28. East

TWENTY-EIGHT

east

I HAD TO admit, King was a consummate host. I hadn't lacked for anything on this trip, down to the fresh seafood towers his chef prepared and the luxury toiletries that were somehow personalized to my tastes in my en suite.

Take that, West, with your shitty Hamptons accommodations.

Okay, maybe the Hamptons weren't exactly low class, but a trip with the dean certainly was.

And none of that beat out a private island with King.

"You two up for a midnight stroll?" In a pair of loose cream linen pants and a matching top, King looked entirely at ease here in a way he never did in the city. There he was all tailored suits—fashionable, but uptight. Here he rarely even wore clothes, something I was a fan of. Even as hot as he looked right then, he was still wearing far too much.

"Definitely," Zac said, setting his drink aside and getting to his feet.

"You're both wearing too much for a naked stroll on the beach." I pulled my shirt up over my head and tossed it across a chair before joining them out on the patio.

"He didn't say a naked stroll, but figures that's where your mind went," Zac said.

"Can you blame me? This should be a no-clothes-allowed week."

"I try to avoid putting my staff in uncomfortable situations when they're here," King said, but then reached for the neck of his shirt and pulled it off. "But since they're gone for the night…"

Hell yes, I thought as all that delicious skin came into view. "Much better. You're seriously fucking hot, you know that?"

"I do." King shot me a wink. All that confidence was well earned, and I appreciated the fact that he knew how sexy he was. He would have to be an idiot not to, and King was no fool. Only one of the many reasons I was attracted to him.

Zac took one look at the both of us and, to my satisfaction, got rid of his shirt as well before we all headed down toward the beach.

"Is it still considered a midnight stroll if it's eleven p.m.?" I said.

Zac snorted and shook his head. "So literal. I think he meant—" His words cut off at the long line of tiki torches illuminating a path toward the beach.

Wait, no, not toward the beach itself, but to a huge blanket setup with pillows along the shore.

"Wow," Zac said softly. "This is?—"

"A little too romantic for what I had in mind," I said, looking at the two beside me. "I'm all for a naked stroll and maybe a frolic in the sea, but a midnight picnic under the stars?"

The idea sent a shiver up my spine, but where I'd usually find myself wanting to gag, my heart beat a little faster.

"Relax," King said. "I don't expect you to sit here and point out the constellations with me."

I swallowed and glanced back at the setup. "That's what it looks like to me."

"Then you're looking at it all wrong. I don't want to search for the stars with you." King leaned over and put his lips by my ear. "I'm gonna make you see them."

He nipped at my lobe, and electricity shot straight to my cock, then he turned to Zac.

"He wanted a naked midnight stroll. Who am I to deny that? Strip him."

King walked off, leaving us staring after him, until Zac turned and reached for the drawstring of my shorts.

"You know, he's really getting off on this whole shock and order schtick he's got going on," I mused as Zac slipped his fingers inside my shorts and shoved them down.

"And you're not?" He eyed my erection as I stepped out of my clothing and reached for his.

"Well, of course I am, it's sexy as fuck, but don't you think it's time we had a little fun with him?"

"Meaning…?"

"Meaning we drive him a little crazy?"

Zac glanced over to where King had settled down on the blanket, legs stretched out, hands up behind him on the pillow. "What'd you have in mind?"

"I think it's time we seduced Professor Kingston."

Zac wrapped a hand around the root of his cock and squeezed. Oh yeah, he was all about that.

"Follow my lead." I winked then headed toward where our delectable host waited for us.

We moved to the end of the blanket so King could get a good look at us. I wanted him salivating by the time he finally got what he wanted tonight, and the best way to do that was to give him a show. After all, that's what had initially tipped his hand, watching Zac fuck me down in that throne room. King hadn't been able to get it out of his head, and now here we were.

His eyes roved over us. The light from the torches washed over our sun-kissed skin, making it glow, and as his heated gaze traveled down to our hard cocks, he licked his lips.

"Incredible," King said, reaching down to his stiffening cock. "Your bodies are incredible."

"We know," I replied with the same arrogance he'd shown on our way down here. "But why don't you take out that big cock of yours and show us how incredible you think they are?"

King arched a brow, and for a second I thought he might just shut me down—until he pulled the drawstring free and released his thick dick.

Zac sucked in a breath, and I turned to grab the back of his neck and haul him in for a crushing kiss. Zac's lips parted the second they met mine, his tongue slipping inside to tangle as my hands went to his waist to haul him in closer. He grabbed my ass as our cocks rubbed against each other.

King groaned watching us, wrapping his fingers around his erection as Zac ripped his mouth from mine and kissed a path down my neck.God I loved it. King's eyes on us. The way Zac knew how to touch me in a way that set my body on fire.

"Get down here," King said roughly. He stroked himself leisurely, but every muscle in his body was tensed, betraying his impatience.

"Now, now, King . You've been so busy being such a very good host…"

Zac nodded in agreement. "So why don't you lie there and let us take very good care of you tonight?"

We both dropped down to our knees, each straddling one of King's legs, as our professor lifted his eyebrows. But he didn't say a word to stop us. He licked his lips, looking incredibly turned on as he, surprisingly, kept his hands to himself.

Zac winked at me as he flattened his palm on King's thigh and began to run his hand up his leg.

Hell yes. I was so here for that hot, assertive side of Zac that I let him take the lead. He rose back up on his knees as he moved his hand farther up King's body, bypassing his cock and running it up his side and chest. Then he leaned down, capturing King's mouth in a kiss while he pinned his arms up over his head.

"No touching," Zac said. That demand as he lowered back down had King's cock jumping, but he did as he was told and kept his arms where they were.

That glistening tip was too much temptation for Zac to ignore, though, and his tongue came out to lick the bead of pre-cum. He hummed low in his throat before diving back in for another taste. Full lips slid down King's stiff prick, Zac swallowing him as far as he could take him. The sight had me reaching for my own erection that was currently making a mess of the leg I straddled.

Zac pumped him a few more times, and I was ready for my turn. I leaned over, and when he felt me there, he rose off King's cock, and I dove in without missing a beat. A curse escaped the sex god beneath our thighs as I took his huge dick down my throat.

"We can't get enough of you." Zac didn't take his hand off King, reaching down to massage his balls as I sucked him off.

King looked down at us with a heady stare. Eyes glazing over. Body tensing. Chest rising and falling with rapid breaths. It was hard to imagine this was the same man I'd seen in the classroom last week, so serious and demanding.

He certainly wasn't in any place to demand anything right now.

"Jesus Christ." King arched his head back as I tongued the wet slit of his dick, and then Zac took over, sucking on the head like it was the best thing he'd ever had in his mouth.

Besides my own, obviously.

I licked up the hard V of King's body, wanting to trail my lips over every taut contour of his abs and kiss every inch of flesh. The way his hands clenched into the pillow told me he was struggling with not being able to touch or guide us, and I smirked with satisfaction as I brushed my mouth over his.

"Want to see why we're so ravenous?" I said. "See how fucking good you taste…"

I parted his lips with my tongue, then licked into his mouth. He moaned, the sensation vibrating through me before he angled his head in an effort to get even more. Damn, his kiss was as eager as his body that was currently straining under mine as Zac continued to blow his cock—and his mind.

"You wanted us to see stars, huh? How about you show us how it's done first?" I sucked at the tender skin beneath his neck before drawing off him, tagging off with Zac to get my lips around his massive dick again. It was so big I had to wrap my hand around the base of him to make sure every inch was included in this sensory takeover.

Zac took his fill of King's mouth, then kissed his way down his body, joining me as I drew up off King so we could both lick at him at the same time. I kept my hand on his base, continuously pumping while we took turns lapping up his arousal. I didn't think either Zac or I noticed that we were grinding over his body like a couple of horny teenagers, getting ourselves off on his thighs with the erotic sounds he made spurring us on.

"Shit." King's hips bucked up under our assault. His balls drew up tight, his cock hot, hard steel, and I knew if I wanted him to come down my throat, I had to act fast.

"Sorry, not sorry," I said to Zac as I nudged him out of the way to wrap my lips around King. I was a selfish bastard, and I wanted that explosion we'd stroked him to. If Zac minded, I couldn't tell, his hand working his own dick at the same fast pace my mouth was as his gaze flipped from me to King and back.

I could feel my own release hovering, and it wouldn't take much to send me over the edge.

It was Zac's orgasm shooting out across King's abs that did it. King's whole body tensed. He came on a roar, his dick pulsing hot jets of cum down my throat. It was so much and so intense that it trickled down the sides of my mouth, making me unable to hold back my own. I kept swallowing him down as my release erupted beneath me, sandwiched between my body and King's leg that had served as a source of friction to get me off.

Hell, what was I saying? Just looking at him and Zac getting it on had my dick hard, so it wasn't a reach that seeing them come would cause a chain reaction.

"Fucking unreal."

The comedown from my orgasm had the blood ringing in my ears so loud I almost missed King's words, but I felt a supreme sense of pleasure at the fact he couldn't say much more than that at the moment.

The next time he saw the stars, he'd definitely think of us.