by Carew, Opal
Finally, the men eased away from her. She walked to her chair and sat down, glad to give her wobbly knees a rest. She glanced at Sloan but couldn’t tell anything of his mood from his poker face. She’d hate to play poker with him if she actually cared about losing.
She threw her ante in along with the others and Derek dealt out the cards. She glanced at hers. A pair of queens and three low cards. Knowing she’d kept the men waiting long enough, she tossed aside the queens, and asked for two more cards. Her new hand was a total loser.
She smiled. “I raise.” She tossed in her green chip.
All the men smiled, then a quick repetition of the word stay resounded around the table, along with the clinking of chips adding to the pot. Everyone revealed their cards, all the men grinning happily. Derek won this time. Not that it mattered. Their gazes all turned to her.
Excitement quivered through her as she stood up. First, she ran her hands over her breasts, then she flicked her nipples. Need fluttered through her. She tucked her thumbs under the waistband of her thong, then glided one side down her hip slowly, totally aware of every heated male gaze watching her. Then the other side. She pushed a little farther, until her curls barely peeked over the top.
She paused, smiling at their intense expressions. Swaying her hips from side to side, she turned her back to them. She pushed her panties down her thighs, leaning forward as she glided them down her legs, giving the men an eyeful of her naked behind. She pushed the tiny panties to the floor and stepped out of them, leaving her legs parted slightly, then slid her hands up her inner thighs as she slowly stood up again.
When she turned around, every male gaze locked on her groin.
“Damn, but that’s a thing of beauty!” Jonas’ hand was wrapped firmly around his cock, squeezing as if it would burst.
She smiled broadly, pleased she’d decided to trim the curls on her mound into the shape of a star and shave the rest of her sex bare.
She sat down, purposely not crossing her legs. All the men continued to stare at her through the glass tabletop, sending heat flooding through her.
Her gaze landed on Sloan’s enormous cock and she imagined it pushing inside her, the big, bulbous tip caressing her insides. Her vagina clenched in need. Damn, she’d had no idea what he’d been hiding in those jeans of his.
“I think it’s time we toss aside the red chips and ante with blue,” Derek suggested.
“Good idea,” said Sloan.
“Let’s do it.” Jonas still gripped his erection.
Janine’s gaze slid to Jonas’ fingers, and she watched them glide over his long shaft. Sloan’s big cock was off-limits—tonight—but Jonas’ looked mighty fine right now.
Derek scooped away the red chips in the pot, along with Janine’s green one and pushed them to the side, then glanced to her. “Okay, Janine?”
She dragged her gaze from Jonas. “Okay.”
She tossed in her blue chip as ante along with the others, then fumbled through a quick shuffle of the cards and quickly dealt.
All she had was a mishmash of cards, but three were spades so she threw away the other two. To her surprise she drew two more spades. No one raised. Clearly everyone had decided, as had she, that staying in the room on a Dare was the most exciting prospect right now.
Her flush beat everyone else, so she smiled and stood up, picked up her shawl from the back of the chair, and laid it on the table. Then she sat on it, spreading her legs wide.
“Jonas, I dare you to come over here and tease me with your mouth.”
He leaped to his feet and stood in front of her, gazing at her curls hungrily.
“Where?”
She opened her legs wider and said in a sultry voice, “Anywhere you want.”
Sloan and Derek moved around to stand behind Jonas, all of them staring at her fuzzy star. Jonas stepped closer and ran his hand along her shoulder, then leaned forward. His lips caressed her neck, sending tingles down her spine. She rested her hands on his warm shoulders. Such broad, strong shoulders.
He kissed downward to her breast, and then his tongue curled over her nipple. Hot and wet. She tightened her hands on his naked flesh. He licked, then opened his mouth and the tip of her breast disappeared inside. His tongue continued to stroke her tight bud, and he sucked lightly. She sighed and her gaze locked on Sloan. He watched her face intently. Again, she could not decipher his expression.
* * *
Sloan watched as Jonas did things Sloan had always dreamed of doing to Janine. Nuzzling her neck. Tasting those lovely rosy nipples. Kissing downward to her more intimate places.
Jonas stroked his finger over one point of the golden star-shaped patch of curls on her pussy. Sloan resisted wrapping his hand around his aching cock and stroking it. God, he wanted to touch her there, to slide his fingers inside her.
Jonas sat down on the chair in front of her, then wrapped his hands around her calves and lifted them until her feet perched on his knees, which he spread wide, opening her to their view. Jonas leaned forward and nuzzled the star with his nose.
Sloan’s cock throbbed with aching desire. Jonas glided down and his mouth covered her naked folds. Janine sucked in a deep breath. Jonas must be licking her. Maybe gliding his tongue into her. His hands stroked her inner thighs. She opened even more, then gasped, her fingers forking through his hair.
Sloan could just imagine his own tongue dabbing against her clit, then licking it. He would suck the tiny button while he slid his fingers inside her, then find her G-spot and stroke until—
She gasped and moaned, clearly approaching orgasm, but Jonas leaned back and grinned at her, his lips glistening. Wide-eyed, she stared at him.
“I wouldn’t want you too complacent right now,” Jonas said.
He stood up and Derek slapped him on the back, chuckling. She pushed herself off the table and stood up, not even noticing when her shawl slipped to the floor. Sloan grabbed it and hung it over her chair again.
“Um…” She glanced around, then grabbed the deck of cards, not even gathering the discarded hands from the last round. “Instead of a full hand, why don’t we just draw. High card wins.”
She took a card then plunked the deck on the table. Jonas and Derek each took a card, and Sloan grabbed the next one. A king.
“How about we stay with the current stakes,” Sloan suggested.
“That’s fine.” She laid her card on the table. “I’ve got a ten.”
Sloan revealed his king of hearts.
“Beats me,” said Derek, flicking aside a seven of diamonds.
“Me too.” Jonas tossed his five of clubs on top of the other cards.
Sloan gazed at Janine. “Well, now. You’re such a daring young lady.” He rubbed his chin. “I think you can handle a very daring challenge.”
She gazed at him, eyes bright in anticipation, clearly ready for more. He was ready, too. Unfortunately, he couldn’t be the one to give it to her. But he damned well wouldn’t mind watching the other men give her pleasure right now.
“I dare you to give Derek a lap dance, and make both Derek and Jonas come at the same time.”
The other men smiled broadly.
* * *
Janine’s heart pounded in her chest as she stood up and grabbed Derek’s hand. Her body blazed with need as she led him to the leather couch in the living room. Smiling at her, he sat down and she climbed onto his lap, facing him, her knees on either side of his legs. She pushed herself right up and arched forward, her breasts an inch from his face. He wrapped his big hands around them, lifting them higher, then brought one to his mouth and lapped at the nipple.
She dropped her head back and moaned softly. He licked the other nipple, then took it in his mouth and sucked. She arched her pelvis forward, rubbing her hot opening against his hard, ridged abdominal muscles. She glided downward until her hot flesh bumped against his hard erection. She pushed it against his stomach with her hand, then lowered herself onto his thighs. She rolled her pelvis forward,
pushing her wet flesh against his hard shaft, then rolled back and forward again. He grasped her ass and tugged her tight against him, then guided her hips in circular movements on him.
She drew away and stood up, repositioning herself on her knees over his lap, but with her back to him. Both Jonas and Sloan sat across from them, watching. She smiled and wrapped her hand around Derek’s erection, then lowered herself until her melting flesh brushed it. She stroked his member forward and back, the tip brushing against her slick flesh. Derek murmured approving sounds. Jonas and Sloan stared intently at where she caressed herself with Derek’s cockhead. Then she lowered herself onto Derek’s marble-hard member. Slowly. His hard flesh stroked her vagina as she moved. Down. Until he filled her completely.
Derek’s hands cupped her breasts. He lifted them, his thumbs stroking over her nipples. Jonas wrapped his hand around his straining cock. Sloan’s fingers curled tightly over the armrests of his chair. His cock stood straight up, an impressive length. Janine licked her lips as she thought about licking him, then taking him inside her mouth.
She rolled her hips in a circle. Derek’s cock swirled inside her and her eyelids fell closed at the intense pleasure. She ran her hand over her belly, then glided downward to where she was joined with Derek. Her finger found her clit and she stroked it. She fell back against Derek’s solid chest as he caressed her breasts and she flicked her clit.
She smiled at Jonas and curled her finger in a come-hither gesture.
He stood up and walked toward them. As soon as he stood in front of her, she leaned forward and wrapped her hand around his cock. Full and solid. Curved a little to the right. She tucked her other hand under his balls and caressed them in her palm.
“Oh, yeah.” Jonas ran his hand along her cheek, then through her hair.
Derek released her breasts and glided his hands over her belly as she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around Jonas. He moaned as she swallowed his cock, her tongue swirling over the tip.
She rolled her hips on Derek, his cock caressing her insides as she glided down on Jonas, taking his shaft deep into her mouth. Jonas ran his hands through her hair at her murmured sounds of pleasure. His big cock in her mouth. Derek’s big cock in her vagina. Heat thrummed through her.
She glided off the end of Jonas’ cock and gazed at his face. “Your cock is so good in my mouth. With both your cocks inside me, I could come right now.” She smiled. “But I won’t until both of you come.”
His hazel eyes darkened. She sucked him back into her mouth again.
Derek found her clit and stroked it lightly. Pleasure rocked through her body. Jonas found her breasts and cupped them, then squeezed. She squeezed his cock in her mouth, then sucked. Derek grasped her hips and his cock shifted inside her as he pivoted her hips in a rocking motion. She cupped Jonas’ balls and dove down on him, taking him as deep as she could, then drew back slowly, squeezing and sucking him hard. His balls tightened in her hand and she knew he was close.
Her hips pivoted faster. The stroking of Derek’s cock inside her sent pleasure rocketing through her. She pumped her mouth on Jonas faster, then felt his body tense. She squeezed Derek’s cock inside her and he moaned. Hot liquid erupted into her mouth as Jonas grunted. Derek stiffened beneath her and groaned loudly. She grabbed Jonas’ spent cock as it slipped from her mouth and stroked him as she continued to ride Derek’s cock. Derek flicked her clit and wild, rapturous sensations pulsed through her, and she wailed in an explosion of ecstasy.
Finally, she collapsed forward and wrapped her arm around Jonas’ waist and leaned against him, her cheek resting against his hard, ridged stomach. He stroked her hair gently. Derek caressed her back.
Finally, Jonas crouched down and faced her, cupped her cheeks and kissed her. Then he took her hands and helped her to her feet.
“I went ahead and drew cards for all of us for the next round,” Sloan said.
Janine glanced toward him. She’d actually forgotten he was there.
“As it turns out, you won.” He smiled broadly. “What will your dare be?”
She glanced around at Derek, still sitting on the couch, and Jonas. She smiled at Jonas.
“I dare you to take me into the bedroom and fuck me like crazy.”
Jonas grinned. “What we just did was crazy, but”—he grabbed her hand and led her toward the bedroom—“I’m game.”
Seven
Janine followed Jonas, moving at just short of a trot to keep up with his long strides. As they reached the bed, he spun around and took her in his arms. His mouth captured hers, then his tongue plunged into her mouth and drilled deep. She could feel his wilted cock rising between them.
He released her mouth and lifted her onto the bed, then climbed on right after her. As he prowled over her body, she noticed Derek and Sloan standing across the room. They’d followed them into the bedroom.
Jonas glanced over his shoulder. “Are you guys staying?”
“It was a Dare, not an Ultimate Dare.”
That meant no privacy. Not that she needed it, but Jonas might.
His hard cock brushed against her belly. Well, that quelled any concerns she had of performance anxiety because of an audience.
He kissed her neck, then drifted lower and captured her hard nipple in his mouth. He squeezed, then sucked. She moaned at the delightful sensations. He pressed his knees between her thighs and she opened for him. His hand found her wet slit and he stroked, three fingers gliding inside her. She squeezed them, already hot and ready for his big cock.
Her gaze drifted to Sloan, who now sat on a chair off to the right, near the end of the bed. Her gaze lingered on his enormous cock and she wondered what it would feel like to have that exceptional erection inside her.
Jonas’ thumb found her clit and she sucked in a breath. He shifted upward and captured her mouth again. He positioned his cockhead at her opening and pressed it into her. His corona filled her. He glided deeper, his shaft caressing her inner passage. Deeper, until his body pressed tight against her.
He kissed her again, then began to move. His cock stroked her as he pulled back, then drove deep again. She clutched his shoulders as he thrust again and again, driving into her faster and faster, until her body quivered with pleasure. She couldn’t help imagining what it would feel like to have Sloan fucking her right now, his big cock stretching her.
“Do you like that?” Jonas asked.
“Oh, yeah.” She clung to him as he pulsed faster inside her.
He thrust deeper, pinning her to the bed, then drew back and thrust again. Pleasure vibrated through every cell in her body.
He drove in again. “Are you going to come?”
She nodded, unable to find the breath to speak. With his next thrust, she moaned, then catapulted into ecstasy. He kept pumping into her, driving her pleasure higher, then groaned his release.
* * *
Sloan could barely stand it. His jaw clenched. He’d barely contained himself enough to stop from pulling the guy off her.
It was one thing to watch her with the two guys fucking and sucking in the living room on a couch, but watching Jonas fucking her on the bed, making her come in soft, murmuring sighs … It was way too intimate for his liking. He wanted to be in bed with her like that. Inside her like that. Driving her to ecstasy. With his name on her lips.
He would definitely find a way to make that happen.
Very soon.
* * *
Janine stepped into the night air with Sloan, Derek, and Jonas behind her. She almost hated for the evening to be over, but spending the night with all three men, especially with her restriction on Sloan, wouldn’t work out very well. They walked to Jonas’ car.
Jonas unlocked the car and pulled open the front passenger door for Janine.
“You said your sister lives out in Maple Grove,” Sloan said to Jonas. “Since my place is just a few blocks from here, why don’t you drop Janine and me at my house, then I’ll drive her home from there,” Sloan
suggested. “That way you don’t have to go out of your way.”
Jonas glanced to her. “Is that okay with you?”
She hesitated. She didn’t want to inconvenience anyone, and there was no reason she shouldn’t be alone with Sloan. It might be a little awkward between them after the night’s events, but it would be a good opportunity to find out what he thought about the evening—good or bad.
If he didn’t think he could handle continuing this type of relationship with her, it would be good to talk about it now.
“Okay. Sure.”
Derek glanced at her and their gazes met. She smiled and nodded, knowing that if she’d shown any sign of not wanting to go with Sloan, Derek would have stepped in.
She was sure Sloan didn’t miss the exchange.
“Well, good night, Janine.” Derek drew her into his arms and kissed her soundly, his tongue dipping into her mouth briefly.
She got in the car and Jonas closed the door. Sloan climbed in the seat behind her. Jonas started driving, and Sloan directed him until they pulled in front of a lovely brick house with a sporty-looking red car with sleek lines and a sunroof sitting in the driveway.
Sloan got out of Jonas’ car, and opened the door for Janine.
“Thanks, Janine.” Jonas stood in front of her, seeming a bit uncertain.
She stepped forward and grasped his shoulders, then tipped her head up for a kiss. His arms wrapped around her and he brushed his mouth on hers. She slid her tongue between his lips and coaxed him into her mouth, then sucked lightly on the tip of his tongue.
She eased back and smiled at him.
“Thank you for a wonderful evening, Jonas.”
He beamed back at her. “Anytime.”
He glanced to Sloan and nodded, then got into his car and drove away.
She stepped toward Sloan’s car.
“Very nice.” She’d never pictured Sloan driving a sexy, sleek car like that. “What is it?”
