by B. B. Hamel
Right now, nothing else matters to me. There’s just Emily. All of the complicated facets of our relationship, the jagged edges and the uncertainties, the odd way things have formed between me and her and everyone else, the unconventional weirdness of it all, everything smooths out, until there’s just the easy motion of the brush thrusting into her pussy, my tongue lapping at her clit, and the deep moans coming from her throat .
I reach up with one hand and tease her breasts, fucking her faster. Her moans go deeper, louder, and I know she’s close. I push harder, sucking and licking furiously, wanting to get her off, needing it so badly. I don’t think I’ve ever needed something quite so much. I have to bring her back to us .
She comes then, just as I think it. Her whole body stiffens, tightens, tenses, relaxes, over and over in waves as she comes. I savor it, tasting her, fucking her with the brush. And slowly, the orgasm finishes, and the last bits of it twitching away in her extremities, her hands laced through my hair and gripping hard .
I slowly pull the brush away .
“I can see why it’s lucky,” she says, smiling, laughter on her lips .
I grin and kiss her. I let the kiss linger, longer than I normally would, just because it feels so comfortable .
“You don’t have to hide from us,” I whisper to her. “You really don’t .”
She looks away, but there’s still a smile on her lips .
She doesn’t have to answer. I move her over and slide in behind, wrapping my arms around her and spooning her like that from behind. I hold her tight, kissing her neck, inhaling her scent from her hair. We watch the rest of the movie, and it’s the best hour of my life so far .
15
Emily
T hunder rolls in the distance, low and suggestive .
“News says it’ll be bad .”
I lean up against the kitchen counter, frowning and sipping a seltzer. “How bad?” I ask .
Aiden shrugs. “Can’t say. But pretty bad .”
“Shit,” Henry says. “Bad thing about waterfront properties is, they flood .”
“It’s not gonna flood,” Carter says. “Can’t get that bad .”
“It could,” Aiden says softly, shrugging. “We’ll deal with it if it does .”
I have to admit, I feel a little afraid, but I glance at James and he smiles at me. I can read the unspoken comment in his eyes: stop pulling away, Emily. Give yourself to us .
And I want to do it. He has no clue how badly I want that. I’ve been obsessing about what the Russian girl said to me the night of the luau while trying to rectify my behavior with my burgeoning relationship with Henry .
He offered to help me. I mean, I don’t think I’ll take him up on it, but he offered to do something very nice for me. I don’t care if that never happens, but I do care about living up to him. The way I see it, if he’s going to be a better brother, I have to be a better sister, and that means no more lying .
But James showed me something. I can lie to Henry and pretend like I’m not involved with his five friends, or I can lie to myself and pretend like I don’t want to be .
But I do want to be, so badly it almost hurts. I can still feel James’s hands on my skin, practically pleading with me to come back to them with every stroke of his brush .
And then there’s the drawing he did. I don’t think I’ve ever looked so beautiful, so vulnerable. I can’t believe he sees me that way, but I think it’s true. I think they all see me like that. Beautiful, idealized, perfect, fragile, worthwhile. I don’t think I’ve ever seen myself that way. I’ve always assumed that I was a little plain, a little simple, but the drawing makes me think otherwise .
I have it rolled up tight, safe under my bed. I keep taking it out and looking at it, although he only drew it a couple days ago .
More thunder in the distance. “We should hunker down for the night,” Daniel says .
“I’ll call to cancel,” Henry grumbles. We have a party planned for a few hours .
“Could be an end of the world party,” Ryan says, grinning .
Henry sighs. “I don’t want everyone staying over.” He wanders off to his room to call the caterers, the DJ, the guests, and whoever else he calls .
I watch the guys as they gather around the TV, watching the weatherman talk about the storm front rolling in. James sidles up next to me and I look up with surprise when he speaks .
“What do you think?” he asks softly. “Still afraid ?”
“No,” I say. “Storms don’t bother me .”
He grins. “That’s not what I meant .”
I go to answer but he’s already joining the rest of the guys. I stand in the kitchen, staring at the group of them, biting my lip, trying to decide .
I could just go hide in my room. But the way they laugh and joke, how comfortable they all are with each other… That’s what I’m missing. I need that feeling .
I walk over to them a little tentatively. Aiden spots me standing at the edge of the group. “Come here, Emily,” he says. “What do you think about this ?”
I wander over and the guys all accept me into their midst like it’s nothing. Aiden draws me into a conversation with Carter and Ryan about the coming storm, trying to get me to weigh in .
Mostly, I sit back and smile, watching them talk and laugh with each other. It feels good, being part of this little group. Every guy keeps looking at me, flirting with me casually, making me feel so special. It’s an addictive feeling. I know that the longer I stay here, in the middle of them all, the harder it’ll be to pull away .
Henry comes back not long later. “That’s done,” he says. “Now, who wants to play some pool ?”
Daniel shrugs. “I’ll play. Anyone else ?”
James stands up. “I’ll get winner.” Thunder underscores his comment .
Henry laughs. “We better hurry before we lose power. If it does go out, candles are in the pantry .”
“Got it, boss,” Aiden says .
Daniel, Henry, and James all head off to the pool room. I’m alone in the living room with Aiden, Carter, and Ryan as they keep arguing about what we should do .
“I say we go outside, get some sandbags out around the pool, and wait this out,” Ryan says .
“Sandbags?” Carter asks. “Are you serious ?”
“No, I’m not serious,” Ryan answers, laughing. “What’s this conversation even about ?”
“The stupid storm,” Aiden says .
“It’s gonna be nothing,” Ryan says. “Some lightning, some thunder .”
“But this close to the ocean…” Carter trails off .
“You guys are such big babies,” I blurt out .
All three guys stare at me. Aiden bursts out laughing .
“She’s got a point,” Carter says .
“I mean, it’s just a storm. And look at this place.” I gesture at the house. “It’s a prime storm house .”
“How’s that?” Ryan asks .
Aiden answers for me. “Glass,” he says .
“Right. Lots of glass.” Suddenly, I have an idea. “And where’s there the most glass ?”
Aiden grins immediately. “I think you’re onto something here, Emily .”
“What?” Ryan asks .
Carter laughs. “Come on, let’s go .”
I stand and follow Aiden and Carter. Ryan gets up and follows. “Seriously, where are we going ?”
We head upstairs, and then upstairs again. There are three floors in this mansion, which I found out about recently. There’s not much up on the third floor, and it’s smaller than the other floors because it’s only the very top of one part of the structure. At the top of the steps, there’s a couple extra rooms that Henry’s using for storage, and one last door up ahead .
Carter goes in first. He doesn’t bother with the light. We all pile in and look around .
“What is this supposed to be?” Ryan asks .
Aiden shrugs a little. “Sunroom? Greenroom? Hard to say .”
/> It’s a relatively small space tucked into the upper corner of the house. One whole wall and the roof are entirely glass, and it faces the ocean. It must have been built for the view, but Henry clearly never uses it. The room is empty, just bare hardwood floors .
“I’ll be right back,” Carter says, quickly leaving and heading back downstairs .
Aiden walks to the glass. “Look at that,” he says. The ocean is churning, waves breaking hard against the surf. “Gorgeous, right ?”
Flash of lightning, more thunder. “Storm’s closer,” I say .
“Yeah, it is.” He grins at me. “It’s gonna be really cool in here .”
“You’re not kidding.” Ryan stands at the window. “Why wouldn’t Henry use this ?”
“Who knows,” I say. “He’s not exactly into natural views, is he ?”
“No, not at all,” Aiden says. “He’s probably rather cover up those windows and put a TV in the corner .”
“And an Xbox,” I say .
“Of course. Can’t forget the gaming.” Aiden sighs. “I love your brother, but man, he really is missing out sometimes .”
We stand together watching the lightning strike over the ocean. The rain starts a minute later, pattering against the windows on the ceiling. We don’t say anything, but it’s incredibly comfortable standing there with Aiden and Ryan. I watch the water roil down below, the rain making a nice, easy rhythm on the windows, the thunder rolling in knee-shaking rumbles .
“How’s it going up here?” Carter appears at the top of the stairs, something bundled up in his arms .
“What’s that?” I ask him .
He comes into the room, a grin on his face, and throws down the bundle. I realize it’s a bunch of blankets and pillows. He crouches down and picks up some candles .
“You’re a genius,” I say, laughing .
“I get that a lot.” He smiles, though, clearly pleased with my compliment .
Carter gets to work setting up the candles while Aiden, Ryan, and I lay out the blankets and pillows. We create a surprisingly comfortable nest as the room slowly fills with orange candlelight .
“Not too much,” Carter says. “Otherwise, we won’t be able to see .”
We get down in the nest, all four of us easily spreading out. The candles do obscure the outside just a bit, but we can still see the ocean out there, getting rougher and rougher as the lightning comes closer, striking the water .
“What happens when lightning hits ocean?” I ask out loud .
“It electrocutes the fish,” Carter says .
Aiden looks at him. “Seriously ?”
“Seriously,” he confirms. “Not all the way down, obviously. Anything near the surface though?” He makes a face. “Fried .”
“That’s pretty awful,” I say .
He shrugs. “It’s actually kind of neat. The lightning hits the water, and the electricity spreads out over the surface like a membrane. Eventually it just dissipates .”
“Poor fish,” I say .
“It’s actually not common,” he adds. “Lightning strikes land more often than water .”
“Why?” Ryan asks him .
“I don’t know,” Carter admits .
“Finally, something you don’t know,” Aiden says .
I laugh as the three of them start bickering about who knows more. I just lie back on my pillows, enjoying the view .
A surprisingly loud thunder blast shakes the whole house. The guys go quiet and we all stare out the windows, watching the lightning flash .
“That was close,” Carter says after a bit. “I think we’re in the middle of it now .”
Ryan reaches out and casually shuts the door to the room we’re in. I glance at him but I don’t think anything of it. He blows out one of the candles, making the room a bit darker, but the view outside a bit better .
I feel someone touch my hand. I blink, a little surprised. Carter smiles at me and squeezes my hand .
And in that moment, I know I have a choice. All three guys are looking at me, almost as if they discussed this ahead of time. It happens so naturally, one second they’re laughing and joking, and the next they’re all looking at me with a single thing on their minds .
They want me, right here and now. And I can’t pretend like I don’t feel the same .
I have to choose. I can get up and leave right now, walk away from them, keep building the distance I’ve been cultivating over the last week. Or I can give in and let them have me the way I so desperately want them to .
I bite my lip. I let James do it. I let him touch me, and it felt so good. And that was just one of them. Now I have three of these men, some of the smartest, most attractive, kindest men I’ve ever known, and they’re all looking at me. We all know what can happen now, if I let it .
I have to choose. I know I have to choose. I can’t keep pretending like there’s nothing here, when we all know this is everything .
I lean toward Carter. He moves toward me. I tilt my head up. And I kiss him .
I fall into the kiss so easily. The other men don’t say anything. I pull back from Carter after a second and I turn to my other side, kissing Ryan. He pulls me tighter, hand in my hair .
I feel Aiden come up behind me. I pull back from Ryan, twisting back to meet Aiden, kissing him too. I feel hands on my body, although I don’t know who’s touching me. The hem of my shirt is slowly sliding up my chest and I let it .
Aiden helps pull it up and off. Ryan kisses my chest as I kiss Aiden, and Carter goes down to my feet, moving up to unbutton my shorts. He pulls them off of me, multiple sets of hands just making my clothes disappear .
Seconds later, I’m wearing nothing but my panties. I don’t even know how it happened, but I’m kissing Carter, and Aiden’s hands are on my breasts. I open my eyes and I see Ryan spread my legs open, kissing up my thighs .
I moan into Carter’s kiss as Ryan’s mouth finds my pussy. He teases me overtop my panties, getting me even wetter than I already am. Thunder rolls around the house, shaking the windows, but pleasure’s building in me too much to risk stopping .
Ryan strips off my panties as I move to Aiden, kissing him. Carter’s lips find my chest, teasing my nipples, as Ryan’s tongue laps at my clit and Aiden’s tongue massages my own. I moan into Aiden’s mouth as Ryan sucks and licks my pussy. I start to grind my hips against Ryan’s mouth, needing the pleasure, greedy for all three men, practically losing my mind .
“Is this what you’ve been running from?” Carter whispers in my ear. “Is this what you’ve been afraid of ?”
Lightning tears across the sky. “Maybe,” I gasp as Aiden pulls away. He teases my breasts as Carter kisses my neck .
“You don’t have to be afraid,” Aiden says .
“Not at all,” Carter agrees .
Ryan presses his fingers deep inside of my pussy. “Maybe just a little afraid.” He smirks up at me and the guys chuckle .
“I don’t know,” I say, moaning as Ryan slides his fingers in and out. “I’m afraid… of ruining things …”
I gasp as Ryan’s fingers press deep inside of me. Aiden moves away from me and slowly slides his pants off. “You’re not going to ruin anything. How can something so natural ruin anything ?”
“I don’t know,” I groan. Ryan’s tongue feels so good .
“Let me get some of that,” Carter says, swapping with Ryan .
“By all means,” Ryan says. He moves up, swapping with Carter. He slowly takes his pants off, and soon I have two hot men in just their boxer briefs, a third between my legs. Carter’s tongue feels different as he sucks and massages my pussy and clit, licking me in different patterns, but it’s shockingly good .
“Come here,” Aiden says softly, angling my face toward him. I reach out and find the outline of his hard cock as he kisses me again. I tug at his briefs and he smirks before moving back away, pulling them off .
I kiss Ryan as Aiden undresses. When Aiden’s done, I move back to him and stroke his
cock while Carter sucks my pussy and Ryan takes his boxer briefs off .
Soon I have Aiden’s cock in my hand, I’m kissing Ryan as Carter licks my pussy, and I don’t know how long I can handle this .
“Come here,” Ryan says. I lean forward and take his cock between my lips and start to suck him .
“Fuck,” he groans .
“Right?” Aiden asks, grinning. “Perfect fucking mouth .”
“She knows what she’s doing,” Ryan grunts. “Fucking hell.” I slide down deeper, taking him into my throat. Carter’s tongue and lips keep sucking and licking my pussy .
I turn away from Ryan and take Aiden into my mouth. He grunts as I suck him fast, losing myself in the moment. All thoughts of anything else completely leave me as thunder rolls again, this time shaking the windows .
Carter pulls back and I sit up, taking Ryan’s cock in my hand as I suck Aiden’s. Carter undresses in front of me, his cock long and straight. He strokes himself and joins the other guys .
I take his cock in my mouth, sucking the third one, stroking the other two .
He groans. “Shit, boys,” he says. “This is what I’ve been needing .”
Aiden grunts. “But I think we can do better .”
“We can?” Ryan asks. “Looks good to me. I mean, those fucking breasts are perfect .”
“And that ass,” Carter agrees .”
“No, no, I mean with her,” Aiden says .
I gag slightly on Carter’s big dick and pull back. “How?” I ask, panting .
“Get on your hands and knees,” Aiden says .
The other two guys grin and step back. I obey him, turning around so he can see my dripping pussy. He gets behind me, teasing me with his thick cock .
He grabs my hair and pulls my head back. “Tell Ryan and Carter how badly you want me to fuck you .”
I blush and lock eyes with the other two men. “I need it,” I whisper .
“Tell them you’re filthy. Tell them how wet you are .”