I… I’m going to go to my room now.”
Before they could say anything, I rushed through the connecting door, not trusting myself. I had never done anything like that, and my thoughts were ablaze with contradictions.
I needed a moment to think. Just a moment.
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