by L. A. Boruff
I feel a warmth behind me and turn my head enough to see Dante squatted there. He doesn’t even move me off Logan's lap before he descends upon me. His lips start gently on mine, moving slowly, before his tongue darts out, sweeping along my lip. When I open for him, instead of slipping his tongue inside my mouth he sucks my bottom lip into his and sucks harder. He releases slightly and uses his teeth to bite into the plump flesh before sucking it back into him to soothe the sting. I turn more fully towards him which allows him to pull me up and off of Logan. I’m propelled into the air and then against him. Instinctively my arms wrap around his neck and my legs wrap tightly around his waist. I feel the hardening of his cock against my aching pussy.
I grind against him and moan. At this, he releases my lip and brings our mouths back together. Our tongues dance sensually as our bodies slowly glide against one another. I am so aroused I’m ready to beg to come, but he pulls back and allows me to slowly slide down the well-earned lean hardness of his body and back into my own seat. He appears as dazed as I feel, and if the looks on Keegan and Logan’s faces are accurate, they are equally stunned by what just happened.
Dante turns from us, adjusts himself, then murmurs he’ll get us all another round. No one speaks while he’s gone but we shoot each other shy glances with goofy smiles. Dante comes back with two “Lucky Shot” shots and two clear shots. Apparently, Logan and Keegan have to catch up to Dante and me. We quickly down the liquid courage.
Wanting to continue, I first look at Keegan but he seems distracted or struggling with something, so I turn to Logan. Suddenly, at the last moment, my eyes flick to Dante and I ask him, “Truth or dare.”
I’m quite surprised when he replies truth. I know I have the only opening I’ll ever have to ask about “the song” although I’m not sure I actually want to know because it really will change everything. I ask anyway, not at all prepared when he tells me the song is about me and how could I not have known because there has never been anyone other than me. I’m so off balance I don’t hear Dante and Keegan’s exchange until Keegan says my name softly asking if something is okay.
To my question of “hmm?” Keegan looks at me intently and asks, “What do you say? Up for seven minutes in heaven with me?”
I giggle out “no” which causes him to lose a little of his forced swagger but not his wit. “It’s St. Patrick’s Day, silly. Today it’s not seven minutes in heaven, it’s seven minutes under the rainbow!” The skin around his eyes crinkles sexily as his lips lift into a cocky smirk. “Let’s go find a pot of gold, sugar.”
Well, when he says it like that - Holy fuck, yes, please! I follow Keegan to the back office making sure to sway my ass a little extra for the four eyes I swear I can feel watching us walk away.
As soon as we’re inside and the door closes, I lean against the cool wood and watch Keegan. He moves to his desk where his phone lies. He sits heavily in his large well-worn brown leather chair and grabs his phone to set a timer. I move to him just as he tosses the phone back to the desk where it lands with a thud. Watching the phone land, the glint of a shiny silver frame catches my eye.
I look at him. “You kept it?” My mind whirls with questions and disbelief.
He looks at me like I’m speaking a foreign language. “Of course I did. That picture of you, remembering you, it’s what kept me going. When I was bone tired, or beaten and bloody, feeling like I should just tuck tail and quit, it was you that kept me going. It was you that gave me the motivation to know I could be something more. That I could be the guy you always saw.”
I crawl onto him, straddling a leg on each side of him to bring us together with our faces inches apart. I ignore the tears that well in my eyes and beg to fall. Instead, I give him an impish smile and that’s all it takes before his mouth is on mine and for his hands to roam over my exposed flesh. We kiss in a frenzy of tongues and teeth, our lips moving against the others, then roaming along necks and ears before finding their way back to each other’s mouth again.
“More,” I plead, leaning back and pressing my wet, hot, and overly clothed pussy into the rigid hardness of his erection hidden in his jeans. I rock into him and quickly find a rhythm and angle that equally teases and pleases my clit.
He yanks down the cup of my corset, moaning at the sight of my exposed and hardened nipple. His mouth hovers over the peak, the heat of his words teasing me. “So long. I’ve wanted this, you, for so long.” With those words, he sucks me into his mouth to lick and bite me. I ignite. My hips thrust harder, more wildly against him as I orgasm. I moan his name in a loud scream at the same time the alarm on the phone goes off.
I haven’t even tucked myself back into the corset and aftershocks still rack my body when the door is pushed open and my other two men walk in. “We’re heading to my house to finish this. I’ve called for the SUV,” Logan states matter-of-factly.
“I call the third row with Chloe,” Dante says loudly, and he grabs my hand. We walk out of the office and toward the front door. As we walk past the bar my eyes meet Doyle’s and I swear he winks at me as he lifts a shot in a toasting gesture before downing the green liquid with a gleam in his eye.
4
Chole
We’re safely tucked into Logan’s sleek black with all the bells and whistles SUV on the way to his house. Logan presses a button that raises a blackened window between us and the driver.
“I thought they only had those in limos, Mr. Big Moneypants.” I wiggle my eyebrows up and down in an overly animated way.
Logan rolls his eyes at me. “We’re not done with the game, and I didn’t think you wanted him to see or hear you come, because you’re going to, and I sure as fuck wasn’t going to let him see what is ours.”
“Oh,” is all I can manage in a reply.
Keegan chuckles as he looks at Logan. “Truth or Dare, man?”
Logan asks for a dare, but after a few minutes of discussing logistics, the dare is traded to Dante with the understanding that Logan will be tasked with one once we arrive at his house.
I lean back into the vibrating seat. Logan has more money than he needs if he has cars with vibrating seats in the third row. I sigh as Dante asks what the dare is. Already hornier than I have ever been in my life, I let out a satisfied, happy sound when I hear them tell Dante his dare is to make me come following every detailed command he’s given.
I lean back even further into the seat moving my head to the side and expose my neck for Dante’s mouth. He kisses with sucks and licks from my ear to the top of my corset. His teasing is agonizing, and I whimper when he leaves my breasts to move back up. His hands skim my thighs through my jeans to graze lightly over my needy clit.
I need more. I need to feel him inside me somehow. I hear Logan tell Dante to expose my breast to them all. I let out a satisfied moan as he pulls me free from the cups and fingers each nipple before twisting them between his forefinger and thumb. “Oh, God,” I needily groan with a throaty whimper. “More. I need more. Please.”
Dante growls like a wild animal and ignores Logan. Dante’s mouth settles on mine, his shirt teasing my already well-aroused nipples even more as he half-leans over me. His hand moves up my thigh, but this time doesn’t stop at my pussy. He moves higher, and I could sing hallelujah when he finds the button of my jeans. He opens it with a well-practiced flick, unzipping it equally as fast. His hand trails along the softness of my now exposed stomach.
Ever so slowly, too slowly, his hand moves down dipping under my transparent silky green thong and finally finding the promised land. The tension was already high and his teases have upped the desperate need. It’s ridiculous to come so easily and often, but I swear I might explode as soon as his fingers fill my needy wetness and press against my wanting clit. I don’t actually orgasm, but it feels amazing when he plunges two fingers into me. He moves them in and out dragging against my sensitive nerves inside while the palm of his hand grinds against my clit. He moves faster and faster plunging deeper and deeper. I buck my
hips into him, fucking his hand with abandon, chasing my release.
He leans in and whispers into my ear, “This is the first of many, my Bella. I can't wait for you to come all over my hand so I can lick your sweet juices and taste you. I've waited so long, but no more. You’ll come on my hand now but soon it will be my large, hard cock your tight little pussy milks and squeezes.”
It’s more than I can take, his fingers roughly pumping into me while his dirty words drive my desire higher and higher, and I let go. I come long and hard while he continues to push in and out of me pulling every bit of pleasure he can from me.
I sigh with satisfaction as I collapse into the buttery soft leather of the seat. When I become aware of my surroundings again, I see both Keegan and Logan staring, taking in every bit of me, and I know they watched every moment of what just happened. It should be at least a tad embarrassing but it’s not. I just hope I get to have them all, separate, together, both, but I honestly don’t care as long as it is all three of these men. I could never choose just one and without each of them here, the weight of something missing would just be too large.
Dante pulls me tighter against him, his hand still softly teasing me through the aftershocks of my orgasm. My small groans and moans of pleasure encourage him to keep touching me.
The fog of pleasure starts to clear from my mind as I hear him hum a melody in my ear. My hand covers his hand to still his movements. I allow myself a moment to just feel him around me, his strong arms making me feel safe and his deep gravely words are sung softly into my ear making me feel loved.
My gaze drifts up to him, my eyes gazing into his cognac brown, as I ask, “Did you really write that song for me? I always wondered, well wished really, but wasn’t sure if I wanted to know. Because we could never go back if it was for me and my heart would be shattered if it wasn’t.”
Dante brings his mouth to mine and kisses me with years of pent up passion. His tongue plays with mine until I’m bucking my hips, begging with every thrust for his fingers to start pumping into me again. But he remains still.
“Oh, my Bella. I saw you when I was eight years old and have never seen another woman since. I might have brought women to my bed but never has another woman come close to my heart. My heart belongs to you. I could never give them what I don’t own myself. I not only saw you that day but I loved you as well. I still do and always will. You don’t have to love me as I do you. I’ll take what you have to give and be grateful no matter how big or how small.”
His words are still sinking in as we pull up to Logan’s house. I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to seeing his large estate. He went from nothing to being able to buy almost anything he wants but yet it always feels like he’s still chasing something. I hope that something is something I can provide.
* * *
We’re settled into Logan’s spacious den, one of them anyway, so we can resume our game. Logan has his dare to complete that he tabled earlier and we’re all just waiting to see what yummy wickedness Keegan and Dante come up with. They whisper together then turn around with smirks on their faces.
“Logan, we dare you to lick Chloe’s pussy,” Keegan excitedly tells us.
My pussy tingles at his dare but Dante almost makes me combust with the next part. “In front of us.”
Logan peers around the room before demanding, “Everyone upstairs to my bedroom. If we’re going to do this, then it will be done right. With Chloe completely satisfied.”
Hell to the yes. I take off and head upstairs hoping to beat the guys, but with their long legs, they catch me in no time. Keegan throws me over his shoulder and takes the stairs two at a time.
When we reach the bedroom he gently sets me on my feet. “Undress Chloe. We need to see all of you.”
I quickly undress and fall backward on the bed with my legs together. Keegan and Dante sit down on either side of me. Logan walks up and pushes my knees apart with a wicked grin. “My turn.”
Logan drops to his knees and presses his mouth straight to my clit. There is no slow seduction in his movements. The man knows exactly where to lick, when to suck, and when to finger or tongue fuck me. Soon I feel Keegan’s rough, calloused fingers pinching my nipples. I should care because he’s not part of the dare but I’ll kill him if he stops. In less than three minutes, I’m ready to come. With three fingers deep inside me, and his tongue pressing down on just the right spot of my clit with the perfect pressure, I come all over Logan’s face. I throw my head back and Dante’s there to kiss me as I nearly scream from the intensity of my orgasm into his mouth.
Holy fuck. I’ve died and gone to best friend heaven.
5
Chloe
Oh my god. Who knew Logan had a mouth like that.
No one in my somewhat limited past has ever put so much effort into eating me out like that. Most of the time it’s a quick lick then a quick fuck. I might have one orgasm, if that, and the last few years I’ve relied mainly on my vibrator to get me off.
Slowly, I open my eyes to see three pairs of eyes, one pair of blue and two pairs of brown - one light and one dark - intently staring at me. My body is feverish and blissed out from my third orgasm. Yet somehow I greedily want more. Need it. Seeing that same need and want in their eyes has me feeling confident and rising from my position. I grab Keegan’s arm and pull him toward me. “Kiss me.” I close my eyes when the kiss is gentler than I expect as he worships my mouth. Hands wrap around my waist as someone lays kisses across my shoulder blades. I don't know who it is and that’s part of the thrill.
“Chloe,” Keegan huskily whispers against my lips. “I need you.” I can hear the desire in his voice and feel it in his kiss. It makes me whimper with want.
“Fuck me.” I don’t know where this is coming from but any shyness is overridden by my want for them. Hearing all three of them groan spurs me on. “I need your cock in me. I want to feel it sliding into me and fucking my pussy. All of you.”
Keegan groans against my mouth. “You have no idea what you do to me.” I can feel his erection throbbing against me. I have felt all of them tonight but haven’t seen their cocks yet because they’ve been so focused on me and my pleasure. I pull away from him and see it’s Dante who has been teasing me too.
“Undress. Now. I want to see all of you.”
Keegan and Dante strip quickly, revealing their cocks to my gaze, and I take the opportunity to size them up. Keegan’s is long and slightly darker than his pale skin. Dante’s is shorter, though not by much, and thick. Both their cocks jerk as I study them.
“Wrap your hands around your cocks and stroke them while I watch.” The men obey and I turn to focus on Logan.
Logan, my control freak, slowly strips for me. His smirk lets me know he’s only doing it because he wants to. As he exposes his wonderful, tan cock, I want to lick him. “Logan, come here.” I don’t say please because he needs to know that I will be making demands too. He raises his eyebrow at me but I ignore it as he walks over to us.
To see all three of them stand before me feels awe-inspiring. I climb up on the bed and get on all fours, sticking my ass and pussy up in the air baring myself to them. My hands slide around Logan’s hips and I pull him toward me bringing his cock close to my face. I lick my lips when I see the precum beading at the tip. When I look up, his dark brown eyes that are blown wide with desire meet mine. “I’m going to suck your cock into my warm wet mouth and lavish it with my tongue before I let you take over and fuck my mouth while Dante fucks my tight pussy. Can you handle that, Logan?”
He thrusts his hand into my hair and balls it into his fist, then uses it to tug my face closer to his dick. “Where is Keegan going to be?”
Without moving from my position, which I don’t think Logan is going to let me go anyway, I glance over at Keegan. Watching him continue to stroke himself makes me smile in appreciation at the vision I see before me. I make sure that the heat of my breath brushes against Logan’s cock when I answer while staring at Keegan. “
He’s going to stroke his dick while he watches Dante fuck me as I suck you. When you both come, it will be his turn to fuck me. I’m going to have all three of your dicks in me before the night’s over.”
Keegan’s eyes blaze with heat and I feel Dante climb into bed behind me. He lays one hand on my hip, then thrusts two of his fingers into me and murmurs, “God, Chloe, you’re so wet for us. I can’t wait to fuck this pussy. I’ve dreamed of it for so long. I knew you would be this tight and wet. So responsive for us, just begging to be filled.”
I lean forward and swipe my tongue across Logan’s rigid cock. His hand tightens in my hair but he doesn’t force me to suck him down into my throat. Perfect. He’s going to let me lead on this, at least for now. I want to please him. I wrap my lips around the head of his cock and slowly lower my mouth down until he hits the back of my throat. He’s too thick and long for me to get it all the way down, but I try.
I begin to suck him to the rhythm of the thrusts of Dante’s fingers in and out of me. When Dante pulls his fingers from me, I whimper, which makes Logan loudly groan my name. I thrust my hips backward, seeking to be filled back up. Instead of his fingers though, Dante’s cock rubs against my pussy. He slides his dick back and forth over my clit before thrusting into me without warning. The thrust makes my mouth go down deeper than I mean to on Logan’s cock, but his hand pulls tight to keep me from choking. Logan is always saving me even as he fucks my mouth.
“Yes, suck me harder, baby. Your mouth feels so good. Suck me deep.” Logan’s dirty talk gets to Dante because he begins to push into me harder and quicker. He’s pounding my pussy and it feels so good it’s hard to concentrate on sucking Logan’s cock. Suddenly, Dante reaches up and pulls me from Logan.