by Carew, Opal
“And friendly is great,” Sloan added halfheartedly.
Janine nodded, then turned her gaze back to Jonas. She smiled warmly, which tore at Sloan’s heart. He wanted her to smile at him that way. And only him.
One of her hands abandoned her breast and glided down her trim midriff. His breath caught as her fingers dipped under her panties, and he couldn’t help imagining the feel of her silky curls. The black lace of her tiny panties moved as her fingers glided back and forth between her legs. Sloan stared in fascination, imagining what it would feel like to slide his own fingers down there. His cock throbbed with need. He dragged his gaze away and glanced toward the other two men. Clearly, they were both imagining the same thing.
“Time,” Sloan said hoarsely.
He had no idea if five minutes had passed, or if the others would argue with him since no time limit had been set, but Janine stopped and no one argued. Seeing both other men with their hands on the huge bulges in their boxers, he figured they probably couldn’t handle much more and still keep playing the game, either.
Janine sat down and all Sloan could think about was the fact that her pussy had to be really wet, making her panties damp. As if to confirm, she grabbed a tissue from the box on the table and wiped her fingers.
Derek dealt the next hand. Sloan couldn’t help staring at Janine’s naked breasts the whole time. Damn, it was hard to concentrate on his cards. When Janine won the hand with a green chip—clothing—he and the other two men gazed at one another, then stood up together.
Her gaze flickered back and forth across all of them as they tugged at their elastic waistbands.
“Okay, guys. I want to enjoy this. One at a time.” She glanced toward Derek. “You first.”
Derek slid his thumbs under the waistband of his boxers, then drew them down. His cock fell forward, hard and pointing straight at her. He sat down, but his cock still peered up through the glass tabletop.
“Nice.” She turned to Jonas.
He tugged on his boxers, then drew them down slowly, revealing the tip of his penis, then slowly drawing the fabric down his long shaft. Finally, he dropped his boxers and they glided down his legs.
“Mmm. Impressive.” She practically drooled as her gaze traveled up and down the length of Jonas’ erection, which stood quite tall.
She turned to Sloan with a wicked grin. “Now you.”
As Sloan pushed one side of his boxers down his hips, he tucked his hand against his rock-hard cock, holding it against his body, then pulled the other side down. He noted that Janine’s gaze locked on the tip of his cock as it peeked above the fabric. She watched hungrily as he revealed more of his long shaft. He released his cock and it leaped forward as he pushed his boxers farther down and let them fall to the floor.
Her eyes widened as his full erection bobbed up and down.
Five
Janine couldn’t believe it. She’d never seen a cock as big as Sloan’s before. She could just imagine it pushing into her, stretching her like she’d never been stretched before. Her insides ached with need. God, that cock could be inside her right now if she just said the word. Should she drop the restriction banning sex between them tonight?
Damn, no. She’d made that decision for a good reason—both for Sloan and for Jonas. Anyway, it wouldn’t be fair to Sloan for her to be on-again, off-again. Of course, he’d be happy about it tonight—a guy would never pass up the opportunity for sex, even serious, play-by-the-rules Sloan—but tomorrow …
He’d never take her seriously again.
* * *
Oh, God, the look of hunger in Janine’s eyes as she stared at his cock nearly sent Sloan off the deep end. He wanted her so badly right now. He gritted his teeth under her feminine scrutiny.
Derek handed her the deck and she shuffled and then dealt the cards. Her breasts bounced a little with her movements. Sloan’s gaze never left Janine’s hard, dusky rose nipples. Pushing forward so delightfully. He could imagine their pebbly texture in his mouth, the sweet taste of them against his tongue.
When he looked at his hand and saw he had a straight, he pushed the betting to Ultimate Dare, and won.
He stared at Janine with hunger. “I dare you to ten minutes in the bedroom with me.”
“All right.” She smiled casually as she stood up.
He grabbed her hand and dragged her into the bedroom. When they were face-to-face behind closed doors, she stared at him quizzically.
“What now?” she asked.
As his gaze lingered on her deliciously round breasts with the nipples straining forward, he realized he hadn’t really thought this through.
“Well, I’d like to drag you into my arms and drive my cock deep inside you,” he muttered, “but I promised I wouldn’t. So I guess we just stand here for ten minutes.”
She gazed at him with sympathetic blue eyes. “I know this is super hard on you, but I really think it’s for the best.”
He nodded, his teeth clenched.
“Look, how about we do a little something to put on a good show for the others. You do have your masculine reputation to protect.” She stepped back from him, then stroked her hands over her breasts.
Heat washed through Sloan like a high fever.
“Janine, if you don’t want me to jump your bones, you really should stop doing that.”
She grinned. “Oh, I think you’ll survive. I trust in your strength of will.”
Elation shot through him at her words, followed by doubt as he watched her fingertips play over her hard nipples. Could the strength of will she so admired in him stand up to this kind of torture?
She continued to flick her fingertips over her tight buds and began to make whimpering sounds. Then came little murmurs of pleasure in her throat. Soon those murmurs turned to moans. His cock twitched in need. He could barely stop his hands from reaching for her and pulling her against him. He wanted so desperately to stroke those lovely breasts of hers, to feel them against his chest.
But she trusted him not to, and that trust gave him superhuman strength.
She moaned loudly, gasped, then moaned again. His cock throbbed with the need to be inside her as she continued to moan louder and louder, as if in the throes of passion.
“Oh, yes … oh, yes.” She winked at him as she squeezed her nipples. “Sloan, I’m—” She gasped and threw her head back. “Oh, God. I’m coming.” Then she wailed loudly.
God, he practically came on the spot.
She grinned widely and her gaze fell to his throbbing erection. She covered her mouth and giggled quietly. “Oh, my goodness. You can’t go out there like that. Not now.”
Damn, she was right. No guy would believe he hadn’t just come if he’d been actually fucking her.
And, damn, he wanted to fuck her.
He pulled her against him and groaned at the sensations assaulting him. Her soft breasts pressing against his chest, each bead-hard nipple driving into him. Her warm belly compressing his throbbing cock between them.
His tongue drove into her as he wished his cock could, and her hot mouth surrounded his tongue. Heat spiked through him. Oh, God, he was going to—
Releasing her lips, he grasped her hips and pulled her tight against his body, then groaned. His body tensed and his cock erupted. His body shuddered as he climaxed, hot liquid spewing between them.
He cupped her head and held it tight to his chest, his fingers tangled in her long blond hair. God damn it, this wasn’t the way he’d imagined his first time with her would be.
Would she think…? Did this mean he’d failed her test?
“Janine, I didn’t mean to.” He sucked in air. “You aren’t going to count that as…?”
He hesitated when he heard a whimper against his chest. Damn it all. Had he made her cry?
“Janine?” As he tipped up her chin, he realized she wasn’t crying. She was trying to muffle laughter.
“What the hell is so funny?”
“That was certainly one solution to ou
r dilemma.”
“Dilemma?”
“Well…” She pointed at his wilted cock. “It’s not hard anymore.”
“That’s true.” Damn. How did this woman manage to keep him so totally off balance all the time? “If we stay in here any longer, though, the same problem will … crop up … very quickly.”
She glanced down at his already swelling cock. She grinned and stroked her finger over the tip, nearly driving him to distraction. How could she touch him so casually and not realize the profound effect she had on him?
“In that case, I’d better give you some space.” She backed away and grabbed a tissue box from the table beside the bed and wiped up the gooey mess from her stomach. She handed him several tissues, too.
“I’ll just go clean up a little.”
She headed for another door on the other side of the bed, probably an en suite bathroom, which reminded Sloan that she knew her way around Derek’s bedroom. Jealousy surged through him, but he quashed it as he cleaned up the wetness on his stomach.
A knock sounded on the door.
“Hey, guys. If you’ve decided to abandon us, at least let us know so we can put on a movie or something,” Derek said through the door.
Janine wandered back into the room, then headed toward the door. “We’re coming out now, guys.”
She glanced at Sloan. “You ready?” She glanced down at his cock, which was already halfway to full erection again. She grinned. “We’d better get out there before we have to start all over.”
At the thought of a repeat performance, his fingers twitched with his desire to pull her into his arms again, but he sucked in a deep breath, then nodded.
“Let’s go.”
Sloan opened the door and strode from the room. The others followed him back into the dining room.
“Whose deal?” Sloan asked.
“Mine.” Jonas grabbed the deck of cards.
Everyone slid their hands from the previous round toward Jonas and he swept them up and began shuffling.
“Now that we’re naked”—Jonas glanced at Janine, his gaze dropping to her breasts—“at least most of us, how do we handle betting? I mean, if our highest bet is a green chip, we don’t have any clothes to take off.”
“Right.” Derek stood up and grabbed four black chips from the case and brought them back to the table, then tossed one to Jonas and to Sloan and collected their green chips. “Instead of a green chip, you’ll have to go straight to a blue one, then black. The extra black is in case the betting goes all the way up to four chips.”
“So we might owe two Ultimate Dares?” Sloan took a sip of his beer.
“That’s right.” Derek pushed aside his own green chip.
“So when Janine bets a green chip, each of us bets a blue one.” Jonas said as he dealt.
Derek nodded.
Jonas picked up his blue chip and rolled it between his fingers. “But even though we would owe a Dare, Janine would still have to strip. If she lost the hand.”
“As long as her highest bet was a green chip,” Derek answered.
Sloan’s gaze shot to Janine’s skimpy black lace panties, as did the other guys’. He picked up his cards. Two aces. He discarded three cards, then picked up the new ones to discover another ace and a four.
“Stay.” As great as his hand was, he didn’t want to raise to the next level because he hoped Janine would, then they would all call, forcing her to lose those sexy little panties of hers.
“Stay,” said Derek.
“I’ll stay, too.” Janine grinned, clearly deciding to torture them.
Jonas narrowed his eyes as he gazed at her. “I’ll call.”
They all laid out their cards. Sloan’s three aces won.
He stroked his chin as he stared at Janine. “Truth, hmm?”
There were many things he’d love to know about Janine that he was fairly certain she would avoid telling him, especially about her unusual sex life, but in the context of this game she probably would.
“How many men have you made love with at one time?” he asked.
She stared at her cards lying on the table. Was she going to avoid answering? Then she glanced up at him and smiled. “Three.”
Even through jealousy surged through Sloan at the thought of three men manhandling Janine, his cock throbbed with need.
Jonas raised an eyebrow. “Really? Three at once?” His cock twitched.
Derek simply smiled, but the veins on his cock seemed to pulsate. Sloan wondered if Derek had been one of the three.
Sloan tossed his red chip to the center of the table, followed by everyone else, then shuffled the cards and dealt. Sloan had two jacks. Everyone discarded and Sloan dealt replacement cards, then glanced at Derek.
“I stay,” Derek said.
Janine studied her cards, then pursed her lips in a tiny smile. “Stay.”
“I raise,” Jonas said, tossing in his blue chip.
Sloan picked up his three new cards. Four jacks. Damn, as much as he’d like to see her remove those panties, he’d really love to get some mileage out of such a great hand.
“I raise.” Sloan glanced at Janine and smiled, then tossed in his blue chip and one of his black ones.
“Stay,” Derek said, adding his two chips to the pot.
Janine gazed over her cards, considering. He watched her fingers trail over the chips, then flick them up and down. Had he scared her off? Finally she picked up her green and blue chips and pushed them forward. “Stay.”
“Me too.” Jonas added his blue and black chip.
“You didn’t want to raise, Jonas?” Derek asked.
“Are you kidding? I’m not going to win with this hand”—he turned over his cards to reveal five random cards—“and I’d rather chance that the action stay out here where I can see it.”
Right now, Janine’s highest wager was a Dare, and it was her wager that defined what would happen, since she would either win or be the one chosen by the winner for the Dare. If Jonas had pushed it to an Ultimate Dare, whoever won would take her somewhere private.
“Good point.” Sloan flipped over his cards, showing his four jacks.
“Beats me.” Derek showed a pair of threes.
They all stared at Janine.
She pursed her lips. “Aw, gee.” She flipped over a hand with three fives. “That beats mine, too.”
Sloan wanted to prove to her that he could cope with her being with other men in front of him. Since she still had her panties on, there was at least a barrier in place, however small. So he’d choose something with both men. But first, he wanted to warm her up. A little payback for what she’d done to him in the bedroom.
“First, stand up.”
She stood.
“Now I want you to slide your hand inside your panties.” His cock ached as her hand slid under the black lace. “Now push your fingers inside yourself and stroke, then glide back to stroke your clit. Keep doing that, back and forth, until you’re almost ready to come.” He smiled. “Then stop.”
She grinned. “Okay.”
The lace moved as her fingers glided inside the crotch of her panties. Her cheeks became flushed and her breathing accelerated.
“How does that feel, Janine?” he asked.
She nodded. “Good.” Her voice was breathless.
Her fingers moved faster. Jonas’ hand wrapped around his cock and he stroked. Derek’s hand found his own cock. Sloan kept his hands steadfastly away from his erection.
Janine rapidly sucked in air, her fingers moving in rapid pulsing movements within her panties. Then she gasped and froze, her face flushed. She sucked in several deep breaths, calming herself. She sat down.
“No, don’t sit yet.”
Her eyebrows quirked.
“I have a dare for Derek and Jonas, which involves you.”
“But I thought we’d agreed that the winner would choose one player to do the Dare,” she said.
“Well, technically, we said the winner could choose
which player performed the action, but we didn’t say they were limited to only one.”
“I’m okay with it being more than one,” Jonas said.
“As am I.” Derek stood up.
“I bow to the majority.” She stood up and placed her hand on her chest under her naked breasts, then performed a small bow.
“Good. Now, Derek stand in front of Janine.”
Derek walked forward and faced her.
“Jonas, stand behind her,” Sloan instructed.
Jonas walked behind her.
“Move in closer.” He watched as the men shifted closer to her. “I want you to close in tight. Show her what it feels like to be sandwiched tight between your bodies.”
Six
Janine could hardly catch her breath as the men moved in closer. She’d come so close when she’d stroked herself she had almost lost it. Now Derek’s big, solid chest pressed against her breasts, and his erection pushed against her stomach. Jonas moved closer. His body pressed tight to her back, his big cock pushing against her ass. Oh, man, the room felt like a sauna.
“Guys, show her a little taste of what you’d like to do to her.”
Jonas’ hands slid around her body and cupped her breasts. Derek stroked over her hips, then down into her panties. Keeping one hand firmly on her breast and toying with her nipple, Jonas glided his other hand down and dipped into her panties, too. His fingers glided over her wet slit right alongside Derek’s.
“Oh, God, she’s so wet.” Jonas glided a finger inside her and she melted between him.
“Guys—” She sucked in a breath at the intoxicating pleasure rushing through her. “If you both keep—” She gasped. “Oh, God…”
She moaned as pleasure swamped her senses, catapulting her over the edge. Derek flicked her clit as his lips found her neck and nuzzled. Jonas pumped his fingers inside her and she clenched around them, which intensified her pleasure. She gasped and cried out.
The men continued to stroke her as she rode the ecstasy to its culmination. She collapsed back against Jonas. He wrapped his arm around her waist, his other hand still cupping her breast, and held her tight to his body, his cock still hard and twitching against her ass. Derek smiled down at her, then kissed her lightly on the lips as his hand slid from her panties.
