11. Clara

11

CLARA

I used to love camping. I loved the close feeling of being with friends and family huddled over a campfire. We didn’t have a fire here in the office, but the feeling still grew within me that maybe being here with them would reignite my other passions that I’d let fall by the wayside.

Liam watched me, holding the bottle close to his chest and occasionally shooting a look at Alexander.

He would always be the one they looked to for leadership, and I followed Liam’s direction but dared to arch a brow in challenge. He always seemed to cave to that look, and this was no different. “Eat and drink the wine.” Grinning, he organized the food on his desk, then removed his heavy coat and draped it across the back of his chair. “Then we play.”

Play. God I loved the way he said it.

“Who gets to go first?” Ethan’s velvety voice set off the flutter of butterflies in my stomach. He followed Alexander to the table, setting his coat aside on the way, and sank into his chair. “Are there any rules?”

“Rules are simple.” I opened the box of crackers and popped one in my mouth. “If the bottle lands on you, you remove any piece of clothing.”

“Of our choice?” Liam popped the cork on the wine and set it down. “Seems like it would be more fun if someone chose for us.”

“But choosing for yourself sets the pace for the game.” I passed Alexander my coffee cup from this morning. He’d taken all the cups and washed them earlier in the employee lounge. Next staff meeting, I was recommending they put showers in the bathrooms. Or at the very least, add in a single room with a shower in case something like this ever happened again. I’d cleaned up, but I longed for a nice, hot shower.

Alexander poured wine in all our cups and passed them around the table. “Let’s keep it simple and make it our own choice.”

“Of course you’d pick that.” Liam rolled his eyes, but there was no heat or annoyance in his voice, only a genuine desire to poke at Alexander. “You’re so stuffy and controlling you can’t stand the thought of anyone making a decision for you.”

“You consider that a bad thing?” Alexander swirled the wine around his cup before drinking deep.

I downed my own cup and held it up for another. “Empty that bottle. We need it.”

Liam let Alexander’s question go and gulped his wine. “Pour that in the coffee carafe. We’ll refill from there.” He grabbed the bottle when Alexander moved too slowly. “I’ll do it.”

“Come on, Ethan. We’d better set up a circle.” Alexander moved the computers and papers off the table and set them on his desk. He paused and lifted his head. “Are we playing on the floor?”

“Yes. That’s part of the fun.” It was charming that he asked. The mere thought of CEO Alexander sitting in a circle on the floor in his suit made me want to laugh. I held back the giggles and helped Liam with the wine.

Alexander and Ethan pushed the table out of the way to clear a spot on the floor for all of us to sit. “I haven’t done this since seventh grade.” A melancholy note hit Alexander’s voice as he carried some of the food over and placed it within reach. “Good memories.”

“We’re about to make some better ones.” Liam wiggled the wine bottle in the air.

We walked over to Ethan and Alexander and took our places, the four of us making a loose circle. I snatched another cracker and pointed it at Liam. “You spin first.”

The room went silent as Liam lowered the bottle and gave it a rapid spin. It blurred, spinning so fast I could barely keep track. I chewed and swallowed the cracker, and the bottle slowed. My heart slammed my ribs with every turn. I knew where I wanted this game to end, and from the looks on my bosses’ faces, they felt the same way.

Alexander’s office had become our haven. How would I ever walk into this room and not think about the things we’d done? Alexander, Ethan, and Liam made sex the most amazing experience of my life. I wanted more. However I could get it.

One final spin and the bottle came to rest pointing at me. Three pairs of eyes rose from the bottle to me. The room was already warm thanks to the generator, but the looks in their eyes sent my body temperature skyrocketing. How could I ever be cold when they looked at me like that? I reached down with a grin, kicked off one boot, and wiggled my toes toward Alexander. “My turn.” No one moved or even blinked. They stared, the heat intensifying, like I was the only thing in the world that mattered. I whipped the bottle around, not caring who it landed on. The anticipation soaked my panties.

The bottle landed on Ethan, and he whipped off his shirt without a second’s hesitation. His spin landed on me again, and I removed the other boot.

Liam let out a heartfelt groan. “You’re a tease.”

“And you love it.” I crossed my legs and leaned forward to make the next spin.

“Yes, I do,” Liam agreed. “It gives me time to come up with more ways to please you.”

My hand faltered on the bottle, making it wobble as it turned, this time stopping on Alexander. Holding my gaze, he stood and removed his pants, a wicked smile showing off his perfect teeth. “In case you wondered what you were missing.” His cock stood fully erect beneath his boxers. When he sat, it poked through the flaps. My mouth watered at the sight. I was ready to say fuck the game and get on with the actual fucking, when he snapped the bottle with a flick of his wrist.

The game intensified from there, with us shucking clothes faster and faster until we all sat in varying stages of undress. I’d removed my leggings and bra but kept my skirt and shirt on. Liam was down to one sock and his tie but nothing else.

Alexander and Ethan lounged in their shirts and boxers, both sporting erections they didn’t bother trying to hide.

I spun the bottle after removing my panties and tossing them toward Liam, who tucked them into his tie.

“Damn that bottle.” Liam groaned when the bottle bypassed me and landed on him again. “I think the damned thing wants you to stay dressed.”

“Oh, really?” I rose onto my hands and knees and crawled toward him. “Seeing me like this isn’t enough for you?” My breasts threatened to spill out of my shirt, and he followed the sway of them.

“Now that is a view worth dying for,” Ethan spoke from behind me, where he had a perfect view of my ass, the ass he’d fucked this morning until I thought I’d die from pleasure.

The memory of it tightened my core. I wanted him back there again, his cock stroking me so deep I thought of nothing else. I kept crawling toward Liam, letting Ethan and Alexander ogle my backside.

“You could be dressed in a snowsuit as thick as a mountain and it would be enough for me.” He pulled me into his lap and slammed his lips into mine.

I straddled his legs but stayed far enough back that his cock brushed my clit without entering me.

Our tongues tangled together, the heat of his embrace spreading through my entire body.

“New game.” Alexander’s strangled voice came from far away. “The three of us spin the bottle. Whoever it lands on gets five minutes with Clara. We do whatever she wants.”

“Deal,” Ethan said quick enough that I smiled into Liam’s lips.

Liam grabbed my ass and pulled me closer, sliding his cock up and down over my clit. “Our five minutes start now.” He nibbled my bottom lip. “What do you want to do to me, Clara?”

My head fell forward onto his shoulder as I considered my options. “I want to ride your cock.” I lifted onto my knees and settled on his rigid length with a satisfied groan. “Damn you feel good.”

“How many orgasms can you get, Clara?” He popped a breast free from my shirt and brought it to his lips. “Can you get one every five minutes?”

“I’m damned sure willing to try.” But I had other ideas for our pleasure. I wanted to drag this out for hours if I could. “How long can you keep an erection?”

Liam’s grin turned savage as he thrust up into me. “As long as you need.”

“Good.” I moved back onto my knees, rising until I felt the head of his cock perched at my entrance. I made tiny pulsing motions as he sucked my nipple hard enough to bruise. I quaked with need but held back from the release.

“Time’s up.” Alexander barked the words with a savageness that I found endearing.

I slid off Liam’s lap and turned around, setting my ass between his legs and leaning forward to spin the bottle.

Liam placed his hands on my hips.

“No.” Alexander snapped at him. “No touching except during the five minutes.”

Liam grumbled but pulled his hands back to his sides. “Fine. But when it’s my turn again…” he trailed off when I wiggled my ass over his cock.

The bottle stopped on Alexander, and I crawled my way over to him. Being on my hands and knees in front of them while they sat and watched brought back that sense of power. I did not have to be on my feet, loud and demanding, to have power. I was as strong here, in what most considered a subservient position. I sat on my heels and palmed Alexander’s cock. “Start the time, Ethan.” Alexander let out a strangled groan when I bobbed my head over his dick, taking him deep into my mouth and sucking on my way back up. He put a hand on the back of my head, but I pushed it aside. “No. I touch you this time. You sit back and let me.”

Liam’s laughter caused Alexander to scowl, but he propped himself on his palms and watched me lick the head of his cock.

A shudder whipped through his body. “Fucking hell.” He fisted his hands. “I never knew it would be this hard to keep my hands off you.” Another groan when I nipped my way down the side of his shaft. “Sorry, Liam.”

“No worries,” Liam answered with a satisfied tone.

I focused on Alexander, on finding what he liked most as I switched between sucking the head of his cock and drawing as much of his dick into my throat as I could. He must’ve liked it all, because his breathing turned shallow and his head fell back.

“Time.” Velvet and gravel met in Ethan’s tone. “I hope to fuck that I’m next.”

“Oh yeah?” I whipped the bottle around. “What will you do if you’re not?”

“Suffer in absolute silence.” A dangerous gleam in the depths of his eyes darkened the color. “And when this game is over and I’m inside you, I’ll repay every second of torture.”

“I like the sound of that.” The bottle stopped on him, and I smirked on my way over. “I’m willing to keep this going a long, long time.” I raised a brow at him. “Start the time, Alexander.” My body was on fire with the need to be touched, teased, and fucked. Still, I waited, drawing out my own anticipation. I held Ethan’s gaze as I wrapped both hands around his shaft and stroked him, using the beads of precum to lubricate his cock and draw out the sensation. Thick ridges and veins bulged beneath my hands. “What do you like, Ethan?”

“I like watching the pleasure on your face.” He moved to touch my cheek, stopping an inch away. “This mouth. It’s like magic.”

“This mouth?” I dropped my lips over his cock and wrapped them tight around the head.

“Fuck. Yes, that mouth.” The darkness in his voice thickened. “I want to fuck it.”

“I think Clara likes a little foreplay,” Liam said in a stage whisper. “What’s that called, Alexander?”

“Edging,” Alexander responded immediately. “Where you go to the brink of orgasm over and over again but don’t come. It heightens the senses and makes the orgasm more powerful.”

Oh, really? Was that what I was doing? Certainly none of them were reaching the peak of orgasm in five minutes with me, but it was doing something to me. The desire in my body burned hotter than ever before, and even thinking about one of them touching me had me ready to explode.

“Time,” Alexander growled.

I licked Ethan one last time and moved to the center of the circle. They sat around me, three men ready to worship me and my body in any way that I asked. Every look said they would give me anything. If I told them to stop, they would stop. If I told them I wanted to fuck all three of them at the same time, they would move heaven and earth to make it happen.

I was not ready for this to be over. Breath locked tight in my throat, I picked up the bottle and pointed it at myself. “You each get five minutes with me now. One at a time, to do anything you want. No questions asked.” I pointed at Alexander. “You get to go first.”

He rose onto his knees and grabbed my face, pulling me up and toward him. Searing hot lips met mine, his tongue demanding entrance. I gave it to him. I gave him my body, my heart, my everything.

His cock slid between my legs and nestled in my folds. I held his shoulders to keep from melting into the floor as my knees weakened from the force of his kiss. I ached to have him inside me, but I’d hold to my control and let them have me the way I’d taken them.

Long fingers delved into my hair and anchored my head as he plundered every inch of my mouth. His hips rocked against mine, thrusting his cock between my thighs.

“Time.” Liam sounded far too happy about ending our kiss.

I grinned at his enthusiasm and turned away from Alexander. “Ethan, you’re next.”

He closed in as Alexander sat back. The loss of his absence never even registered when Ethan drew me into his arms and lifted my skirt. “Five minutes with you will never be enough. I could spend forever right here.” He shifted his weight onto one foot and angled his cock toward my pussy. “Every second with you feels like this.” He drove inside me, filling me with a single thrust that brought a gasp to my lips and forced my eyes closed.

“I thought you wanted my mouth,” I managed to whisper when he withdrew his cock.

He eased it back into me so slowly that I thought I’d die. The room spun around me. Colors whirled and danced as my entire body attuned to the moment and the feel of his cock driving me to impossible heights.

He kissed me with the same passionate tempo of his cock’s advance.

Alexander and Liam called out simultaneously, “Time.”

Ethan dragged his dick from me in slow, measured degrees. “It’s Liam’s turn now.”

I nodded and let him guide me around to face Liam. “You get your five minutes, then I want all of you, all over me.”