Shrugging the straps from her shoulders, I watch, mouth dry, as the dress peels down to her hips. I unfasten my pants, unzipping them, to relieve a little of the throbbing ache of my trapped cock.
A loud groan erupts from my throat as Joy pushes her dress over her hips, revealing the fact she’s not wearing any underwear. She steps out of her dress, still in her black spiked heels, and glances coyly over her shoulder.
“You dirty fucking minx,” Doug rasps beside me.
“You’ve been commando all night?” I ask as a knock sounds on the door.
Doug makes a growly sound and turns to go and answer it, but I can’t take my eyes off Joy. Her dark hair cascading over her shoulder, her toned curves and perfect ass. It takes every ounce of willpower to stay where I am and not close the distance between us.
“Fuck,” Aldo says on a breathy exhale as he steps into the room, already shrugging off his jacket.
There’s something even more erotic about the fact Joy’s in nothing but her heels while we’re all fully clothed, and my brain fills with static as I try to decide what to do next. I know I’m commanding in the bedroom. It’s become an unspoken thing between us that I call the shots, getting people into place. I like being in control. But right now, I’m stumped. All I can think about is how much I want to kiss the stunning woman in front of me—the woman I so nearly lost.
Whether it’s because of lust, the alcohol, or just my lovesick heart, I close the distance between us in a matter of strides, turning her and pulling her mouth to mine. She melts against me instantly, and I run my hands up and down her back, savoring the warmth of her skin beneath my fingertips.
I’ll never get enough of kissing Joy. The softness of her mouth, the gentleness of her tongue as it caresses mine, eager but sensual. I’m lost in it. Then hands pull at my shirt, exposing my shoulder and when teeth graze against the flesh there, I shiver at the feel of stubble, knowing it’s Doug behind me. I don’t break my kiss, my fingers sliding down to grip the soft flesh of Joy’s ass, as hands continue unbuttoning my shirt, roughly tugging it off my body.
When Joy trembles against me, moaning against my tongue, I open my eyes enough to find Aldo behind her, his mouth on her neck and his fingers teasing her breasts.
A large hand presses to my stomach, fingertips sliding beneath my boxer briefs, wrapping around my aching cock, and I groan loudly as Doug strokes me, his breath warm on my skin.
“Everyone naked,” I pant. “Now.”
Aldo chuckles softly, but does as he’s told, shrugging off his shirt and dropping his pants to the floor, his dick slapping against his stomach in a way that has my mouth watering. It’s probably due to the alcohol, but my head spins as I try to comprehend how the hell I got so damn lucky.
“On the bed, JoyJoy,” I say, the gruffness of my own voice surprising me. “On your back. Keep the shoes on.”
Shoving my own pants to the floor and kicking out of my shoes and socks, my heart hammers in my throat as Joy climbs onto the bed on her hands and knees. Maybe I’m being selfish tonight, but I don’t care. As soon as she lies down, I fall to my knees at the end of the bed and grab her ankles, tugging her toward me and spreading her wide.
“Fuck me,” Doug mutters behind me, and I look over my shoulder to find him naked and stroking his thick length. “Are you wet and ready for us, Little Minx?”
Before she can answer, Aldo climbs up beside her and sucks one of her nipples into his mouth. She arches on the bed, and I squeeze her calves, my dick aching for her.
Sliding my hands up her inner thighs, I drop her legs over my shoulders and press my face into her core, tasting her. My tongue laps its way eagerly to her clit, where I tease and suck until she’s writhing, her heels digging into my back.
Large hands grip my hips, lifting me, and the shift in position has my tongue fucking into Joy hard enough to make her cry out. Doug’s hands spread my cheeks and when his tongue laves against my hole, I groan, long and deep. Fuck, it feels amazing. I shift my weight, lifting a hand, and press two fingers into Joy. Her cry is muffled, and I raise my head to find Aldo straddling Joy, his cock in her mouth and his perfect ass in my face. I watch, transfixed, as Joy’s lips and tongue move around his slick length, her throat working to take as much of him as she can, and my dick throbs, heavy between my legs.
My mouth dry, I’m torn between watching my fingers fucking into her and her taking Aldo. It’s sensory overload as Doug’s hand closes around my dick while he fucks me with his tongue, and a string of curses fall from my lips. I’m going to come too soon at this rate.
“Fuck me,” I curse.
“No,” Doug says, his teeth grazing my ass cheek. “Fuck me.”
I swear I almost come on the spot.
“Joy comes first,” I pant, dropping my mouth back to her clit and sucking hard.
That’s all it takes, and her back arches, her pussy pulsing around my fingers as I stroke her walls.
“You clean?” I pant, looking over my shoulder at Doug.
He sits back on his heels and smirks. “Tested negative at the start of the year and everyone I’ve fucked since is in this room.”
“Good.”
Aldo’s moan pulls my focus back to where Joy is still trembling beneath him, but then Doug hoists me to my feet, and nudges me out of the way. He wastes no time, lining up his thick cock and pushing slowly inside Joy, his head falling back as he groans with pleasure.
“Lube?” I choke out.