I used my right hand to slide my fingers into my underwear and swirled my finger into the wetness that had built up. Then I pulled my hand up to show the guys how turned on I was.
“Fucking hell,” Kace whispered.
With a quick smirk their way, I held up the bracelet on my left wrist and stalled. “This is the most beautiful bracelet I have ever seen.”
“It's not just a bracelet,” Cam said, remaining still. “It's a playbook.”
My intake of breath was loud, making them almost leave their positions and head toward me. It was just a brief statement, but I remembered everything he told me about a playbook.
Past plays that worked, plays for the future, and the most important parts of the game.
I guess it was a playbook.
Our playbook.
I fell in love with them a little more at that moment and my body started, once again, buzzing with need for them.
“Kace?” I asked coyly, barely able to look him in the eye. I opened my legs wider and invited him in, wanting him to kneel in front of me and taste how wet I was for him.
He moved at the sound of his name and fell right where he knew I needed him. His hands pushed my knees apart, and he licked his lips as his gaze went from my eyes to between my legs.
“You are so fucking wet, baby. These panties are ruined.” He lowered his mouth over the lacy center and sucked at the fabric, making a sound so erotic, I started pulsing.
Cam was still in the spot he had been standing in, watching Kace as he started pulling my panties down my legs. Once they were off, he wrapped my legs around his neck and took his mouth back to me, licking gently before roughly pushing his tongue inside of me.
I tried suppressing my moans, keeping my eyes on Cam. Through his jeans, I could see how hard his cock was, but he wasn’t so much as twitching a muscle. A few months ago, they had promised me that if I told them not to touch me, they wouldn’t, and I was going to have to invite him before he would even dream of caving.
Those circumstances were different, but Cam was strong-willed, and used every chance he got to play games with me. That was why I called Kace first, because he was less likely to keep still, and one of them watching me with the other had been a turn on for me since the first time I asked for it.
“He feels so good,” I said to Cam, as Kace continued moving his mouth over my core. Cam’s eyes darkened a little, the only sign he gave me that I was making him crazy. “I love you,” I added, hoping it eased his pain.
His eyes only darkened more, his mouth never even coming close to moving so he could return the words back to me. He was a statue, watching his best friend bring me to the brink of coming and waiting his turn.
“What are you thinking?” I asked, urging him to talk to me.
“How I hope he’s skimming his teeth along your clit because I know you love it so much,” he said quickly.
I cried out as Kace heeded Cam’s words and took his teeth to the nerves of my clit but withdrew before he let me come. Cam smirked, knowing what Kace had just done, and started wiggling his fingers, more anxious than ever to join us.
Kace had moved to kissing my inner thigh and I reached down to run my fingers through his hair. The motion caused the straps of my dress to fall, and my nipples caught the cool air that surrounded us.
“Ali,” Cam warned, his strength beginning to wane. Cam was always so delicate and sensual, but not when he was driven to the brink. That was exactly where I wanted him, and he was so close.
“Lose your clothes, Cam.”
I had never seen a man undress as quickly as he did, and when he was done, he started moving forward to me before stopping himself.
“What were you gonna do?” I asked with a smile.
“Fuck your mouth,” he said matter of fact.
I nodded, “That is exactly what I want.”
He grabbed his cock while closing the gap between us. Before I could blink, his feet were pressing into the couch on either side of me as he held my head still and forced my jaw open. He pushed himself into my mouth, almost too hard, showing me how unhinged I made him.
Kace had backed away and from my peripheral, I could see him taking his clothes off as well. He started stroking himself as he watched Cam pump himself in and out of my mouth.
Tears sprang to my eyes every time Cam hit the back of my throat, but he never let up and I never stopped him. For as hard as it was to take all of him, it also made me feel like a fucking queen.