by Madison Faye
As it happened, it tended to be Dane and Gaige, and Noah and me that paired off with women. Not because any of us were closer than the others, it just sort of shook out that way. I think ultimately, Dane and Gaige tended to go for a certain kind of woman, and Noah and I for another. Except in this case; we were about to cross into new territory. Because we all were into Tess — hard.
Even Vince. Vince had been a part of sharing before, but he tended to fly solo. Hell, honestly these days he tended to not go near women. None of us really had since we opened Lume — too busy, too overworked, too not in the mood. But Vince in particular was always a bit cooler when it came to women.
That is, apparently, until Tess.
Gaige of course was the one that had blabbed to me about his night with her and Dane. It wasn't a brag, either. He'd come to me in a state of disbelief, telling me he'd met "the one." I'd thought he was crazy, until he swore up and down how incredible she was, and how easy she was to connect with like he'd never connected before.
"Dane feels the same way."
"Well, you and Dane DO tend to go after the same—"
"YOU will too, buddy. Trust me."
I'd shaken my head, laughing at my friend until I'd seen the dead-serious look in his eyes.
"Vince is hooked too."
I'd frowned.
"Wait, Vince was there too?"
"No, after. This afternoon, she went in to quit and he and her apparently came together like fucking magnets. I've never seen him like this, dude."
Vince was hooked on her? Now, that was news. That was a benchmark that intrigued me. So, I'd internet-stalked her.
…What, like you're so innocent?
Yeah, I'd looked up her Facebook profile, and obviously fallen hard for her beauty. Tess was incredible, in this sort of old-fashioned way that you didn't see anymore. And fuck if Gaige hadn't been right — she was the anomaly — a woman that all five of us were attracted to. That's why I'd dragged Noah to the tournament tonight, even if both of us usually hated these things. It's why I took one look at her face to face and felt something ache in my chest. It's why in ten minutes of conversation, I already felt like I'd been friends with her for years.
Gaige was fucking right — she was the "it" none of us had even realized we were looking for. She was perfect, she was incredible, and she was both of those things for all of us, which was new. I didn't know if that meant something amazing, or disastrous, but I knew I'd be damned if I let the opportunity to find out slip away.
Her hand tightens in mine as we approach the stairs that lead up to the private VIP loft that looks out over the poker floor. I squeeze right back, feeling my pulse roar in my ears. I swear I can smell her shampoo, or maybe it's her perfume, from here. And all it does is make me want to bury my face in her neck and breathe deep until I can consume that smell. I want to breathe her in until she fills every part of me.
A couple of henchmen of some of the mafia-type guys playing in the tournament are crowded at the bottom of the stairs drinking beers, but they straighten up when they see us coming.
"Move," I growl under my breath in a way that gets even the ballsier looking ones among them moving their asses. They know who we are, of course, and know that this is our place. But beyond that, we're fairly imposing guys. I mean, I might be a solid half-foot taller than Noah, but it's not like the guy is any less tough or built.
We lead her up the stairs to the windowed-in loft space and shut the door behind us, so that we're all finally alone. I exhale, the noise of the tournament muffled as the door locks.
"Can they…?"
Tess moves towards the big floor-to-ceiling windows looking down over the tournament and nods down.
"See us?" Noah shakes his head. "Nah, it's one-way glass. It's mirrored on the outside.
Tess smirks. "So what is this, your little private VIP room?"
"Yep." I grin, moving to the mini-bar.
"What, some place you can take girls and impress them?"
Noah and I glance at each other before I turn and meet her eye.
"No, actually. This room is just for the five of us. No women, no one else. Not ever."
She raises a brow, rolling her eyes sarcastically. "Right, and I suppose I just happen to be the one the excepti—"
"You are."
She falters at the firmness in my voice, her eyes darting up to mine and frowning slightly.
"You mean that."
"Of course I do."
"You just met me."
I nod. "And are you going to try and tell me you don't feel the same spark we do?"
She swallows thickly, and when I see the color flush into her cheeks, I know I'm right. She does feel it.
My pulse quickens, and I turn back towards the minibar.
"Drink?"
Tess laughs this light, slightly nervous, but somehow heated laugh.
"Trying to seduce me or something?"
"Yes."
I growl, turning back and looking her right in the eye.
"Yes, I am. Very much so, actually."
She gasps quietly as I move towards her, passing her a drink and taking a sip from mine.
I hear Noah pouring himself something before he steps forward.
"Look, that thing you felt with Gaige and Dane? With Vince? And what they felt with you?" He takes a deep breath, his eyes piercing into hers. "We're feeling it too, and there's no damn way we can deny that."
She swallows heavily, her breath coming slow as she bites her bottom lip.
"Gaige said you guys all…you know."
"Share?"
Her eyes pull back to mine, and she nods.
"Not like this," I say softly. "Yes, there've been flings where maybe two of us were involved with someone, but it was never serious. It was never this real," I say through clenched teeth, feeling my heart race as I lose myself in her big green eyes. "And we've never all felt like this about one someone. Not ever."
I can see her chest rising and falling as she takes it in, her eyes darting between mine and Noah's. She slowly tucks some hair behind one ear, and when doing that flashes me an expanse of her neck, I groan. Fuck I want to bury my lips in that neck. I want to taste her skin while I pull her against me, pull her clothes off, and then pull her down onto every single inch of my cock.
"Look, nothing about you being up here is binding. Of course," I say tightly, training my eyes right on hers and seeing the fire spark there. "You can head back to work, or hell, leave if you want to. No harm no foul, and no one's going to stop you." I take a deep breath, closing the distance between us. "But I think you should stay."
"Same," Noah growls, moving forward as well. Part of me worries about freaking her out, what with us crowding her like this. But she doesn't seem to flinch, and she certainly isn't backing away. If anything, she only gasps a little bit, and her cheeks only blush a little pinker.
"Oh do you?" She whispers, biting her lip and arching one brow in a more seductive way than maybe she's intended. But shit, the look gets my cock rock hard, and raring to get a taste of her.
Noah moves behind her, and her breath catches.
"The five of us—"
"You share, I know," she gasps quietly, her lip quivering.
"Let us show you how we share," I groan, moving right into her and taking her hand in mine. She moves into me, her much smaller body molding to mine as I pull her tight.
"Fuck, Tess," I groan, moving my lips down until they're barely touching hers. Part of me is waiting for this moment to shatter completely — for her to shake herself out of her frozen state and push us away. But she only whimpers, and only melts against me even tighter.
"You do something to me that I've never felt," I growl. "Not fucking ever. Hell, you do it to all of us and I don't know how to stop it."
"Then don't," she moans back, her eyes flashing as they look up into mine. "I think I might be crazy, and I think you guys bring it out in me, but I don't want to say no to this — to any of you."
"Say yes, and let us show you everything," I growl.
Slowly, her lips open. No sound comes out, but as her eyes grow wider, her head nods.
"Yes," she croaks out.
Fuck, it's the only word I need.
I sear my lips to hers, kissing her like an animal uncaged. It's fierce and it's primal, my lips bruising to hers and taking her damn breath away. She moans into the kiss, melting into me as my hands hold her tight. I can feel Noah moving tight against her from behind, his own hand skimming her luscious body as his lips leave marks across her neck. He pulls her away from my lips with a whimper from hers, but he silences it with his own mouth. I groan, watching my buddy turn her head to the side and sear his lips to hers. His hands grip her tighter, and my cock throbs as I watch her melt into him.
I move my own mouth to her neck then, sucking and biting the skin there hard enough to leave marks. I move lower, my lips trailing over the top of her breasts as she gasps into Noah's mouth. I pull at the straps of her dress, and she only pulls away from him for a second. Her eyes lock onto mine, and she nods, her face flushed. Noah pulls her back into a slow, deep kiss, and I continue to pull her dress down over her luscious tits. She's wearing black lacy lingerie, and I groan when I get a glimpse of her pink nipples through the gauzy material, slowly hardening to pebbles.
The dress falls to a pool around her heeled feet, and I actually growl out loud as my eyes drink in her almost nude body. Fuck, she's perfect. Flawless, and smooth — curvy in all the right damn places. She looks good enough to eat, and frankly, that's exactly what I'm going to do.
I move my lips down her breasts popping the clasp of her bra and pulling it down her arms. She moans into Noah's kiss, making these sweet little mewling sounds. I yank my t-shirt off and toss it away along with her bra, and when I press my bare chest to her skin, she whimpers at the contact. I pull her away from Noah and crush my lips to her swollen ones. My tongue finds hers, and I groan into her mouth as I claim those lips. My hand slides down over her belly, and when she gasps into my kiss, I only keep going, until my fingers slide over the front of her panties.
"Fuck, beautiful," I groan, feeling how fucking wet she is. "This sweet little pussy is just dripping for us isn't it?"
She nods, panting deeply.
"You know what's going to make it even wetter?"
She only bites her lip, her chest rising and falling with her breath as Noah pushes her hair aside and kisses down the back of her neck.
"My tongue."
She gasps loudly as I suddenly move to my knees in front of her. I kiss over her belly, my fingers teasing over the edge of her panties before hooking inside and tugging. Noah's kneeling behind her, and he helps me tug her wet, sticky panties down her thighs until they drop to her feet.
I groan as my eyes feast on her sweet little pussy, and my cock fucking lurches in my jeans as I lean in. Fuck, she smells like honey and sex, and the mere scent of her has my pre-cum soaking into my boxers. My balls twitch with the need to be inside of her, claiming her. But first, it'll be my tongue that slides between those sweet lips and tastes that forbidden honey.
I kiss down her belly and slowly push her legs apart. My hand slides up her thighs until my fingers slide over her slick, puffy lips. Tess moans, her eyes wide as she looks down and watches me. I use two fingers to spread her petals, and then I move in. She cries out when my tongue drags over her pussy, teasing her opening before sliding up to swirl over her clit. My cock lurches, to the point where I have to drop my hand to my lap and give myself a stroke to take the edge off. She tastes like fucking heaven, and I groan as I push my tongue deep inside.
She suddenly gasps sharply and bucks against me, and I suddenly know exactly what Noah's up to.
"Oh, fuck, wait—"
She whimpers as my buddy drags his tongue over her asshole, teasing her with the wet tip until her toes are curling.
"I've never— I mean, you can't—"
"You sure you want him to stop?" I growl, pulling away and kissing her hip as I glance up at her. Her face crumbles with pleasure, her jaw hanging open as the heat floods her face. Noah groans into her, his hands firm on her ass as he teases her with his tongue.
"No," she finally gasps, shaking her head. "No, I don't think I do."
"Hang on, beautiful," I groan, holding her hips steady as I move back in. "Because we're about to rock your damn world."
My tongue pushes back between her lips, teasing over her clit as Noah does the same to her tight little asshole. Tess falls the fuck apart between us, gasping louder and louder until her pleasure fills the room. Thank fuck for the soundproofing in this place.
The two of us hold her firm, on our knees on either side of her as she stands. Tess steadies herself with a hand tangled in each of our hair as she sags against us. My tongue swirls faster and faster, and when I curl a finger up inside her tight opening, she bucks against me. Noah's growling loudly his hands tight on her ass and spreading her wide as he fucks her most private place with his tongue. The two of us are relentless, groaning and tasting her until suddenly, she explodes between us.
Tess screams her orgasm out, her breath coming in one big choking cry as the climax tears through her. She almost falls, but the two of us hold her fast, our tongues rolling her right through one climax into another until she's a whimpering, panting, beautiful mess between us.
Slowly, we stand, holding her tight and sandwiching her tight between us. I kiss her slowly, letting her taste her own sweetness on my lips and groaning as she kisses me harder for it.
"Okay, what was that?" She gasps, a huge smile on her face as she buries it in my broad chest.
"That, beautiful, was just us getting started."
11
Noah
We half drag, half carry her over to the rich sofa against one of the walls. We all tumble into it, lips teasing over her skin as she moans and melts into us. I tear my shirt off, kissing down her back as Luke pulls her on top of him. My pulse thunders in my veins like nothing I've ever felt before. My heart beats a million miles an hour, and with every single kiss down her bare skin, I can feel myself falling deeper into her.
What the fuck is happening to me?
I've never fallen into anyone before — not even fucking close. In fact, I've prided myself at making it this far in life without getting tangled up in a chick like so many of my friends have been. Sure, I've dated, but it's always been — well, I don't even want to call it "casual." More like, "faded.” Nothing’s ever lasted with me and a woman, because I've never felt that something apparently everyone always moans about feeling. Not me though.
I've even "dated" a chick with Luke one time. But that lasted all of a handful of weeks, tops, and if we're being honest, I was the official third wheel in that. She wanted Luke, and she also wanted some fun stories to tell her friends someday about fucking two guys at once. In the end, I walked away first, with Luke following close after.
Like I said, they never last.
And it's because I've never felt that "thing" you're supposed to feel. I'd say it’s a bullshit notion anyways — something made up by Hollywood movies to hit some emotional note that doesn't really exist in the real world. And even if they've never "fallen" for anyone either, my buddies have at last gotten close enough to assure me that the feeling is indeed real. But, I've never been sure if I even believe them.
…Until this exact moment.
The feel of Tess's skin is like something familiar that I've been looking for my entire life. Kissing her is like a neon flashing light that screams "yeah, this is what a kiss is supposed to feel like, idiot." Her cries of pleasure, her laugh, her smile, that heat in her eyes, that sass — fuckin' all of it is like a silver bullet right through the walls I've pu
t up around myself. She smashes all of that shit, and that's why I can say without a second's hesitation that I'm falling right the fuck into her.
…And I never want to stop.
I came here tonight with Luke at his instance. I never expected anything, aside from maybe some new chick who wanted to try us both. What I've found with Tess blows every notion I have out of the water. She levels me to the ground, and knocks away every single thing I think I know, except for that one absolute truth: she's it. I don't even fully know what that means, since I've never come close to feeling it before, but I know it's the truth.
She's it, she's the one, and I'll be damned if I ever let her go now.
It's physical, sure. I mean, shit, no girl has ever made me this hard before. No girl has ever made my blood feel like fire inside of me — burning with the sole desire and need to plunge inside of her, or to taste every inch of her body, or to make her come like she's never come before, repeatedly, until she forgets everything but what I'm doing to her.
Which is exactly what I plan on doing.
Luke's reaching for his belt as he kisses her deeply. I slip her panties off her ankles and bring them to my nose, groaning like a goddamn animal as I inhale the sweet scent of her cunt. My cock lurches, and when I hear my buddies zipper, I know there's no holding back anymore. I shed my own pants and boxers, wrapping my hand around my thick shaft and stroking my cock as I kiss down over her ass and spread her thighs with my other hand. I drag my tongue over her slippery pussy, making her moan as Luke starts to yank his pants down.
She gasps, and I grin.
See, I'm what you'd call "hung." Nine thick inches that don't like going soft ain't exactly anything I'm mad about. But Luke? I grin to myself, listening to her breath catch. Yeah, Luke is a fuckin' horse. I mean, he's a big guy anyways, but the eleven-inch cock he's got between his legs is definitely something to make a girl's jaw drop. It's a good thing he's a bit of a teddy bear too, cause if he had a dark side, he could actually probably hurt someone with that thing.
