by Lisa Bilbrey
Placing a hand on Sadie’s arm, Elle drew her lover’s attention and gave the beautiful woman a seductive smile. “To Reid Williams Designs,” she cooed, holding her glass up. “We’re moving up in the business, lover. I can feel it.”
“Only because you’re brilliant.” Sadie smiled, tapping her glass against Elle’s. “Sweetie, the way you handled yourself with that man was astonishing.”
“I was scared shitless,” Elle admitted.
“Well, you didn’t seem scared. In fact, I found it incredibly sexy,” she said, finishing off her drink and setting her empty glass on the table. “Let’s go dance. I need to feel your body against mine.”
Elle drank the rest of her drink before placing her empty glass down and following Sadie out onto the dance floor. The rhythm belting out of the speakers was slow and sensual, just the type they liked to dance to. Sadie slid her arms around Elle’s waist and pulled her until their bodies were flush against each other’s. Elle dragged her hands up Sadie’s arms, smirking when she felt her lover shiver from her touch. Wrapping her arms around Sadie’s shoulders, the women began to move their hips together, moaning at the delicious friction.
“I love the way you feel,” Sadie purred, sliding a hand down and grabbing Elle’s ass.
“Lover,” she moaned, capturing Sadie’s lips in a deep kiss.
Elle slipped her tongue into Sadie’s mouth, teasing her with shallow strokes. Sadie tightened her grip on her ass, causing her to groan. She knew just how to manipulate Elle, keeping her on the edge with a simple touch. Panting, Elle broke their kiss and kept her eyes locked on Sadie’s as they danced. They ignored the horde of people around them, not caring that they were watching the women kiss and touch.
As the song changed from a slow, sensual beat to a fast, more intense collaboration, Elle shifted so that she was standing behind Sadie, her hands on her hips as she ground against her. The moans and groans trickling from Sadie’s mouth spurned Elle on, encouraging her to keep touching her, to keep loving her. It was in those moments, when they were lovers and not just friends, that Elle felt content with her life.
After dancing through a few songs, they headed back to their table, motioning to one of the waitresses and asking for a new drink. Tina, a short woman with blond hair, came back a few minutes later and placed two apple martinis on the table in front of them, but waved Elle off when she attempted to pay.
“The gentlemen at the bar bought these for you,” Tina stated, gesturing over her shoulder.
Elle peered around her, managing to stifle her gasp when she saw the men in question.
The first of the two was tall, and even though he was leaning against the bar stool, she could tell he was close to six and a half feet. He had wide shoulders, smooth caramel skin, silky jet black hair that just begged to be pulled, and dark, sensual eyes.
The other man wasn’t as tall as his friend, but Elle knew he was still over six foot. He had wavy blond hair, and blue eyes that were so dark, they almost looked grey. They were gorgeous.
The two men smiled at each other before they stood up and started walking toward Elle and Sadie. Tina smirked before she moved on to another table.
The men stopped in front of them.
“May we join you?” the first one asked.
“Sure,” Sadie said, using her foot to push one of the chairs out.
The men laughed and sat down, the first one across from Sadie while the other took the chair across from Elle.
For several moments the four of them just stared at each other, allowing the ambiance inside the club to fill the pause. Elle had never been comfortable when men would hit on her while she and Sadie were at the club. Most of the time, they’d give the men a polite smile and rebuff their advances before they had a chance to make their move, but for a reason that Elle couldn’t explain, she didn’t want to snub these two.
Finally, the first man smiled. “I’m Derek. This is Callum.”
“Nice to meet you, Derek and Callum.” Sadie smirked as she leaned up on her elbow and batted her lashes at the two men sitting across from them. “I’m Sadie. This is Elle.”
“Sadie and Elle,” Callum murmured, almost like he was savoring the sounds of their names as they rolled off the tip of his tongue. “Beautiful names for two gorgeous ladies.”
Elle couldn’t stop the smile that tugged on the corners of her lips. “That was cheesy. I mean, seriously? That’s the best pick up line you could come up with?”
Even though Sadie’s eyes flew open and Derek groaned, Callum laughed. “It was, wasn’t it? Sorry, I don’t know what came over me.”
“That’s okay.” Elle shrugged her shoulders and picked up her drink. “It’s not the worst line we’ve heard.”
“No shit,” Sadie scoffed. “There have been some pretty lame attempts to gain our attention.”
“Like what?” Derek asked.
“Oh, let’s see.” Pausing, she placed her finger on her lips, and Elle noticed the way Derek and Callum’s eyes dropped to her mouth. “There are the usual ‘are you from Tennessee? Because you’re the only ten I see’ and ‘what do you say to breakfast at my place?’ — those never work. But I think the worst one was the guy who asked us to mother his children so he could have a memento of meeting us.”
“Oh, damn, that is bad,” Callum snickered, tilting his beer in Elle’s direction. “Good thing I didn’t lead with that one, huh?”
“Yep.” Elle smirked, picked up her drink, and held it toward him. “Thanks for the drink, by the way. How’d you know we were drinking apple martinis?”
“We bribed the bartender,” he replied with honesty.
From the corner of her eye, Elle noticed that Sadie and Derek kept peeking at each other, smiling, and then turning away. Even with the darkness of the club, she could see the pink tint to Sadie’s cheeks, which surprised her. Sadie wasn’t a blusher, nor had she ever looked at a man the way she was Derek.
Elle sipped her drink while shifting her attention to Callum. “Hmm, might need to have a word with Frankie.”
“Now, don’t blame him,” Callum said, leaning forward and placing his empty beer bottle on the table. “He wasn’t easy to bribe. I had to offer him quite the deal.”
“Oh?” Sadie asked, causing Callum to look over at her. “And what was that?”
Though she had asked Callum, it was Derek who confessed the cost of their arrangement. “A couple hundred bucks, and the promise not to tell you. Guess we fucked up on that one.”
“Why would you pay him two hundred dollars just to find out what we were drinking?” Sadie asked, turning her attention to Derek.
He smiled and winked at her. “Because the chase is almost as much fun as the catch.”
“And we’re the catch?” she inquired.
“Certainly hope so,” he murmured. Pushing away from the table, Derek held his hand out to Sadie. “Want to dance?”
Smirking, Sadie looked over at Elle, raising an eyebrow in silent question. The women had been friends long enough that they could read each other with ease, so Elle nodded her head at the silent question. Sadie turned back to Derek and shook her head. “I’d rather the four of us go back to our place and spend the rest of the night fucking. What do you say? Want to be our lovers tonight?”
Derek and Callum’s eyes flew open, but they were both quick to nod their agreement.
Less than five minutes later, Sadie and Elle were leading them toward their apartment. Sadie was driving with one hand on the wheel, and the other joined with Elle’s.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Sadie asked, keeping her eyes on the road as they made the trip back to their building.
“To be honest, no,” Elle admitted. “But at the same time, yes. That doesn’t make sense, does it?”
“No,” Sadie laughed. “I just … it’s been a while for you. Not since him. I don’t want you to feel like I’m pressuring you into this. If you’re not ready, I’ll tell them to fuck off, baby. Just say the wor
d.”
“No,” Elle blurted out. “I’m okay. Just don’t leave me alone. Promise?”
“I promise.” Sadie brought Elle’s hand up to her lips, placing a kiss on her palm.
Elle understood her concerns. Neither woman was the type to make such a leap, but there was something about Derek and Callum that excited Elle. Besides, she and Sadie had wanted to celebrate landing a huge account, and what better way than to take two gorgeous men back to their apartment and having their wicked way with them. They probably wouldn’t be anything more than a one-night stand, but Elle would enjoy every minute of being with the three of them.
Sadie parked in her usual space and she and Elle climbed out, motioning for Derek to take the spot next to her car. In a heartbeat, Derek and Callum were following them up the back steps. Elle unlocked the door to their apartment, dropping her keys on a small oak table and led them inside.
“Can I get you a drink?” she asked, looking over her shoulder at Sadie, Derek, and Callum.
“Some wine,” Sadie said with a smile. She turned to the men behind her. “For you? We have wine, beer, sodas, or whatever you want.”
“Wine’s fine,” Callum told her, returning her smile with one of his own. “Nice place. You two live here together?”
“Yes,” Sadie replied, kicking off her heels. “Ever since our second year at Berkeley.”
“We ditched the dorms as soon as we could,” Elle added, coming out of the kitchen with a bottle of wine in one hand and four glasses in the other. She placed the glasses on the coffee table and held the bottle out to Derek. “Be a sweetheart and open this for me?”
“Sure.” Derek smirked as he twisted the top off the bottle and held it back out to her.
“Thanks.” Elle winked at him before taking it out of his hands and poured them each a glass. Placing the bottle on the table, she picked up the glasses, handing them each one. The two drinks she’d had at the club, plus the anticipation of what was to come, so to speak, had her feeling bold and before she could stop herself, she was saying, “To an evening filled with fun and lots of orgasms.”
“Indeed,” Sadie murmured, before taking a sip. Swaying her hips, she moved so that she was standing behind Elle and slid her arm around her waist so that her hand was resting just under her breast. “Sweetie, I think they watched us dance and saw you kiss me.”
“Hmm,” Elle moaned, pressing herself against her. “I think they did, too. Even more, I think they liked watching me kiss you.”
“We did,” Callum admitted.
Turning in Sadie’s arms, Elle pressed her lips against hers while allowing her free hand to wander over the woman’s body. Gripping the small, spaghetti straps keeping Sadie’s dress up, Elle pulled them one at a time, hearing the fabric rip.
Sadie gasped as Elle kissed along her neck. “Fuck, Elle! I love this dress.”
“I love this dress better when it’s pooled at your feet, lover,” she cooed, working the dress down her body until Sadie stood naked. Elle loved Sadie’s breasts; they were full, just enough for her to take in her hand without being too much. Her nipples were hard, begging for Elle to wrap her lips around the pointed peaks. Her gaze drifted down Sadie’s body, moaning when saw her lover without panties. Elle lifted an eyebrow in question.
Sadie smirked. “The dress was too tight. Couldn’t have any lines, could I?”
“Damn, you’re hot,” Derek groaned, causing Sadie and Elle to look over at him.
He and Callum were standing two feet away from them, hands massaging the covered budges in their pants. Elle licked her lips at the thought of tasting either of them on her tongue. Letting a grin spread over her lips, she took a step away from Sadie and grabbed the bottom of her top, pulling it off and letting it drop to the floor. Derek and Callum’s eyes drifted to her bare breasts, and both men moaned.
Her breasts weren’t as big as Sadie’s, but Elle couldn’t complain, and Sadie never seemed to have had a problem with them, either. Sadie laughed as she gripped the front of Elle’s skirt, giving it swift tug and causing it to slip over her hips and pool at her feet. With just a black, lace thong on, Elle placed one hand on her hip and lifted her other hand in the air, beckoning the men toward her and Sadie with a twitch of her finger.
Faster than she thought possible, Derek and Callum were standing in front of her, shirts ripped open and their pants undone. Callum pulled Elle into his arms, finding her lips while his hands roamed over her body. She moaned into his mouth when he palmed her ass, lifting her off of her feet. She wrapped her legs around him, barely able to gesture for him to take her into her bedroom before he was kissing her again.
Callum laid her on the bed, leaned backward, and ripped the remains of his shirt off before tossing it onto the floor. Derek was positioned on the bed next to Elle while Sadie feasted on his shaft, letting him slide in and out of her eager mouth. Elle loved watching her lover suck cock, the image caused her to shiver in anticipation.
“They’re fucking hot, aren’t they?” Callum murmured, drawing her attention back to him. He unstrapped her shoes, tossing them over his shoulder.
Elle nodded. “You have too many clothes on.”
“I do, don’t I?” Callum gripped the front of his pants and shoved them down his long legs. His cock bounced against his taut stomach, long and hard. Elle shifted so that she was on her hands and knees. Leaning forward, she curved her tongue around the tip. Callum’s hand flew into her hair, gripping her brown locks and a throaty “Fuck” erupted from his throat.
“So good, baby,” Elle murmured, before licking the length of his cock again.
Her lips parted she slid him into her mouth. She moaned, causing him to cry out. A pair of hands slid up her thighs until they reached her hips. Gripping the sides of her thong, the person touching her slipped them down her thighs. Elle lifted one knee at a time, allowing them to remove them completely. Then, they lifted one leg while shifting her over on the bed. Elle pulled herself off of Callum’s cock just long enough to see Derek between her legs. He winked at her as he snaked his tongue out of his mouth and licked her pussy. Moaning again, she ground herself against his mouth while turning her attention back to the man in front of her.
Callum’s hand tightened in her hair as he thrust his hips toward her, causing his cock to slide further into her mouth. Bringing one hand up, she wrapped it around the base of the thick shaft, massaging him as he glided between her lips and delved into her throat.
“Fuck, baby, I’m close,” Callum grunted, pulling on her hair.
Elle wanted nothing more than for him to release in her mouth, but Callum pulled his cock out and pushed her onto the bed so that she was on her back with her legs spread open for him. Derek leaned over and kissed Elle. She could taste herself on his tongue and lips, a sensation that she’d always enjoyed when she was with Sadie, and Derek wasn’t any different. She brought her hand up and wove her fingers through his hair. When Derek growled, Elle broke their kiss and looked over to see Sadie lowering herself on his hard length, noting that the stack of condoms on the bed.
Smirking, Elle grabbed one and turned back to Callum. He was watching their friends with hooded eyes, while stroking himself with one hand and using the other to fondle Elle. His fingers curled up inside of her, and she gasped. Not many men knew how to touch a woman with such finesse. When she brought the foil wrapper to her lips and ripped it open, Callum snapped his eyes down to her, a smile spreading over his face. Elle leaned up and pushed his hand off his cock, rolling on the condom before he could say anything.
Then, turning so that she was on her hands and knees, she looked over her shoulder and said, “Take me, lover.”
Callum’s jaw tightened as he grabbed Elle’s hips and sheathed himself inside of her in one, swift thrust. She cried out from the mixture of the force in which he filled her and the feeling of him inside of her. Sadie wove her fingers into Elle’s hair, pulled her head up and back, and leaned down to kiss her. Derek and Callum moaned, quic
kening their pace inside the women.
“Damn, that’s sexy,” Derek murmured, sliding his hands up Sadie’s legs and thrusting his hips upward, meeting her downward motions.
“She’s amazing,” Elle hissed, curving her fingers around the blanket beneath her. She could feel her release coming, and though she wanted to hold off, she couldn’t stop herself from climaxing. “Oh, fuck!”
Next to her, Elle heard Sadie and Derek cry out as they came together, falling onto the bed and wrapping their arms around each other.
Callum was panting, his fingers digging into Elle’s skin. It was almost painful, but she loved the way he held her, the way he filled her every time he entered her again. It had been too long since she’d felt a man inside of her, and Elle had missed the connection more than she realized. Biting her lip, she looked over her shoulder at Callum. He met her eyes, his jaw tightening as he slammed himself into her once, twice, and then a third time before becoming still.
“Jesus fuck,” he groaned, letting his head fall back.
Sliding out of Elle, Callum discarded the condom before climbing onto the bed behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist. She nestled herself into his embrace, and sighed. That was one hell of a good celebration.
Three
The next morning, Elle awoke before the people sharing her bed and slipped from between them, pulling on a blue, silk robe and padded into the kitchen. While she started a pot of coffee, she replayed the events from the night before. A blush filled her cheeks when she thought of the way Callum had felt inside of her, the taste of his cock on her tongue, and the images of watching Sadie and Derek together. She managed to keep from moaning, but it was difficult. Never before had she felt so incredible after sex — not even when she and Sadie were together.