“Oh God,” I choked out. A second orgasm was building right behind my first, the twins giving me no chance to come down from the high. It was just shy of too much, my body trying to push into and get away from the sensation at the same time. “I can’t, please, I can’t—”
“Yes, you can,” Cody replied, and then he started licking at me while Cameron continued to fuck me.
I sobbed, my hips arching up as my legs shook and my orgasm tore through me. Two sets of hands started to pet me soothingly, working me down from it.
“Fuck,” I swore, my voice hoarse. “That was amazing.”
“Look at you, all dirty,” Cameron said. He stepped back and started to undress, clucking his tongue. “We can’t have that.”
“This place has a marvelous shower,” Cody said. He held out his hand for me to take. “Shall we?”
He led me into the bathroom on shaking legs while Cameron followed, shedding clothes as he undressed.
No kidding, that shower was unlike anything I’d seen before. “Extravagant” was the best word for it. So many shower heads. A low marble bench for sitting on that was apparently heated. Tons of dials and buttons. A huge glass wall surrounding it.
Cody opened the door and turned on the water so that it poured out of just one of the shower heads, like a more conventional shower. He stepped in, letting himself get all soaked, shaking his hair and splattering water everywhere. I laughed.
Cameron slid past me and entered as well, grinning at me over his shoulder. “Well?” he asked.
I stepped in to join them.
The hot water felt delicious on my skin and I moaned, letting myself soak in the spray. I heard a chuckle and then Cameron was turning me into him to kiss me, his tongue licking deep into my mouth. Cody started dropping kisses down the length of my shoulder.
“Have you ever been with two men at once before?” he asked.
I pulled back from the kiss with Cameron so that I could shake my head. Cameron merely ducked his head and started kissing my breasts, sucking a nipple into his mouth. I shuddered in pleasure.
“So you’ve never had someone inside of you while you pleasured someone else?” Cody asked.
Oh my God. The images that conjured up. I went limp against Cody, desire coursing through me. “I want that,” I admitted. “I want to try that.”
“So eager, I love it,” Cameron said with a wicked smile. “But first…”
He grabbed the shower head and detached it from the wall, still gushing water. He brought it down and angled it while Cody turned me so that I was sitting on the low bench. I knew what was going to happen just before he turned the shower head to blast the stream of water at my clit.
I cried out, arching at the stream of sensation on my already-sensitive body. Cameron moved the shower head up and down a bit, and I cursed loudly, gripping Cody’s arm for balance.
“One moment,” Cody said, and then he was sliding in behind me, pressing me up against his body. I thrust back, feeling his hard cock slide against my ass, while Cameron kept up the spray on my clit. I started making helpless little ah, ah, ah noises, the pressure perfect and the slight vibration of the water just teasing enough. Cody pinched my nipples, hard, and that did it—I came for a fourth time, falling apart in Cody’s arms.
“Now, for that little idea I mentioned,” Cody whispered in my ear.
I shuddered with pleasure. “Yes, please.”
Cody helped me stand and Cameron replaced the shower head. I turned around and braced myself on the low bench, so that I was eye-level with Cody’s erection. Cameron bent over me and slid two fingers into me again, gently working them in and out and scissoring them occasionally.
“If you need a break, darling, remember ‘red’,” Cameron told me, and then Cody had a hand in my hair and was guiding my mouth onto his cock.
It was harder than I had thought to concentrate. I genuinely enjoyed giving blowjobs, and only partially because I liked to show off once I got good at them. Cody’s cock was heavy in my mouth and stretched my lips wide, just the way I liked it. I licked and sucked enthusiastically, alternating between stimulating the head and taking him in as deep as I could. But with Cameron teasing me and fingering me from behind, it was hard not to just give into the sensations.
He was avoiding touching my clit too much, which I appreciated. It allowed my pleasure to build up slowly again instead of becoming too much. Cameron worked me up to three fingers, and then four, while I kept humming and sucking around Cody’s cock.
The whole time, Cody kept up a stream of profanity and praise.
“Perfect, yes, work it, take it in deep, oh fuck yes, fuck yes, you’re so good at this, sweetheart,” he said, running his hands through my hair and encouraging me.
I was properly worked up now, pushing back onto Cameron’s fingers, desperate for his cock inside of me. Finally, his fingers withdrew and I felt him lining himself up for me.
Then he pushed inside, and it was all I could do not to seize up. I felt so incredibly full, Cameron inside of me at one end and Cody inside of my mouth at the other end. I tried to set a rhythm, but there was little more I could do besides ride it out, Cody thrusting gently into my mouth while Cameron started to set a solid pace from behind.
Eventually Cody slid out of my mouth. I let out an involuntary whine, but then Cameron started to thrust harder and I had to brace myself against the bench to meet his thrusts. Pleasure was building in me again, steadily, like a furnace heating up. Water was falling down around me, on my back, nearly getting into my eyes, making everything feel that much warmer and more intense. Cody was watching me, entranced, as Cameron reached around and rubbed at my clit again.
I hadn’t thought I was ready to come again, but it hit me like a punch in the gut. I screamed out, nails scrabbling against the tiles, and I felt Cameron give a full-body shudder as he came as well. Cody’s hands shot out to grab me as I continued to shiver and shake despite the warm water.
Cameron pulled out of me and I let out an involuntary whine. I was sensitive and felt like I had come too soon—I wanted to have more of that filled-up feeling, that steady sensation of being fucked.
Luckily, there were two of them.
Cameron pulled me up to standing and kissed me, running his hands over my body. I felt the water turn off and heard Cody step out of the shower. “Think you can handle one more?” Cameron asked when we pulled apart to breathe.
I nodded. I could do one more.
Cody pulled me out of the shower and began to kiss me. His hands dropped to my hips and he started guiding me backwards, leading me into the bedroom.
Right before we reached the bed, he turned. His hands slid up underneath my thighs and he lifted me up.
I yelped, holding on tight, as Cody controlled our fall onto the bed, keeping me on top, straddling him. I could feel how hard he was and arched up against him. I wanted him inside me. I felt greedy, but I certainly didn’t hear Cody or Cameron complaining.
Cameron slid up behind me and helped me to rise up and then slowly lower myself onto Cody’s cock. The stretch and burn from this position was perfect. I keened low in my throat, watching as Cody’s jaw clenched with the effort of not thrusting up too quickly. He was sweating, probably so close already after the blowjob. I licked my lips, remembering.
Evidently, he was remembering too because he let out a groan and his hips twitched involuntarily. The sensation of him moving inside of me made me gasp. I wanted more of it.
Cameron’s hands were sliding over my stomach and my breasts, starting up a simmer of heat inside of me once again.
“At your own pace,” Cody told me. “As slow or fast as you want.”
I nodded and started to raise myself up and down on his cock.
God, it felt amazing. Like this was as deep as he could get, like I could almost taste him in the back of my throat. Cameron was giving me slow, sucking kisses along my neck and shoulders, his hands continuing to roam. Cody’s hands seemed anchored to my
hips, either for his own sanity or for helping me with my movements. It was still overwhelming, but it was slower this time, keeping me from going too crazy. It was like the slow sink into an ocean, water everywhere—sensation everywhere.
Cameron used my hair to tug my head back and kissed me again while Cody started to thrust. The movements of Cameron’s tongue inside of me matched Cody’s hips, and I groaned, shuddering in pleasure. It felt like every part of me was on fire in some way. I sank down again and again, loving that feeling of being filled and stretched, until my thighs started to shake.
“We’ve got you,” Cameron murmured. His hand snaked down to finger my clit while his other arm stopped playing with my breast to wrap around my waist, anchoring me.
“Fuck me,” I moaned. I wanted to feel Cody go wild inside of me. “Please, as hard as you can, fuck me.”
Cody gave a little growl and started to thrust into me in earnest. Cameron still had just the one finger working my clit in teasing little circles. I was gasping desperately, unable to get enough air. My hips were jerking, twisting, caught between Cody’s cock and Cameron’s fingers. I could do nothing but writhe and cry out.
It was hard and deep, just like I’d wanted, and Cameron was moving his finger even faster—now adding another finger, both of them rubbing me without mercy—I knew I was screaming myself hoarse, helpless to do anything but take whatever pleasure they wrung out of me.
Cameron yanked my head back again and sucked along my jawline, right as Cody thrust up erratically and came. I could feel his body jerking underneath me, and Cameron’s fingers weren’t stopping—in fact it felt like they were going faster—and I couldn’t take it anymore. I came with a silent scream, unable to even get any sound out.
Cody slowly slid out from under me as Cameron held me, my body shaking.
“Perfect,” Cameron declared, his voice hot and low in my ear.
We passed out together on the bed.
Chapter 14
Liam
I felt bad about missing the hotel opening, but duty called. And if Gabrielle had been there, as I suspected she might be, it would be more trouble than I could afford to avoid her.
After dealing with the contract issue that had taken up the bulk of my day, I decided to give Cody and Cameron a call and ask how the opening had gone. It was a little after dinner time, but I figured they wouldn’t mind.
“Liam!” Cody sounded inordinately pleased with himself. “Just the man we were about to text. You won’t believe who just walked out of our hotel suite.”
I had a pretty damn good idea, but decided to play dumb. If I guessed that it was Gabi, they’d want to know how I knew it was her, and then I’d have to reveal who she really was. The twins were the two I was the most concerned about. They’d had to all but flee Europe after that scandal with whatshername, and I knew they’d want to avoid any negative press like the plague. If they found out who Gabi really was, they’d freak out. I had to find the right time to tell them—after I was certain that she wouldn’t go public.
“No idea,” I said. “Who?”
“Gabi, that fit young thing from the yacht,” Cody said. “The one that you so cruelly stole from us.”
“Looks like you got her after all, though,” I pointed out. “How was she?”
There was the sound of shifting and scuffling, and then I heard Cameron’s voice on the line. “Fucking insane, mate. I can see why you had all your attention on her the other night.”
“I didn’t have all of my attention on her,” I replied. Although, it was true, I hadn’t really been interested in any of the other women.
“Don’t give us that,” Cameron said. “You’re getting bored with the parties. We’re not idiots.”
“Could’ve fooled me.”
“Oh, ha bloody ha,” Cameron replied. “Listen, Cody and I were thinking, you should take her out.”
“On a date,” Cody said. I had a feeling I’d been put on speaker—they both sounded a little more distant now. “A proper date, mind you, not just fucking her into the mattress.”
“Although that is rather fun to do,” Cameron said. I could hear the smirk in his voice.
“Why on earth would I want to go on a date with her?” I asked, even though that was exactly what I was planning—purely for the sake of getting information out of her, of course.
“Because she’s gorgeous and you obviously like her,” Cody said. “She seems real sweet, too.”
“Thanked us afterwards and everything,” Cameron noted. “Apologized for passing out on us.”
“As if all three of us weren’t knackered,” Cody said, snickering.
“Look, all we’re saying is, you’ve been getting bored at these things,” Cameron said. “Jason hasn’t wanted to see it because, well, this is your thing, isn’t it? You two buddies clowning around together, and he’s not ready to end it, but I think you are.”
“Just look her up, all right?” Cody asked.
“Sure,” I said. I wasn’t sure how to feel—it was like my stomach was all twisted up and the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a few degrees. “I will.”
After I hung up with them, I almost threw the phone across the room.
What was wrong with me?
I knew part of the answer, of course. I’d known it for a while. I felt like something was missing from my life.
I wasn’t sure that Gabi, or rather Gabrielle, was that something. Maybe she was just a sign that I needed to make a change. If I was bored and for the first time in my life interested in only one woman, one that I’d just met, maybe this was the universe telling me that I had to change it up.
Or was there really something more there? Were the twins actually right and not just being sentimental old romantics?
I resolved to stop by her house the next evening. I still had the address. I only hoped that Gabi wouldn’t have any plans already.
The next evening, I drove up to Gabi’s place in Isla Vista. Jason had been right—the place was charming. I had a feeling that Gabi wouldn’t be able to afford as nice of a place if she was living in Santa Barbara proper. Reporters didn’t make enough to afford to live right in the city.
I parked on the street, double-checking to make sure that I wouldn’t get towed. It would be pretty embarrassing to offer to take a girl out only to walk outside and find your car gone.
The neighborhood was nice, I thought, as I walked up to the building, but didn’t fit what I’d seen of Gabi on the yacht. She’d said she was a model and she’d obviously been lying, but she’d fit in well on my luxurious boat. I could easily see her lounging on the sun deck there or spending the night in my private cabin. She deserved to be somewhere else nice, living in a place like a gorgeous beach house.
I shook myself, rolling my shoulders. I had just met the girl; I could hardly claim to know what her tastes were. And it wasn’t like I was going to buy her a beach house or anything.
I got into the building by helping a delivery man, which was a relief since I figured if I’d buzzed for her apartment, she’d probably have had time to freak out and get herself all worked up. The directory said she was on the third floor. I took the stairs, feeling like a little exercise.
The door to her apartment had a little welcome mat and a small whiteboard on which was written, “I can only please one person a day. Today is not your day. Tomorrow doesn’t look good either.” It was signed “Kelsie.”
That name was familiar. Was Kelsie the friend who’d been tagging Gabrielle in all those posts online?
I knocked, and the door swung open. And in that moment I knew how Gabi had gotten onto the boat.
The chef I’d hired to cater the parties was staring at me.
She blushed, and I could see her pressing her lips together to keep her jaw from dropping or saying something regrettable. She was probably going to pretend that she didn’t know me. I was fine with that.
“You must be Kelsie,” I said. I didn’t see Gabi having more than one r
oommate. Tagging Gabrielle and another chef about a new restaurant suddenly made sense. Of course Kelsie—Chef Lyle to me—would know all about the new, swanky places to eat in town.
“Hi,” she said. She looked completely bewildered, unsure if she should admit that she knew who I was or continue to play dumb.
“I’m Liam. I’m here for Gabi? She lives here?”
Kelsie looked like she might faint. “Um, yeah, come on in.”
She opened the door further and allowed me to step inside, closing the door behind me. I could feel her staring at me, wondering. She must be asking herself if I really didn’t recognize her. I’d be wondering the same thing if I was her.
“Kels, I can’t find the bright yellow—” Gabi froze as she entered the living room and saw me. “—highlighter,” she added, finishing the sentence as if she had no choice.
“Hey, Gabi,” I said. I gave her my best charming smile. Worked on both women and potential investors alike.
“Liam!” Gabi was wearing sweatpants with cartoons on them, rolled up at the waist, and a tank top with no bra underneath. She looked adorable. “Hi! Um… Sorry, I’m going to sound rude, but what are you doing here?”
“I thought I would take you out,” I said. “If you’re not busy. We didn’t get as much time together as I would have liked the other night.”
Kelsie made a squeaking sound and went an alarming shade of red. I had a feeling that Gabi was going to get an earful from her roommate the moment I was out of earshot.
Had Kelsie known that her roommate was sneaking on board the yacht? Kelsie had been the one to tell Gabi about the parties, obviously, but whether she’d assisted her, or if she even knew why Gabi had wanted to go, was unknown to me.
It didn’t really matter, though. Kelsie was obviously scared stiff. There was no way she would be willingly exposing us. I relaxed a little.
“And…” Gabi pointed at my hand. “What are those?”
Ah, yes, the roses. I’d bought them on a whim on the way up. If I wanted to get all of Gabi’s secrets then I needed her to be in a state of mind where she’d tell me anything. I’d never really been one for romantic gestures before. I hadn’t seen the point when it was either a one-night stand or a relationship that I knew wasn’t going to last. But I’d figured in for a penny, in for a pound. And why not, when it made Gabi’s face light up as I held them out to her?
Power Play - A MFMMM Reverse Harem Billionaire Romance (You Can't Resist a Bad Boy Book 6) Page 12