8. Holden

eight

Holden

M y patience is wearing thin as I wait for my turn with Hadley. Barnett has been quietly sitting on the couch, watching the closet door, looking as lovesick as I feel. We should have done this in front of each other so we could work on the whole sharing thing.

"You okay, man?"

"Yeah, she's just more than I expected." Barnett runs his fingers through his hair, his shoulders dropping slightly.

I know exactly what he means—when she looks at me, the restlessness that usually consumes me is no longer there. Neither is the desire to take what I want and not care about the consequences. I've only spent a couple of hours with her, and she already makes me want to be a better person.

The alarm on my phone goes off, and I leap off the couch; it's finally my turn with Hadley alone in the closet. "Times up!" I knock on the closet door.

Hadley and Caspian step out of the closet, Hadley's hair ruffled, her cheeks pink and the same smile on her face that she had when she walked out of the closet with Barnett. It's in that moment I know exactly what I want to do in that closet with her.

I brush past Caspian and take Hadley's hand in mine, "Are you ready for me, or do you need a break?"

She looks stunned by my question but quickly recovers, "I don't need a break—I'm ready for you."

Her words are all the permission I need to pull her into the closet, "Let me know if you do need a break. Making out with three guys in the span of twenty-one minutes can be a lot." I kiss her forehead before working my way to her lips.

She opens her mouth to me, and I give her what she wants by thrusting my tongue into her mouth, but not for long. Right now, I'm on a mission to please her.

I pull back and kiss her lips one last time before kneeling down in front of her.

"What are you doing?" She gasps as I pull her pants and panties down. Damn, I wish the light was on so I could see how plump and wet her pussy is for me.

"Just relax and enjoy." I say against her pussy, "but you might want to be quiet. Barnett and Caspian might want to join in once they hear the sounds you're going to make when my tongue fucks your pussy—and they've already had their turn—now it's my turn."

Her body trembles at my words, and I don't waste any time waiting for her response. My tongue parts her lower lips, and the salty tang of her nectar fills my mouth. Her body bucks against my mouth as she whispers my name.

I flick my tongue against her clit as I slide a finger inside her wet heat—shit, she's so fucking tight, we're going to have to make sure to stretch her out before we fuck her. I don't even try to correct the direction of my thoughts because now that I've had a taste, I'm going to need everything Hadley is willing to give me.

"Holden." Her fingers grip my hair as she moans my name. "Don't stop."

Like I could stop—the world could be ending, and I wouldn't stop pleasuring her. It's a foreign feeling to want to pleasure someone else without thinking about my own pleasure. Sure, my cock is rock hard, and I'd bang her in this closet if she wanted me to, but right now, this is about Hadley.

I insert a second finger and pick up the pace, thrusting my fingers into her as she rides my face until her body shakes, and she lets out a silent scream as her orgasm soaks my face.

"Wow." she pants, "That was amazing."

A knock on the door signals our seven minutes in Heaven are up. I reluctantly lift my shirt and wipe her juices from my face. I would have preferred to leave it for Caspian and Barnett to see that she had marked me, but I'm pretty sure when this is all said and done, she will have marked all of us only not so literally, because I know I'm already falling for her.