Mia’s hand slid over Phoenix’s stomach, and his body tensed. Her soft touch stirred him to life, but he knew she wasn’t awake. If she were, there still wasn’t anything he could do, because he knew she would be sore tomorrow. He’d known the instant he’d burrowed inside her that she hadn’t been with anyone in a long time. Her pussy had gripped him like a velvet vice, so fucking tight, so fucking perfect.
He groaned softly, and he felt the mattress move as Tarik shifted onto his side. Another hand came to rest on his stomach, this one much bigger than Mia’s. Just like her touch, Tarik’s soothed him. More than he’d expected. Laying his hand atop theirs, Phoenix forced his eyes closed, wishing for sleep.
He had no idea how much time passed, but he finally succumbed, for the first time in forever, sleeping so deeply he didn’t even dream.
Chapter Twenty-Four
“ANOTHER WIN! GO Arrows!”
Phoenix heard the crowd cheering as the limo pulled out of the parking lot of the Arrows Center. The Saturday night home game had gone off without a hitch, thanks to some quick thinking by his team. They’d been spectacular, proving to everyone what they were made of. If they kept up this pace, they would make the playoffs for the first time in six years.
“It was a good game,” Mia said, pulling Phoenix’s attention back into the car.
He’d issued the invitation for her to go to the game with them that morning. Her agreement had ignited something inside him, something that still burned bright and hot.
“Did you enjoy it?” Tarik asked
“I don’t know much about hockey, but yeah. I had a good time,” Mia told Tarik. “I didn’t know it was that … exciting.”
“It can be,” Tarik stated as he leaned forward and pressed a button that raised the partition separating the back of the limo from the driver.
Phoenix watched Mia’s eyes widen as she glanced back and forth between them. “What are you doing?”
“Giving us a little privacy,” Tarik said easily.
“Why would you do that?” she asked, a knowing smile forming on her lips.
Phoenix reached for her, pulling her onto his lap without giving her a chance to realize what he was doing. Once she was settled over him, straddling his hips as he faced her, Tarik joined them, moving into the seat directly beside Phoenix.
Gripping the back of Mia’s head, Phoenix pulled her mouth to his, thrusting his tongue past her lips. He was still riding the adrenaline high from the game and from being close to the two of them for the last couple of hours. The trip back to the condo wasn’t a long one, but he couldn’t wait.
He didn’t want to wait.
Phoenix felt Tarik’s hand as it eased between his body and Mia’s, sliding down to reach between her legs. As he pressed his hand there, Phoenix couldn’t resist the urge to grind his cock against Tarik’s fingers, wishing like fuck they weren’t in the back of a limousine. He wanted them both naked, spread out before him so he could feast on them.
Mia moaned into his mouth before pulling away. “Oh, God,” she whispered softly. “Oh, God, that feels good.”
Phoenix reached for the button on her jeans, knowing they wouldn’t have much time.
“What are you doing?” she asked, wriggling over him as he flipped the button free and lowered the zipper.
“Tarik’s gonna make you come. And then we’re gonna go to my penthouse, and I’m gonna make you come again. With my mouth.”
Without preamble, Tarik dropped to his knees on the floor, his chest pressing against Mia’s back, his arms coming around her so he could slide his hand inside her jeans.
Phoenix glanced down between their bodies, watching as Tarik’s tanned fingers disappeared into her silky red panties.
Mia leaned back against Tarik, giving Phoenix a better view as Tarik began teasing her.
“Oh, God, yes,” Mia cried out.
Phoenix ground his hand against the hard ridge of his cock as he watched the erotic sight.
“Come for us, Mia,” Phoenix urged as Tarik’s hand moved faster. “Come all over his fingers.”
“You’re so wet, baby,” Tarik muttered. “That’s it. You like when I play with your clit?”
“Yes. Oh, God, yes.”
Knowing he wouldn’t find relief in the next few minutes, Phoenix rested his hands on Mia’s thighs, keeping his eyes glued to the spot between her legs where Tarik’s hand was hidden in her jeans. He wanted her to come. He wanted to hear her scream.
“Tarik!” Mia cried out. “Oh, God. I’m … coming!”
A few minutes later, after Phoenix had righted her clothes and then pulled her against him, the limo arrived at the condos. The doorman opened the door, and Phoenix hustled Mia out, keeping her close while Tarik offered their thanks to the driver before joining them in the lobby.
Once in the elevator, Mia pulled away from Phoenix, turning her intent gaze on him and making him smile. So they’d worked her up good, had they?
“What are you doing?” he asked when she reached for his belt.
“Just playing,” she said softly.
Phoenix gripped her wrist before she could do any more. As much as he wanted to have his wicked way with her in the elevator, there were cameras, and he didn’t figure she would be too happy about that.
Luckily, they were in his penthouse within minutes, and he was more than ready to give her free rein. Which she took, surprising them both when she reached for a belt loop and pulled them both toward the sofa.
“Not in the bedroom?” Phoenix asked.
“No time for that,” Mia said, a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
“Won’t hear me arguing,” Tarik said as he did the work for Mia, shrugging out of his suit jacket before quickly shedding the rest of his clothes.
Figuring he would be left behind if he didn’t get with the program, Phoenix followed suit, stripping down to nothing in less than a minute and then watching her.
“Now sit,” Mia instructed, nodding toward the sofa as her eyes raked over them both.
Phoenix lowered himself to the cushion, gripping his rigid cock, Tarik moving to sit beside him, the hair on Tarik’s leg rubbing against him, making him achingly aware of their nearness.
Mia glanced behind her and then took a seat on the coffee table, apparently deeming it stable enough to hold her.
She leaned forward, taking one of Tarik’s hands and one of his, crossing them, and carefully placing them on each other’s cocks.
Phoenix hissed in a breath when Tarik’s rough fingers grazed the sensitive skin of his dick.
“Stroke each other,” she commanded.
Phoenix’s eyes moved up to meet hers. He studied her for a moment, wondering who had taken over Mia’s sweet, innocent body. Sure, she’d given in to them the other night, but this…
It was a pleasant surprise was what it was.
Doing as she asked, Phoenix wrapped his hand around Tarik’s thick cock and began stroking slowly as Tarik did the same. He was torn between watching Mia, watching Tarik’s hand as it pleasured him, and watching his own hand as he tugged the hard length of Tarik’s erection.
“Strip,” Tarik ordered, apparently talking to Mia since she was the only one still dressed.
She didn’t balk at the command, simply stood and began stripping.
Slowly.
So fucking slowly.
Phoenix was no longer confused about what he wanted to pay attention to. She was the only thing he could see as she peeled off the Arrows jersey he’d bought her when they’d arrived at the game, tossing it to the side before unhooking the silky red bra that matched the panties he’d gotten a glimpse of earlier. Once she was topless, Mia kicked off her shoes and then shimmied out of her jeans as she eyed them both, her gaze looming over their laps where they continued to stroke one another.
“Is that better?” she asked sweetly.
“Panties, too,” Tarik commanded.
When Mia hooked her fingers into her panties and slid them down her smo
oth legs, Phoenix’s jaw damn near hit the floor.
“Sit,” Phoenix stated sternly, nodding to the coffee table.
Mia primly lowered herself once again.
“Spread your legs apart,” he insisted when she tried to keep them closed.
A pretty blush crept up her neck and infused her cheeks as she sat there. He might’ve been willing to let her lead, but she should’ve known she wasn’t going to remain in control.
“Let’s play a game,” Mia said, her eyes meeting Phoenix’s.
“A game?” he asked, trying to hide the intense interest that overcame him.
“Yes. Ever heard of Simon Says?” she questioned.
Tarik chuckled, but his hand tightened around Phoenix’s cock, making Phoenix suck in a breath, the pleasure-pain nearly too much.
“I’ve heard of it. Remind me how to play,” Phoenix said through clenched teeth.
“In my version, we give each other things to do by prefacing it with Simon says. Two of us will play at a time. If you don’t say Simon says, then the other person isn’t supposed to do the command. But instead of saying Simon says stop, we’ll use time limits.”
“What does the loser have to do?” Tarik asked, amusement reflected in his tone.
“Whatever the person who isn’t playing wants them to.”
“I’m in,” Tarik said quickly.
Phoenix wrapped his free hand around Tarik’s wrist, effectively stilling him. If he kept that up, there wouldn’t be a need for any games. He’d be done.
Tarik pulled his hand back at the same time Phoenix did.
“What about you?” Mia asked. “You up for it?”
Phoenix glanced down at his cock. “Baby, I’m up for anything right now.”
Mia blushed again.
“Who goes first?”
“I do,” she said confidently. “After all, it was my idea.”
It might’ve been her idea, but Phoenix wasn’t about to tell her that there was no way she could win. No matter how much she wanted to.
The stakes were just way too high.
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MIA HAD ABSOLUTELY no idea what had come over her. What she’d been thinking when she’d suggested they play Simon Says, of all things, she didn’t know. But it sounded like fun. Especially since they were all three naked and she was having too much fun watching them.
This way, she’d get more time to admire them and have less time to spend thinking about being naked. And maybe a chance to boss them around for a change. She didn’t have the grand illusion that she would win, but she knew she could have some fun with them in the process.
“Simon says, you have to kiss him for ten seconds,” she told Phoenix.
Phoenix’s eyes darkened, but he didn’t balk at the request. He simply turned his head, leaned over, and pulled Tarik’s mouth to his. Ten seconds wasn’t nearly long enough, but Mia knew things would get out of hand if she allowed too much time.
When they broke apart, she smiled.
“Okay,” she said, thinking about her next command as she watched them carefully. “Simon says, for fifteen seconds, you have to suck his…” She felt foolish when she couldn’t get the word out. She’d never been one for vulgar talk. The first word that came to her mind was penis, but now that she thought about it, that didn’t sound nearly as sexy.
“You have to finish the instruction, or I can’t do it.”
Mia felt her face flame as she swallowed hard. “You have to suck his…” Taking a deep breath, Mia spit out the next word, “Cock. For fifteen seconds.”
With a smirk, Phoenix leaned over and placed his lips around Tarik’s cock, giving her the perfect view of what he was doing. Her body ignited, and she had the sudden urge to touch herself. She managed to keep her fingers curled firmly around the edge of the thick glass tabletop instead.
Tarik moaned at the same time Phoenix pulled back. When Tarik’s hand slipped into Phoenix’s hair and he pulled him back down, Mia laughed. “Nuh-uh. Time’s up.”
Tarik met her eyes, and she could see the disappointment there. “Now, you have to kiss him again for ten more seconds.”
Phoenix moved back up, his lips landing on Tarik’s. “You lose,” she said triumphantly, trying not to sound as breathless as she felt. “I didn’t say Simon says.”
There was a glimmer in Phoenix’s eyes, and Mia had to wonder whether or not he’d done that on purpose. And now Tarik got to tell Phoenix what to do.
“Do I have to put a time limit on it?” Tarik asked, his grin widening, that sexy dimple forming on his smooth cheek. She loved that he’d shaved. He didn’t do it daily, and there was usually at least two days’ worth of dark stubble lining his jaw, but tonight it was smooth.
“No,” she said softly, trying not to fidget as she waited.
“Then Simon says Phoenix has to lick your pussy. Until I say stop.”
A flash of blazing heat streaked over her skin. Mia wouldn’t be surprised if she was sweating.
“Lie back on the table,” Phoenix instructed as he dropped to his knees on the rug that covered the hardwood.
Mia eased back on the glass table, praying it was strong enough to hold her.
“It’s strong enough. I promise,” Phoenix said, as though he could read her mind. “Now spread your legs. Let me see your pretty pussy.”
With her feet on the floor, Mia spread her legs as she stared at the ceiling. She tried to focus on her breathing, but that wasn’t working, especially when she felt Phoenix’s warm breath caress her most intimate place.
“Very nice,” Tarik crooned.
Mia’s blood pressure soared, and she felt her skin heat another degree or two.
But her embarrassment was obliterated when Phoenix’s tongue grazed her slit. Her fingers tightened on the glass, where she continued to hold on for dear life.
She withstood the pleasure as Phoenix’s tongue did magical things to her, making her body hum and pulse as he licked and sucked, occasionally driving his tongue into her. She needed more, but she refused to beg.
“Time’s up,” Tarik finally called, his voice rough and dark. It sounded as though he was just as affected as she was, although she knew that wasn’t possible.
When Phoenix’s mouth left her, Mia groaned. “He didn’t say Simon says.”
“Well, in that case…” Phoenix moved forward again, but Tarik stopped him. “Nope. Now it’s my turn to give the instruction next,” Tarik stated.
“You just did,” Phoenix informed him.
“That was just the punishment for not doing things right.”
“I damn sure wouldn’t call that punishment,” Phoenix declared.
Phoenix helped her to sit up, and her body swayed, the pleasure still coursing through her veins.
“Simon says,” Tarik began in that gruff voice that set electrical charges pulsing in her core, “you have to finger your pussy for ten seconds.”
Mia had known this was coming. She’d known they weren’t going to let her off easy, but still, it was harder than she’d thought. Trying not to focus on them watching her, she slipped her hand between her legs, spreading her thighs wider as she grazed her clit with her finger. A moan escaped her, and her eyes darted up to meet Tarik’s determined gaze. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Phoenix was stroking himself, and she let her gaze drop to his lap as she teased her clit with her finger, slowly. She didn’t apply too much pressure, knowing she would go off like a rocket. Phoenix’s tongue had driven her crazy, and she was only seconds away from detonating.
“Time’s up.”
Mia’s hand moved away quickly, but Tarik surprised her when he reached for her wrist, lifting her hand and then sucking her fingers into his mouth. Her breath caught in her throat as his eyes locked with hers.
“Now you have to suck his cock for ten seconds.”
Mia’s brain wasn’t functioning correctly, but she forced the lust-induced haze away, replaying his words in her head. That was when it dawned
on her. “You didn’t say Simon says.”
The corner of Tarik’s mouth lifted, and she knew he’d done that on purpose.
“I guess I get to play again,” Phoenix said as he sat up. He turned his attention to Tarik this time, and Mia felt a flood of relief mingled with a slight bit of disappointment. As much as she’d wanted to play the game, she was ready to quit.
Because she was ready to get on with it.
Chapter Twenty-Five
TARIK WAS DOING his best not to lose the fragile grip he had on his control. Watching these two while playing this erotic twist on a game he’d played as a kid was pushing his limits.
Now it was Phoenix’s turn, and he wasn’t sure he was going to last much longer.
“Simon says on your knees.” Phoenix’s command was laced with a hard edge, proof that he was nearing the breaking point as well.
Tarik got to his knees.
“Simon says come here,” Phoenix ordered, pointing to the empty space between his legs.
Tarik eased between Phoenix’s splayed thighs.
“You,” Phoenix said to Mia, “come sit right here. On my lap.”
Mia took her own sweet time getting up and doing as Phoenix instructed, but the next thing Tarik knew, he was staring at Mia’s glistening pussy and Phoenix’s rigid cock jutting up between her thighs as she took a seat on Phoenix’s lap, facing Tarik. If Phoenix repositioned them, Phoenix could easily slide up into her wet cunt. Tarik suddenly wished he would. Keeping his thoughts to himself, he waited for instruction as he forced his gaze up to meet Phoenix’s.
This game was as good as over, even he knew that much.
“Simon says suck my cock.”
Tarik leaned forward and wrapped his lips around the engorged head of Phoenix’s cock, inhaling the musky scent of Mia’s pussy splayed out in front of him. It was a temptation he was hard-pressed to resist. He wanted to lick her at the same time, to devour them both. Somehow he managed to remain focused, pleasuring Phoenix with his mouth.
“Put your hands in his hair,” Phoenix instructed Mia.
Her small fingers curled into his hair, pulling him gently toward her.
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