Cole and Sawyer sidle up on either side of me while Travis continues fucking me with his fingers, and from the corner of my eye I see Asher leaning against the far wall with his hand in his jeans, slowly stroking himself while he watches the show.
One of Sawyer's hands glides up and under my tank top while Cole grabs for my hair and pulls it back enough to expose the length of my neck. He's immediately on me, creating a trail of kisses all the way up to my ear where he whispers, "I can smell how much you want us, Briar."
He bites on my earlobe just as Travis grinds his palm against my clit. I try to be as quiet as humanly possible while rushing toward my orgasm, hoping that working this hard to stay quiet is worth it.
My breaths increase and, as if he knows I’m close, Travis stops his movements, drawing a whine from me.
"I told you not to push me earlier, baby. Now you get to pay for being bad." Travis’s eyes light up as he utters the words, and I swear I want to throw a fully fledged tantrum as everyone but Travis removes their hands from me.
Just when I’ve started coming back down from the edge, he starts again, fucking me slowly this time, but every moment is an almost painful bliss because I know his game now. I try not to succumb to how good it feels, especially when there’s every chance we could get caught, but it's impossible.
The elevator dings, announcing our arrival on our floor, and Travis relents his beautiful torture, pushing his fingers into my mouth. He raises an eyebrow when I groan once more at my lack of release. "Lick them clean, Briar."
My eyes widen, but I do as I’m told while Asher holds the doors open. How no one else got on as we ascended is beyond me, but I’m not questioning my luck—or lack of it, depending on how you look at it.
I straighten my top and skirt and head out of the elevator at Travis’ insistence, following them down the hall to our room.
Once the door locks behind me, Travis ushers me further into the room and the four of them look at me like they’re going to devour me.
I bite my lip as my gaze bounces from one of them to the next. "So, this is going to happen, huh?"
I clench my thighs together at the thought of having all four of them at once. Apprehension shoots through me, but when Asher moves toward me and cups my cheek in his hand, stroking a finger from his other down my throat, a shudder rushes down my body and all nerves disappear. "Do you want this to happen?"
I press my lips together and nod once, but that is all they need. Travis moves to stand at my back and wraps his hand in my ponytail, pulling on my hair so my head is tilted back to look at him, leaving my throat exposed. "I knew you’d be a good girl, eventually."
Goosebumps erupt over my skin at his words and Asher responds by pressing his lips against the sensitive skin of my exposed throat.
I barely look around at the huge room because all I can actually see are these four men whose eyes are focused only on me. As Asher continues raining kisses down my neck, Cole and Sawyer undress me like I'm their own personal little fuck doll. My skirt, then my tank go flying before my panties are ripped off my body and my bra disappears too.
"Hey!" I don't get another word out as Travis' mouth assaults me in the most delicious of ways. I'm putty in their hands, my knees barely able to keep me standing.
Slapping both hands on my ass, Travis picks me up like I weigh nothing and backs me up to the giant bed just before Asher steps out of the way.
Gently, he places me on the mattress and all four pairs of eyes are on me. Watching, assessing, calculating.
Rising up onto my elbows, I look each one in the eyes before I speak. "So, who's going to be the first one to make me come?"
"That's not the challenge, Sunshine. The real question is—" Sawyer gets cut off by Cole, who's already reaching back and pulling his t-shirt off.
"Who's going to be thelastone to make you come?"
While Travis and Sawyer disappear into the next room, Cole is quick to get naked, walking around the bed with his huge dick on display for me.
"Hungry?"
His question makes me smirk. "Always."
Straddling my chest, he places his big hand on my throat and painstakingly slowly feeds me his hard cock. I crave every single inch of him as he adds just enough pressure at my neck and his cock slides down my throat. He hisses, his eyes fixed on mine. "Such a good girl."
My focus is pulled for a second when Asher plants his hands on my thighs and opens me up to suck on my clit. I moan around the thick length in my mouth.
Cole clenches his jaw, his hand tightening around my throat. "Do that again."
At first I think he's talking to me, but when Asher sucks me again, I realize he's not talking to me at all.
Water running in the next room registers at the back of my mind. The bath, I'm guessing, as Travis and Sawyer's murmured words echo against the tiles. Everything comes right back into focus as my lips bump against Cole's groin and he slowly grinds against me, one arm out and holding his weight while he increases the pressure against the side of my neck.
"That's it, Gorgeous, swallow my dick." I'm trying, but Asher's mouth is doing insane things to me as he licks up and down my slit, fucking me with his fingers before alternating sucking on my swollen nub.