Reaching out under the table, he circled his hand around her ankle, enjoying the feel of the delicate bones beneath his fingers. Then he trailed his hand up her calf, over the back of her knee, before curling it around to the top of her thigh. Once there, he played with the hem of her dress, teasing around the edge. Her breathing became more laboured with every inch and when he looked up at her face, he saw her watching him intently. Her lips were parted, as if begging him to taste her.
He released her leg so he could curl his hand around the back of her neck where he tunnelled his fingers into her hair. Pulling her forward, he heard her whimper as he placed his lips beside her ear. “Julia, darlin’,” he murmured, “you are going to be fucked so well you’ll begin to wonder if you’ll ever walk straight again. You’ll love it so much you’ll be calling our names in your sleep for years.” Running his fingers along her jaw, he took her chin in his grasp, urging her to look into his eyes. “Do you believe me?”
Her head dipped in a nod, and he had to consciously remind himself to release her. It was damned hard to let go. He didn’t know what it was about this particular woman that had him acting like a possessive dick. It wasn’t like she would stick around once she’d had her fun. He understood that. Still, if there was even the slightest chance he could keep her tied to them with lust, with an insatiable desire for what they could do for her, he wasn’t sure he was above using it against her.
Chapter 11
A few hours later, when they entered the Southbank apartment Derek and Scott shared, Julia felt like a completely different woman. For her, gazing dreamily into a man’s eyes over a candlelit dinner was as risqué as a date had ever gotten. She never would have believed she would allow a man to stroke her halfway to heaven right there at the table of a restaurant. And yet, that’s exactly what she’d done. With two men.
The biggest surprise was just how much she’d enjoyed it. She’d never had so much fun. With the privacy provided by the sheer white curtains, she’d felt a little bolder, a little more wanton. The thought of what else she would allow these men to do to her kept her languid with arousal throughout the evening.
They had spent dinner talking, laughing, and sharing stories. Even Scott had let down his guard, regaling her with tales of his and Derek’s life together. He had surprised her with his wit and his obvious devotion. He and Derek had held hands over the table without hesitation. Derek had fallen into an easy familiarity with her also, stroking her arm or resting a hand on her knee as they chatted. She noticed Scott was less inclined to reach for her the way he did Derek, despite the intensity of their attraction. It didn’t surprise her because, though they’d worked together for a year, she and Scott hadn’t spent much time getting to know one another.
Now here she was in their home. The clacking of her heels on their hardwood floors seemed unnaturally loud. The awkwardness and nerves were coming back with a vengeance. She had no idea what to do first. Or rather, whom to do first. The thought made her giggle.
Long male arms wrapped around her waist from behind and Derek nuzzled her neck. “What’s so funny?” he asked, a smile in his voice.
“Nothing,” she said, turning in his arms. Her fingers found his chest, where she fiddled with the material of his shirt. “I’m just a little nervous. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
He leaned in to place a gentle kiss upon her lips. “Don’t worry,” he murmured, enfolding her in a warm hug. “We’ll take care of you.”
Grateful for his reassurance, she hugged him back. Her gaze drifted over his shoulder to Scott, who watched them from a distance. His expression told her he was only thinking of the taking part. She shivered and snuggled deeper into Derek’s arms, her eyes closing as she took a deep, steadying breath.
Male fingers wrapped around one of her hands and she looked up to see Scott was now beside them. “Come,” he said as he tugged her from Derek’s embrace and led her through the living area. “I want you to see the view.”
Scott pulled back a long curtain to reveal the huge expanse of glass that made up one whole wall of the living area. From here she could see the city lights of Melbourne sprawled on the far side of the Yarra River. He slid the door open and she stepped out onto the sixteenth-storey balcony, awed by the sight before her. This was the benefit of living in a high-rise so close to the city. The view really was something to behold.
The cool breeze lifted a few strands of hair across her face and Scott ran a finger down her cheek to tuck them behind her ear.
“Your view is amazing,” she said on a quiet breath.
“Yeah,” he agreed, though she could feel his eyes on her rather than the cityscape. She kept her own gaze fixed on the multitude of lights that seemed almost close enough to touch. As attracted to Scott as she was, she also felt wary of him. He was the unknown entity in this sexual equation. Apparently she trusted him enough to offer her body to him, but she didn’t yet know what that would mean. What exactly would he want to do to her? What would he want her to do? The not knowing made her nervous. And excited. And horny as hell.
She jumped when he spoke again, louder this time. “Derek, hit the lights.”
A few seconds later, the room behind them went dark. The only lights left were the ones spread out before her in the night. Scott moved to stand behind her and she gasped as his hands landed on her shoulders. He pushed the right strap of her dress to one side, taking her bra strap with it, and kissed her bare shoulder.
“Do you like the feel of the breeze against your skin, Julia?” he asked against her flesh. She nodded, her limbs trembling as she stood, unmoving.
She felt the zipper of her dress being lowered, inch by revealing inch, and instinctively clutched the front of it to her chest. This wasn’t the kind of adventure she’d had in mind. Being undressed out here in the open. She wasn’t an exhibitionist. At least she never had been. Still, she did nothing to stop him.
Derek appeared in front of her and the moonlight shining down upon them revealed the desire in his eyes. He wanted her to do this. “It’s all right,” he said, taking her hands in his. “No one can see you but us.” He moved her hands away from her body, placing them against his chest.
Meanwhile, Scott trailed kisses down the length of her spine as he used his hands to spread the material apart before pushing it off her shoulders. The dress fell onto her raised arms. All she had to do was lower them and it would tumble to the floor.
She felt the heat of his body against her back. “Show me,” he growled in her ear, “how adventurous you can be.”
And that was the point, wasn’t it? To do something exciting. Something she’d never done before. The night air moved against her chest and bare arms. It tantalised, invigorated. She wanted more.
Her arms fell to her sides and the red satin dress slithered to her feet. She stepped out of it, kicked it aside and stood between them in her bra and barely-there panties. Her feet still encased in the criminally high red heels.
The air caressed her body and her nipples drew taut with arousal. She wanted to kiss and be kissed. She wanted to touch. She was exactly where she wanted to be.
Stepping forward, she reached for Derek’s shirt and began to undo one button at a time until his muscular chest was revealed. Damn but he was fine. She reached out with eager fingers to trace his abs. The muscles twitched beneath her fingertips and he shuddered.
Then he crushed her mouth with his, his hands tangling in her hair, holding her head still for his kiss.
She responded with a boldness unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. It had only been a week since he’d last kissed her this way, like he couldn’t get enough, and yet she felt as if she’d missed him for years.
Her arms wrapped around his neck and she pressed against him, her body on fire with need. She wanted to feel the roughness of his chest hairs against her bare breasts. She wanted to rub up against him like a cat. Her sex was wet with wanting him and she moaned in pleasure.
As if reading her mind,
Scott’s fingers appeared at her back, flicking the clasp of her bra open and pushing it down her arms. She tore herself from Derek just long enough to rid herself of the flimsy bit of lace before returning to his arms.
Derek’s kisses moved along her jaw and down her throat before he lowered himself to her breasts. Once there, he lifted and shaped them with his hands, coming ever so close to her nipples without ever touching them.
It made her twist against his hands, seeking the pressure she so desperately wanted. He grinned against her skin, licking the sides of her breasts, the pale skin between them. With a growl, she grabbed onto his hair in an attempt to force him where she wanted him. With a low chuckle, he took the hint. Finally! Leaning in, he ran the flat of his tongue over first one hard peak, then the other. He blew on each one gently, and her head fell back as electricity streaked through her, from the points of her nipples straight down to her clitoris.
He moved south, and began a new trail of kisses down her stomach. She was about to protest when large hands closed over her breasts from behind. Scott.
His thumbs brushing back and forth over her moistened nipples before he pinched them between his thumb and forefinger, tugging gently at the sensitive peaks.
Julia moaned in desire. Her arms lifted back over her head to clasp his neck and her head rested on his shoulder. She turned her face toward him and licked his neck, loving the strangled sound that reverberated in the back of his throat.
Derek continued to kiss and caress his way down her body until he knelt at her feet. He slipped his thumbs under the straps holding her thong in place, and began to slide the scrap of material down her legs. Once he’d reached her ankles, he urged her to lift one foot at a time.
Lifting her head, she opened her eyes and looked down at Derek where he knelt before her. She was completely naked, save for the red high heels, her body revealed to her new lovers. They were both still dressed. It made her feel wicked, to be in such a position. Wicked, and hot with wanting them.
Derek moved forward to place a kiss against the neatly trimmed curls at the apex of her thighs and she whimpered.
“Spread your legs, Julia,” came a harsh whisper at her ear. “He wants to taste you.”
“Oh, fuck,” she gasped. She wasn’t sure she would still be able to stand if she moved at all. If she hadn’t had Scott at her back, holding her up, she was sure she would already have collapsed by now.
She stepped her feet apart, watching Derek as he licked his lips. Her breath caught, then came out in short, sharp pants as she waited for his touch.
His eyes never left hers as he leaned in and licked her swollen lips with a long, slow sweep. He curled up the end of his tongue so it slipped between her folds ever so slightly.
Julia’s eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned at the sensation. When he began to lick in earnest, she thought she might pass out.
Derek’s fingers joined his mouth, stroking the skin of her inner thighs, skimming her quivering buttocks, before he used his thumbs to part the wet flesh of her labia. She parted her legs further, desperate for his invasion.
Then he was there, his tongue tunnelling into her with vigorous thrusts and her legs gave out. Scott clutched her to him, holding her up at the waist with one arm while the other hand continued to fondle her naked body.
“You like that, don’t you?” His voice rasped in her ear. “You like getting tongue fucked by Derek.”
“Yes,” she cried. Her orgasm approached fast, brought on by Derek’s tongue and Scott’s indecent words in her ear. She was almost there. Almost.
“Derek, stop.”
At Scott’s hoarse words, Derek’s tongue was gone.
Julia cried out in agony at the sudden emptiness. The cool night air whispered along her wet flesh and her muscles spasmed in a pleasure just short of ecstasy.
She opened her eyes, forcing them to focus on Derek’s face. He stood tall before her, a feral grin on his face.
“Let me taste,” Scott said.
For a moment, Julia expected him to lower that big body of his to the floor. Instead, Derek stepped toward Scott, her naked body trapped between them, and kissed him on the mouth. She could see their tongues tangling as Scott sipped at her arousal from Derek’s mouth. It was beyond erotic and she slipped one hand between hers and Derek’s body, fingering her clit with an experienced touch.
Derek tore his mouth free and grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand away from her aching flesh.
“Oh no, you don’t,” he said. “You don’t get an orgasm until I give you one. And I want to give it to you in our bed, with my cock buried deep inside your sweet body.”
She wanted that too. Had wanted it for longer than she’d been willing to admit. Now it was finally going to happen, she was giddy with happiness and lust.
He slid his hands around the back of her thighs and lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. She went willingly, trying not to rub herself against him in her eagerness. He kissed her again as he carried her inside.
Chapter 12
When they entered the bedroom, Scott turned on a lamp and a gentle illumination filled the room. Julia lowered herself back to her feet, curious as to what this space would reveal about the two men she was getting into bed with.
The room was spacious and neat, with an enormous bed. A large dresser sat against one wall. The surface bare except for the lamp and some odds and ends. A matching set of bedside drawers were the only other furniture. All in dark woods. It was comfortable and masculine. She liked it. It suited them.
She watched as Scott pulled the duvet from the bed, revealing crisp, grey cotton sheets. Derek turned her to face him and kissed her as he walked her back toward the end of the bed. Placing one knee on the mattress, he lowered her onto the cool sheets. She levered herself backward until her whole body was splayed out upon the bed. Even with her arms out wide, she couldn’t reach the edges of the mattress with either hand. She grinned, arching her back in relaxed pleasure. There was plenty of room for all three of them, and she intended to use every inch of it.
Derek quickly shed his clothes and shoes before he joined her on the bed. She opened her arms for him, and he lowered his body down onto her. She loved the delicious weight of him pressing her into the mattress.
He stared down into her face, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he looked at her with wonder. “I’ve imagined this moment for so long.”
Her heartbeat tripped at the feelings that welled in her chest. “So have I,” she said. “Derek, I want to feel you inside me.”
His eyes slid closed and his head dropped to her shoulder as he groaned. A silver foil packet landed on the sheet beside them and Derek quickly sheathed himself before he probed her entrance.
She tilted her hips in encouragement and was rewarded when he slid one glorious inch of rock hard cock into her before withdrawing. She lifted higher when he slid in again, taking as much of him as she could get. He continued like that, with slow, measured thrusts, until her delighted gasps devolved into desperate whimpers of frustration. Her entire body was coiled tight with arousal. If he didn’t relieve the pressure soon she was pretty sure she was going to ignite in a fiery ball of lust.
Wrapping her long legs around his waist she curled her hips up and pulled him inside until he sank to the hilt.
Their combined groans of relief mixed in the dimly lit room and she clenched her internal muscles, revelling in the fullness deep within.
A throaty chuckle filled the room and her eyes snapped open. Scott stood beside the bed, watching them.
“Greedy little wench, aren’t you?” He had removed his shirt, but still wore his pants. His hands were stuffed inside his pockets, as if it was all he could do to stop himself from touching the two of them. The longing in his eyes told her he was desperate to touch.
She smiled and relaxed her legs so Derek could move once more. He began to move against her in a rolling rhythm that made secret places inside her body unfurl and we
ep with joy.
Still, she held Scott’s gaze. He was glaring again. This time she liked it. She knew what it meant. He wanted her. She wanted to give him what he wanted.
Lifting one arm from Derek’s back, she held her hand out to him, beckoning him toward her. She saw him swallow as he put one knee on the bed and leaned over, holding himself up with his arms.
His head lowered to hers and they kissed. His tongue dipped into her mouth and she met it with her own. Her hand flitted down to his chest. Her fingers pinched one pebbled nipple and he groaned into her mouth.
“Holy fuck.” Derek’s voice sounded above them and his thrusts became faster as he pounded her into the mattress.
Julia’s entire body tensed as she gave herself to Derek’s thrusting cock and Scott’s tongue. Then she dissolved, the whole length of her quivering with the force of her release.
Derek followed close behind, his body shuddering as he came.
For a few minutes, Julia simply lay there on the bed, her eyes closed. A satisfied smile curved her lips and her hands stroked up and down the sides of Derek’s body as he peppered her neck and face with kisses.
When she managed to gather the strength to lift her lids, she saw Scott lying stretched out beside them. His hand ran absently over Derek’s back. He watched them with eyes that were filled with a guarded longing.
“Scott?” The word was quiet, husky. He looked into her eyes and her breath caught in her throat. She didn’t know how to say what she wanted. How to tell him. Somehow, the ‘your turn’ that was such a turn-on when they first kissed just sounded crass this time.
The way his eyes darkened told her he heard every word she couldn’t bring herself to say. His jaw tensed, but he shook his head. “Not unless you want too,” he said, stroking the back of his fingers down her cheek. “There’s no rush.”
His words filled her with warmth. He was big and gruff and just a little bit intimidating. Despite that, he always took care of her.
She struggled up onto her elbows and nuzzled his cheek. “I want to.”
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