“Strip, sweetheart.” I can’t believe the command that comes out of Xander’s mouth.
Wh-what? Just like that? In front of them? Under the lights?
“Um…” I hesitate. I know the last time we were together I was as naked as the day I was born, spread out shamelessly on a marble counter under spotlights, so how can I feel this insecure? Maybe it has to do with the fact that they took it upon themselves to disrobe me. This is a very different situation. I’m not the kind of girl who does a striptease for men. I just don’t have what it takes to pull that off.
“We all agree the dress is gorgeous,” Xander starts. I can hear a tinge of impatience in his voice. “Now, I want to see what you’re hiding underneath it.” I know it’s not a suggestion, but I can’t bring myself to obey.
“It’s just ordinary underwear,” I say dismissively. I even wave my hand dramatically in front of me to make my point.
Ethan narrows his eyes at me. “Take the dress off. Now.” His command is even more slicing than Xander’s. Still, I hesitate. “Are you refusing to expose your gorgeous body to us?” Okay, officially, I love that he uses ‘gorgeous’ to describe my body. I just wish I felt like that about myself. “Delilah,” he presses. I shake my head. “What is it then?”
“I’ve never done anything like this before,” I blurt out. “I’m afraid I’ll look more awkward than sexy.” That I’ll end up turning you off. I avert my eyes, trying to conceal my embarrassment.
Xander closes the gap between us. He brushes a few strands of hair behind my ears. Just like a magnet, my eyes are drawn to his. “Sweetheart, you have everything it takes to seduce us. We’re both crazy about your curves.” His words go straight to my heart. “Your lingerie—even if according to you it’s just ordinary—is icing on the cake. We’ve already seen you naked under brighter lights than these.”
It’s Ethan’s turn to take a few steps closer. “And you already know we love every single perfect part of you.” His words travel straight to my clit.
First gorgeous and now perfect? “Well, if you put it like that, I guess I could find a way to channel my inner porn star.” We all laugh. “I’ll be honest, when you say things like that, it gives me so much confidence in myself.”
“I only say things I mean,” Xander says. “I’ve known Ethan long enough to know that I can speak on his behalf as well.” Ethan nods at his best friend’s comment.
Who am I to refuse these two insanely handsome men? I turn around and look over my shoulder. “Would you mind giving me a hand with the zipper?” I ask. Ethan sweeps my hair to the side before unzipping me all the way down. He doesn’t help me any more than that. On the contrary, he goes back to standing next to his best friend. I pull my arms out of the sleeves, letting the dress pool to the floor at my feet without ever leaving their gaze. I look down long enough to step out of it and kick off my heels. When I’m done, I stand there biting the inside of the cheek waiting for their verdict. I’m very conscious they’re focused solely on me. I’d normally do everything in my power to avoid their gaze, but not tonight. I can’t get enough of the lust that veils their eyes when they look at me.
“Jesus Christ,” both Ethan and Xander say in unison. How do they manage to always be so in sync? They rake the length of my body with their eyes practically bulging out of their heads. They drink me up like fine wine and I indulge in every single second of it. God, I can certainly get used to this.
“The way your breasts are trapped in that sexy bra is pure sin. And the way those triangular cut-outs show slivers of your pale skin is liable to make me lose my mind. It’s as if your massive tits are dying to escape, but your bra refuses to give in.”
I giggle in satisfaction at Xander’s comment. When you’re sporting my big jugs, finding a delicate and feminine bra can be an Olympic sport. A late-night Google search landed me on SexyCurves.com, a site that caters to big girls. Since then my life has completely changed. When I saw this sexy strappy bra in blue, I knew it had my name written all over it.
Ethan continues to shower me with admiration. “Mmm, mmm, mmm,” he moans. “I don’t know how you manage to notice so many details, Xander. The only thing going through my mind right now is how much I’m dying to rip that thing right off of her and suck at her heavy tits.”
“As if you’re the only one who can’t wait to latch onto her nipples. I want those in my mouth as much as you do. The least you can do is to take in all this beauty before ravishing her,” Xander argues.
There’re at it again.
Ethan shakes his head while rolling his eyes. “I’d rather take her in as she’s riding my hungry cock, hunched over me with her tits in my mouth while you slap her ass silly—”
“Speaking of ass…” Just like that, I put an end to this cockfight. I spin around to reveal the back of my panties. I wiggle my ass a few times, dancing from my left foot to my right. Since I have no intention of missing out on their reaction, I look over my shoulder to make sure they like what they see. I bat my eyelashes at them, pretending I don’t know exactly what I’m doing. I nearly burst out laughing when their eyebrows hit their forehead in unison.
“Fuck,” they hiss. They don’t disappoint.
“Holy shit, Delilah. What are you doing to me?” Xander nearly shouts the words. His hand cups his crotch and he lets out an animalistic growl.
“You’re not playing fair, love. You know how dangerous you look in these.”
I’m so proud of myself for changing underwear when I changed my outfit. It would’ve been unacceptable for me to come here unequipped. I know they hold all the cards, but this I’ve got.
Ethan takes a few steps forward. He trails his eyes down my body and even more slowly back up to my face. He holds my gaze, studying me intently. Something tells me he’s still deciding what to do to me. After a few long seconds, his lips pull up and I already know he’s made up his mind. He reaches out and traces the five triangular cut-outs sitting on top of my ass. His touch is so sensual it travels all the way up to my nipples in one straight blazing line. Unable to contain myself, I bring my hands up to my boobs and squeeze. My actions do little to tame my arousal. I don’t think I’ve ever touched my breasts in this hedonistic way and I doubt I’d ever consider doing it in front of a lover. Now I’m doing it in front of two of them. When Ethan slides his finger down the middle of my exposed crack, I tilt my head back, drop it against his chest and close my eyes.
“Shit,” I exhale. I can’t believe how drenched my pussy is right now.
“You like that, don’t you?” I’m sure he already knows the answer.
Slap.
I pop my eyes open. “What was that for?” I ask, surprised.
“For wearing something you know would get me rock hard.”
My response comes out without me thinking. “Well, technically I didn’t know I’d have such an effect on you, but I’m beside myself that I can get you that aroused.”
Ethan grabs my hips, tilts me forward, forcing me to hold on to the wall in front of me for support. He presses his erection against me and I moan. “This is far more than being aroused, Delilah. My cock is like a rod of iron.” That it is. “I should claim your ass right now for doing that to me.”
“You wouldn’t.” I whip my head around and pin him with a stern stare. “You said so earlier.” I’ve never seen either Xander or Ethan naked and I don’t know how big they are. That said, something tells me they’re not small. The idea of Ethan sticking his cock in my ass is unimaginable.
“Oh, trust me, I would considering how much you’re taunting me. The only reason I’m willing to hold back is because I need to taste you too much before I climax. Not to mention it wouldn’t be fair to Xander,” Ethan says, pulling away from me.
Thank God. Aware I might have pushed my luck, I plead, “Please be gentle.” Ethan simply shrugs his shoulders. I open my mouth to grovel more, but when something raw flashes in his eyes, I reconsider.
He peels his gaze away from mine and l
ooks at Xander.
“Did you hear that? She’s begging.”
Xander laughs. I didn’t realize I had said anything funny. He shakes his head before approaching me. He walks in circles around me without saying a word. His eyes are locked into mine the whole time. “Too bad for her we don’t do gentle. That’s the excuse men who haven’t got a clue how to satisfy a woman like you use to hide their inadequacy,” he says.
“He’s right. I intend on taking you one way—hard and rough.” Ethan’s warning is both chilling and thrilling.
“That’s exactly my plan,” Xander concurs.
“Oh.” I exhale. Their blunt answers shatter any hope I have.
“I know we’ve already explained the rules of the game, but it seems like you’ve already forgotten,” Xander says. “I concede this might all be a little overwhelming for you. Allow me to refresh your memory, sweetheart.” I swallow hard. “Once you step out of this heart-arresting combo, your body is ours for the taking. There’s nothing else for you to worry your pretty little mind over.” Xander traces the contour of my trembling lips with his finger. I’m so out of my depth right now. “Are we clear?” I nod instead of answering. “Good.” What happens next leaves me completely speechless. He fists my panties and rips them to shreds.
“Mother of God,” I gasp, shocked by how effortlessly he did that. My panties came off in a blink of an eye. You’d think they were made of silk paper.
“Don’t worry, I’ll buy you a dozen more of these and if you always look this fucking good in them—which I suspect you will—I’ll rip them a dozen more times.”
“Okay.” I say. It’s definitely not the most eloquent thing that’s ever come out of my mouth. I’m panting so hard right now from his illicit actions and his downright raunchy warning that I doubt I can muster up anything more intelligent to say.
“I could apologize, but it’s futile. I urgently need access to your pussy and I figured this is the quickest way.” Jesus. Xander’s devilish grin is disarming.
“Xander has done half the work, love. Take off your bra.” My eyes widen at the authoritative edge in Ethan’s voice. “Slowly,” he adds. “Xander may want your pussy, I want your tits. When they fall out of your bra, I want it to be like an offering. Makes me salivate.”
“Ethan…” His words are so fucking raw.
“Did you not hear me, Delilah?” He’s so commanding. How can I relish a man bossing me around like that? I nod. “So what’s the problem, love?”
“I’m so turned on.” My voice comes out trembling. “I think I’m paralyzed with lust. I haven’t got a clue if that’s even possible, but that’s exactly where I am right now.” I’m so delirious with desire that I’m practically sobbing.
If I’m looking for sympathy, then I know nothing about these two.
“I want you turned on like a light bulb.” He’s taking an insane amount of pleasure in seeing me lose all my bearings like this.
“I second that. The more aroused you are, the wetter you’ll be and that means I’ll have more of your juices to lap at.” Xander’s eyes eat me up from head to toe.
Oh. My. God. His words stun me into silence. I avert my gaze, hoping the pulse between my legs will subside, but when I meet Ethan’s intense gaze it becomes clear that I’m out of my league with these two. The heat emanating from their eyes is causing my clit to tingle. I swear if I were to run my finger between my thighs, I could scoop up my drizzling slickness.
“I’ll repeat myself one last time, Delilah. Remove. The. Bra.”
I reach behind me, unhook my bra and pull one strap down. How I’m able to do that with such shaky hands, I’ll never know. I pull down the second strap and my breasts fall out heavy and collide against my stomach. This is exactly what he wants. I lift my eyes and hold Ethan’s gaze.
“When your fuckable tits bounce like that, it makes my cock twitch with excitement. Do you have any clue what effect those have on me?”
I think I do now.
Xander’s eyes are zoomed in on my naked boobs. He’s completely transfixed. I extend my arm and let the bra drop to the floor. All three of us follow the falling lingerie before locking eyes again. Without even thinking, I start playing with my peaked nipples—pulling at them and pinching them so hard I arch my back in the hopes of making the pleasure subside. Honestly, I don’t even know where that comes from. It’s so unlike me. You could hear a pin drop in the room. Ethan and Xander have their eyes on my fingers and I’m so consumed by doing unspeakable things to my engorged breasts. Fuck, this is so good. After a few seconds, I stop. Not because this isn’t the most sensual thing I’ve ever done in my life, but I fear if I continue I’ll climax before they even touch my needy pussy.
Ethan reaches out and weighs each one of my breasts. He grunts. The sound is so hedonistic. He rubs his thumbs against my nipples. It’s my turn to let out a guttural groan. Without warning, he lets go. Why did he do that?
He places his hand against my chest and pushes me until my back hits the wall. I don’t protest. He bends at the knees, leans down and gropes my left breast in his very large hands. He opens his mouth, sticks his tongue out and flicks my peak. I close my eyes. The thrilling sensation travels so quickly to my clit, I think I’m going to faint. Suddenly, another pair of hands grab at my right breast. Xander. I now have two hungry men latching at my breasts. They’re squeezing and lapping with such voracity. It’s so intense you’d think they’re hoping to draw milk from my boobs. Jesus, I’m going to lose my mind. Unable to control myself, I press their heads against me, wanting—no, needing—for them to devour me more. I apply so much pressure I’m nearly suffocating them with my breasts. They don’t seem to mind. They suck, nibble and bite. The more demanding they become the more unbearable my throbbing pussy becomes. I need to come.
In this position there’s no way I can use my hands. I only have one recourse left. I bring my legs together, tilt my hips ever so slightly and press hard enough until I feel my hard clit roll between my lips. Yes. It won’t take me long to come. I rock back and forth with my eyes closed, riding this intoxicating wave. I’m close. Unfortunately for me, Ethan’s voice puts an end to a good thing.
“Don’t you dare, Delilah.”
“I have to. I’m desperate here.”
It’s Xander’s turn to let go of my breast. “Tsk, tsk, tsk.” He flashes me an unreadable stare before turning his head to the left. Why do I feel like a schoolgirl who has just committed a really bad offense? “Ethan, our little Texan refuses to follow our rules. We can’t stand for that.”
“I think you’re right, mate. It seems like we’re way too lenient.”
“I agree.” I should’ve known Xander’s grin was the precursor to something more.
“I’d say it’s time to change this up,” Ethan declares.
Gosh, that doesn’t sound too good. “Wait,” I exclaim. “It’s not fair. Why are we changing things?” Just as the words leave my mouth, I realize I don’t even know what we’re changing. I don’t know what they had in store for me in the first place.
CHAPTER 8
Ethan
Her confusion is written all over her face. To appease her, I reach out and smooth the space between her brows where her worry lines show. “Why the anxious frown, love?” When she relaxes a bit, my finger leaves her forehead and travels down to her lips. “I think you can take on a lot more than you let on. There’s an exhibitionist hiding inside clamoring to come out. Xander and I are going to give her a little push.”
“I bet she’ll be even kinkier tonight than she was last weekend.” Xander knows exactly what to say.
“What I just did was a spur-of-the-moment thing. You can’t hold it against me or be that quick to label me.”
“You’re not fooling anyone, Delilah. It’s way more pleasurable if you own the dirty in you. It’s okay if you’re a little sex kitten.” My grin is wide.
“I—”
What else is she going to say? “Tsk.” My impatience makes h
er reconsider. I turn my attention to my best friend. “Xander, you still want her pussy?”
“I’ve been begging for it all night.” His voice is strained and his eyes are filled with raw desire.
“Good. Tonight, we’re all getting what we want,” I declare. Delilah whimpers. “Xander, strip, but keep the boxer briefs on.”
I barely have time to bark my command before Xander is already kicking off his boots. “You don’t have to tell me twice.” I’m in such a rush, I don’t wait for him to finish getting undressed before I do the same. In no time, we’re down to only our underwear.
“Sweet Jesus,” Delilah says. “You’re…” She blinks. “Are those for real?” Her eyes are bouncing from my very erect cock to Xander’s. I purposefully didn’t want us to be fully naked to avoid scaring her, but looking down at my best friend I realize he’s so damn excited that the delineation of his shaft in his boxer briefs leaves nothing to the imagination. When I look down at my own cock, I realize I’m pretty much in the same predicament.
“Trust me, they are.” Xander’s the one to come up with the cocky response.
“We’re going to take it slow, love.” I don’t want her to panic.
“Okay.” She nods a few times.
“You still trust us?” Once we claim her, she’ll never have anything to fear, but until then, I want to make sure she’s okay with everything we do.
Her eyes lock into mine and I read her confidence before the words come out. “I absolutely do.”
“You’re okay with us pushing you?”
“Yes.”
Good. “I want you to walk over to that bed.” I point behind me. “Xander will follow. He’ll lie down, you’ll straddle him and then I want you to sit on his face.”
“Wh-what?” Her eyes bulge out of her head.
“You’re going dirty, mate.” Xander licks his lips. “You’re not sparing her.”
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