Dominic smiled as he leaned forward. “We haven’t done anything yet, Sugar.”
I licked my lips and shook my head. “No, of course not. Just being out with three men at once is…wild.”
Holden rested his hands on my thighs and ran his nose up the side of my neck. “Do you want more, Sugar?”
My gaze crashed into Barrett’s and I could see that he looked relaxed, except for his hands. His hands were balled on his knees and they were tight. Looking back into his gaze, I could tell that he was just as far gone as I was. The alcohol dulled the guilt I should’ve felt. Instead, all I felt was desire and a burning need to feel the touch of men.
“Yes.”
8
***SJ***
Holden’sfingersdippedintothe space where my thighs were pressed together and slowly pulled my legs open. My dress rolled up, allowing him to spread my thighs and hook my knees on either side of his legs. Completely stretched open for Dominic and Barrett to look at me, I swallowed and gripped Holden’s arms.
“Too much?”
I shook my head and slowly stroked his arms to calm myself down. “I’ve never…it’s always been under the sheets with the lights off.”
Dominic scowled. “That’s a fucking shame. Your body deserves to be watched and memorized. Especially when it’s twisting in pleasure.”
Holden’s hands stroked my inner thighs, working higher and higher. Nuzzling into my neck, he whispered so only I could hear him. “Do you want to let him see you twist in pleasure?”
I nodded. Any idea I’d had that I would be going home that night to pleasure myself in my own bed was blown to shreds. I wasn’t sad about it, either. I wanted them touching me. I knew it was probably a bad idea, but I made a deal with myself to clean up the pieces the next day. For that moment, I wanted to lose myself in them.
“I’ve wanted to feel you since I saw you walking up to our table. You’re fucking stunning, Sugar.” Holden nipped my ear before cupping my sex over my panties. When I gasped, he groaned against my sensitive skin. “You’re wet. Drenched. How long have you been like this?”
I wiggled against his hand and gripped the front of my dress in my fists, unsure of what to do with them but desperate to grip something. “All night.”
Barrett sat forward, drawing my eyes to him. His face was pinched with intensity and as he rested his elbows on his knees, I could see how tightly his body was coiled. “Since when?”
“Since I sat down with you. Or maybe before. When Dominic looked at me. I don’t know.” I dropped my head back as Holden ran his fingers along the edge of my panties, stroking the tender skin at the base of my thigh. He was so close to where I needed him. “I need more.”
“Wait.” Dominic’s stern command made my body freeze, and when I opened my eyes he was standing over me. Gripping my chin, he held my gaze. “You’ve been drinking, Sugar. Are you sure this is what you want?”
I turned my face into his hand and nodded. “Yes, please.”
“What have you done before?” He pushed one side of my dress off my shoulder and down my arm. “In detail.”
Embarrassment threatened to strangle the words before they could come out, but I could see by the look on Dominic’s face that I wasn’t getting anything if I didn’t tell him what he wanted to know. “I’ve had sex. With three different guys.”
“What kind of sex?” When he saw my confusion, he knelt next to me. “Missionary? Did they fuck you from behind? Did they ever fuck your sweet little ass? Did you let them fuck your mouth? Did they devour this pussy for all three meals, for days on end?”
I let out a whimper of need and squeezed my eyes shut. “Missionary. I’ve given blow jobs. My fiancé didn’t go down on me.”
Dominic growled and I somehow knew it was a command to open my eyes and look at him. When I did, he ran his thumb over my lips and gently pressed it into my mouth. “Suck.”
I did as he said and twirled my tongue over the tip of his thumb, wanting to please him.
“Is that what you want, Sugar? Missionary?” When I shook my head, he popped his thumb free and moved it into my panties. He focused his thumb over my clit and made lazy circles. “You want us? All three of us?”
I arched my back and nodded. “Yes!”
“You want to give yourself to us? Let us fuck you right here and now?”
I nodded again.
“Say it, Sugar.” He leaned in closer. “I can feel how wet your pussy is. My thumb is slippery with your wetness. Barrett and Holden can’t feel you yet, though. You’ll have to let them know that you want them.”