Paige

PAIGE

Oh my God. This is actually happening. I'm not daydreaming, right?

Jake is pressed against my very exposed back, his hand tangles in my hair to lean me back for a kiss. It's chaste, soothing, like I'm going to need it. Maybe I will with the three of them. It's not like I have much experience with men or sex.

A second of eye contact has me mesmerized. I knew that sir shit got him riled up, and now, I know exactly why. I bite my lip at him, but the moment ends when Henry swings me onto the couch—albeit, gently.

I yelp at the cold leather under me, a bit giddy and giggly from a night full of champagne and hardly any food. But I can barely breathe as he spreads my thighs and drops between them. I understood Jake's order. In theory.

Henry's warm mouth spreads kisses down my thigh, and I cry out softly when his thumb brushes along my center over my scant panties.

Eli shifts on the other side of Henry, watching me like…like he's hungry. Starving. And all of that tightly toned and tanned flesh on display has me biting my lip again. Especially with his hard-on straining against his flannel pants.

Reality hits me for a split second. I'm going to have that cock inside of me. Oh fuck.

My breathing turns labored before I peer down at Henry again. He's slipping my panties down my legs, tossing them to the other side of the couch before descending on my core. Heat overwhelms me and suction. Shoulders flying back against the cushion, I arch into the feeling.

Big hands spread me further, tip me up for his tongue to slide into me. The pleasure has me gasping, biting back a moan.

I've never been so exposed, but it's hard to remember as Henry devours me. Those big hands caressing me softly, thumbs drawing circles on my inner thighs, fingers gripping my ass cheeks. Every small move has my hips undulating, rubbing myself against his face.

His growl has his mouth sucking at my clit again, and the bump up in pleasure yanks a loud moan out of me.

"Fuck." Eli's features have gone stormy, and he grips himself over his flannels in small squeezing strokes.

That's all for me.

God, it turns me on. And I'm molten, writhing under Henry's attention. My hands clench against the leather cushion.

Jake leans down to take my hand, uncurling my fingers and guiding me to grab onto Henry's hair. "Show him that you like it."

I rake my hand through Henry's hair, and when he sucks on me again, I clamp my grip and pull him harder against me.

His shoulders roll, and the noise that vibrates up my core has me shaking.

All I can see is Jake's smile. A real one with teeth.

Fuck, I'm done for. Henry must sense it as he laves at my clit, sliding a finger into my pussy.

I cry out from the pressure and the pleasure that comes with it.

Another finger joins the first, stretching me and searching for a spot that has my toes curling. I know I'm making obscene noises, but I can't hear them past the blood rushing through my ears.

Oh, fuck. Oh, God.

It's so much, but it's not enough, and I hang there as he thrusts those fingers—tap, tap, tapping.

Every muscle shakes as I reach for the end. Please. Please, just let me come.

But my body makes me wait, and I'm spiraling, reeling, and when I finally shatter, universes crash and explode behind my eyelids.

Catching my breath, I come back to Henry laying soft kisses across my stomach, a low hum in the back of his throat.

Jake isn't smiling anymore, his dark determination returning. I want that smile back. I want another. I didn't get to examine just how boyish and handsome he looks when he gives me the full thing.

Jake's knee dips onto the cushion beside mine, and he brushes his thumb over my mouth, pulling my lip from between my teeth before bending to kiss me. The sweep of his tongue in my mouth renews the heat low in my belly.

When he retreats an inch, he brushes his nose against mine, hand deep in my hair as he looks me over.

"Henry is going to fuck you now."

Everything inside squeezes, and I'm so wet it's spilling from me. God, we've just started.

I nod, and I'm rewarded with a half smile. No teeth, but bigger than the others I tease out of him.

He tips my chin up. "What did I tell you to say?"

"Yes, sir." My voice is gravelly and full of desire.

"Good girl." His thumb dips into my mouth before he turns my face to watch Henry.

He's now stripped bare, and I catch my breath. I didn't get to see so much of him last time. Right now, it feels like I barely got anything from him that night.

I remember that look on his face though, the pained one that says he wants me more than his common sense can correct. That soothes a bit of my broken pride. I like being his weakness.

Jake braces a knee in his hand, keeping me open as Henry drags the head of his cock across my wet folds. It pulls a small whine out of me. He taps himself against my swollen clit so that I jerk under them with a cry.

I read the silent fuck on his lips before he pushes into me. My mouth falls open as he works himself inside. I'm wet, but it's been so, so long since I've had the means or privacy for this kind of play.

Once he's seated, and I'm adjusting, he takes my knee back, holding me open. Miniscule thrusts have me grinding into him. I want more.

But Jake turns my attention back to him.

We stare at each other as Henry builds a slow rhythm.

Jake taps my mouth. "Open."

I part my lips, and his thumb slides in across my tongue.

"Suck."

Closing my mouth around him, I suck, dragging the tip of my tongue against the pad.

Composure slipping for a split second, I see the raw need inside him. God, I want to break him open. The same way he wants to with me.

Jake rears back, pulling his suit jacket off and unzipping his slacks. I don't get another inch of skin. But I want it. I want so much.

A hard thrust from Henry has me moaning again, and I can't help myself, I'm at the perfect angle to watch the way he stretches me, fills me up. It's even better than the first time.

Neither of us are in a hurry.

Jake takes my chin in his grip, and I'm provided with the magnificent view of his cock bobbing just out of reach. He lowers his mouth to mine, whispering against my swollen lips. "You're going to put that pretty mouth to use and suck my cock."

I lick my lips. I hope I'm good at it. I'm so inexperienced that between the three of them, I'm afraid I'll be found lacking.

He pauses close to my face, scrutinizing me. "Have you ever sucked a cock, ?"

A shaky breath fills my chest, and I shake my head. "No, sir."

Groaning, he plants another soft kiss on me before he's upright, cock fisted in his hand, hovering inches from my mouth.

"Don't worry. I'm a patient teacher." Like he's trying to prove it, he pauses. And I stare at the vein under his head as it throbs, mouth parting. Waiting.

I glance up at his eyes, so dark in the low light, but I can't look away.

Sinking his hand in my hair, he pulls my head back and leans in, rubbing the silky smooth skin of his tip across my mouth.

I peek a tongue out to taste him, and his nostrils flare. Ideas flash behind his gaze, and his muscles tighten before Jake gives me another inch. My mouth closes around him, tongue swirling, testing, learning.

Henry groans between my legs before he draws my thighs together, knees tight as he folds me in half. Fuck, his cock drills into me at a rough pace, drawing a low moan out of me as I tighten around him.

Jake breaks eye contact to watch. "Good. Make her come again. If she's good, we'll give her more."

His gaze flicks up.

"Eli, kneel there for to jack you."

I moan deeper, Henry hitting a spot so deep that my core doesn't know how to handle it. The pleasure is intense, borderline orgasmic, but I stay in that stubborn place.

Eli kneels beside me, lifting my hand to his silky shaft. I grip him immediately, doing my best to find a rhythm, but I'm so close to being overloaded that it's hard to focus. He doesn't seem to mind helping me out, guiding and pumping against my palm.

Jake gives me another inch, and I can properly suck him now, pulling me back from the brink just long enough for Jake to retreat.

"What did I say about being a good girl?"

I can only pant against his crown, haphazardly stroke Eli, and hang on as Henry hammers into me.

"Push her buttons."

After a second's pause, Henry's thumb comes down on my clit, pressing and stroking. Pleasure zaps me hard, and I cry out, revving up, charging that cliff, ready to come.

Jake takes another breath before he's pressing his length into me. Hitting the back of my throat, he pauses and angles me better until I feel less like I'm choking.

"Try to relax. Swallow. Breathe."

It's a struggle to do as he says. The rest of my body is clamping down, and I can't stop moaning around Jake. But the moment my throat relaxes, Jake is fucking me with similar force as Henry.

Heat explodes through me, body limp as two cocks pound into me. I blink up at Jake, memorizing the carnal need that's hardened his jaw. After the rush settles, Jake pulls out of my mouth.

"Henry, you're going to finish in her mouth. Eli?—"

Eli doesn't wait for an order. Once Henry pulls out, my hips are swiveled sideways, and Eli is poised between my legs. Holy shit. He looked big, but now that he's nudging at my entrance, he's even more massive than I thought.

It fits the rest of him.

Jake settles behind me as Eli coats himself in my juices. "I think it's about time to remove this item."

Fingers unsnap the back of my bra, and the fabric slowly peels from my breasts.

"Mmm, look at those. Soft and pink." Jake's hands squeeze down both breasts, pinching at my nipples. Ecstasy and need war with each other, my body a battlefield until I'm writhing between them.

Eli cups my waist as he presses in, and oh. God. He tilts me just right, and he's sliding in further than I thought possible. And he's almost too much even after two orgasms. His pace, even with the easy roll of his hips, is not slow.

" Fuck ." Soft whines fall from me as the two of them play with me.

"Yeah. Fuck is right, beautiful." Eli sucks a slow breath between his teeth as he watches himself fuck me. "You feel so damn good."

His gaze lifts to watch Jake pluck at and play with my nipples, and I swear he thrusts harder at the sight.

"I want those in my mouth."

"Soon," Jake says behind me. "First, has to be a good girl and make Henry come with her mouth."

Just the thought has me halfway to a new orgasm.

Jake releases his hold on my breasts, and turns my face, angling my chin so that Henry's waiting cock can slide right in. It doesn't take long to break him, and I swallow every last drop.