“Gay?” Ethan asked. “No. We don’t go there, ever. We don’t judge men for wanting that, but we do not love each other in that way.”
“Fuck no,” Adam muttered.
Jack just laughed and shook his head in the negative at her.
“But,” Ethan said, “speaking only for myself, I can tell you that watching Adam or Jack make love to you will be a total and complete turn-on for me. I have no problem with them in the room, in the bed, or with you, just not in my ass. We love each other, but it is brotherly love, not romantic love like we have for you.”
“Good because I’m not sure what I would do with that,” she stated simply, making them all laugh.
The pager went off in Jack’s pocket. The entrees were ready. He texted them back to bring them to the table.
Grace remembered one other important issue. “Just so you know for your own peace of mind, I have yearly exams and get screened for STDs at every visit. My last doctor’s appointment was in April, and all test results were negative. I was never sure how faithful Owen was because he went out a lot on his own. We always used condoms, and the last time I allowed him to touch me was back in February. I’m on the pill. You can relax now. I think I’m done.” She laughed, crossing her legs and smoothing out her skirt.
“We always use condoms when we have sex,” Ethan said, “and we will with you, if you want us to. We can make an appointment to be tested, if it would make you more comfortable. It’s been a while for all of us since we were with anyone. Work keeps us pretty busy, and most of the women I spend my time around are not women I’m interested in dating. We’ve been looking for the right one for a while. I’ll make a call, and we’ll all see the doctor so that you know we’re safe. Then maybe condoms would be completely unnecessary?”
She nodded at him gratefully, seeing that he understood her need without her having to make it an issue for them to be tested again. It was unromantic but necessary.
Ethan leaned over the table and kissed her, stroking her tongue with his. She could taste a hint of the cocktail sauce and his natural essence. Then he nuzzled the hollow under her ear as she picked up another shrimp, dipping it in the sauce for Jack and wetting her fingers because he might like the extra sauce, too. He opened for her, leaving his arm around her shoulders. She put the shrimp in his mouth, and he sucked the cocktail sauce from her fingers. The inside of his lip and his tongue were slick and warm. When his tongue rubbed against the pads of her fingertips, it tickled deliciously.
She closed her eyes and sighed shakily, wondering if people ever lost control of themselves in this booth and went ahead and took advantage of the privacy. Jack surprised her when, after finishing the shrimp, he swooped in for a kiss.
There was a light tap outside the drape, and moments later, the waiter brought in a tray loaded down with their plates. He served them efficiently and refilled their wine, then exited. Jack and Adam looked each other in the eye, and Jack nodded at her plate. Adam picked up her steak knife and fork and began to cut off a few pieces of her tenderloin. She turned to Jack questioningly.
He pushed the dinner table, which must have been on small casters, away from him just a little and patted his lap. She hesitated briefly, but the excuse never left her lips. “No regrets” was one of her new rules, starting tonight. She needed to take a chance with these wonderful men. She knew Jack would accept her excuse if it made her uncomfortable, but he wanted her in his lap. By damn, she was going in his lap. She knew she’d look back and regret it if she didn’t do this.
He helped her get situated, and then Adam and Ethan pulled the table back to them and moved closer.
“Have you tried the shrimp, Grace? You’ve been so busy feeding them to us, you haven’t had any,” Jack murmured next to her ear. He picked up a shrimp and dipped it in the sauce. He held it out to her, and she opened her mouth for it, brushing her bottom lip against the pad of his thumb as she did. She held eye contact with him as she chewed, feeling very sexy as he watched her lips.
Adam moved a little closer, took another shrimp, dipped it, and held it out to her. As she finished chewing the first one, a little drip of the cocktail sauce on the second one landed on the upper swell of her breast, very near her cleavage.
She reached for her napkin, but Jack gently stopped her, placing a hand over hers. “Let me,” he whispered huskily.
With a shuddering breath, she watched as he leaned down to her breast above her neckline and lapped the cocktail sauce right off of her with a slow, unhurried sweep of his warm, wet tongue. She was sitting in his lap sideways so that she faced the other two. The feeling of his warm tongue and lips on her breast forced a low moan from her throat. She hoped like crazy no one heard her from outside the booth because she couldn’t help it.
The gentle, sensual care her men gave her reduced her to putty in their hands. If they suggested leaving and returning to the ranch right now, the only questions in her mind would have been whose bed was she going in and who was first. Jack’s tongue did a very thorough job of removing the cocktail sauce, going above and beyond what was strictly necessary to clean her up. She felt sure that in such close proximity he must be able to hear her heart pounding. She leaned her head against his shoulder, closing her eyes, lost in the moment. She felt warm fingers clasp with hers on her thigh as she reached out and stroked her fingertips through Jack’s silky black hair. Both of Jack’s arms were around her, and she realized Adam must have taken her hand when she reached out.
Jack shifted in his seat, and when he did, she felt his growing erection pressing against her backside. For just a moment, she fantasized about turning in his lap and straddling him. Unzipping his zipper and sliding her wet folds up his warm, hard cock, then taking him inside of her swollen, needy body. He groaned as he sat back up, giving his head a slight shake.
“She must taste really good, Ethan,” Adam said, like it was just normal table conversation. “What does she taste like, Jack?”
With another sound, like a growl low in his chest, Jack replied, “Grace tastes like oranges and cream. Did they use flavored massage oil on you at the spa today?”
Unable to give them a more detailed answer, she simply nodded and sighed in affirmation.
Answering groans were their only responses. She looked at them through hooded eyes, her head still against Jack’s shoulder. Up until this point, his discussion of her taste was the single most erotic moment of her life, but it also felt like only the beginning of something far more powerful than she could have imagined. She was swept away in the emotion of it and felt her body respond to them all, feeling the wetness from her juices on her thighs. The faint stirrings of an impending orgasm hummed in her, muscles tightening and clenching. One touch and she’d come right on the spot.
“That sounds like dessert to me,” Adam said, “but I want to know what her sweet honey tastes like. That’s a dessert I’d take hours to feast on.” His hand now trailed gently up her arm.
“Would you like that, Grace?” Jack asked. “Would you like to feel Adam’s lips and his tongue feasting on the warm honey flowing from your luscious little pussy? I’ll bet your wet right now, aren’t you, darlin’?”
She looked up into Jack’s ocean blue eyes, feeling completely vulnerable with him, and whispered softly, “Yes.”
Ethan said, “Why don’t we let our girl eat her steak?” He grinned at her when she cast him an evil look. “She’s going to need her energy, and the food is getting cold. We have the whole evening ahead of us, plenty of time for playing in a while.”
Dammit, the food could wait a few minutes! Grace caught her breath and sat up from her reclining position as Ethan picked up her fork and held up a bite of steak for her to try.
“Is it done to your liking?” he asked as he speared a small piece of asparagus.
She nodded. “Rare, just the way I like it. It’s very good. Thank you, Ethan.” She’d wanted to kick him earlier when he’d put the brakes on, but now she was grateful. They did have the
whole night ahead of them, and she had been in too much of a rush earlier. She took the next bite from him, and they began cutting into their own steaks. They took turns feeding her bites of her steak and the vegetables while they ate their own. The filet was tender and cooked perfectly rare all the way through.
Adam was staring at her with that devilish grin in his eyes again. She wondered what direction his thoughts were going in as he chewed a bite of his filet mignon.
“You look beautiful tonight, Grace,” Adam said. Jack and Ethan agreed enthusiastically. “But you know the question I’m dying to ask, don’t you?” He grinned when she laughed and nodded.
She suspected Adam had been fantasizing about which pair of panties she’d chosen to wear. Giving her multiple choices gave his imagination room to speculate. “I wondered how long it would take you to ask.”
She grinned up at Jack, his eyes twinkling at her because he already knew the answer to the question. He’d been caressing the string across her hip for the last few minutes ever since he found it, his erection getting harder still against her bottom.
“What does Adam want to know?” Ethan asked her, grinning at her as he took another bite.
“Adam wants to know what she has on under that pretty dress,” Adam replied.
Nodding and noting she had their full attention, she said, “You were so generous with your purchases that I had several pieces of lingerie from which I could choose. It was hard to make up my mind, and I changed it once before finally deciding.”
“Are they the panties with the little bow on the back?” Adam asked, going for the most modest choice first.
“Uh-uh,” Grace replied, very glad she’d changed her mind just to enjoy this moment with them.
“Are they the little undies that lace up on the sides?” Adam asked as Ethan moaned.
“Uh-uh,” she replied slowly, shaking her head, taking immense pleasure in the way Adam’s eyes rolled back and his head fell back on the seat.
He closed his eyes and said, “You’re wearing the leopard print G-string, aren’t you?” He leveled his heated gaze at her, his eyes filled with lust. “This woman is perfect. Sexy. Daring. Perfect.”
Jack shook his head. “We tried to talk him out of it, sure that you wouldn’t want to wear something like that. We were stupid. Now for sure he’s going back to that store to do more shopping. I think we’ve created a monster.” He chuckled.
“What was that saleslady’s name?” Adam asked.
“June, I think,” Ethan replied.
“My guess is that she’s wearing that black lace bra. The sheer one with the plunging neckline,” Jack said, stroking her cleavage with a finger.
“You got it right on the first guess,” she replied sweetly. Sparky gets a gold star!
“Does that mean I get a reward?” he asked playfully. She grinned and kissed his cheek. Ethan fed her another bite of steak, and she looked at them, wondering how she got so lucky as to be wanted by all three. It no longer felt strange to think that at all.
“This is the prettiest outfit I’ve ever worn. Do you want to know what my favorite part is?” she asked.
“What, darlin’?” Jack asked.
She lifted one of her sexily shod feet and rested her calf across Adam’s lap, placing her foot very carefully in Ethan’s hand as he reached for it.
“These shoes,” she said, enjoying the feel of her foot in Ethan’s hands as he stroked her arch through the straps. “They are beautiful and fit well. It’s impossible to find shoes that feel this comfortable and also look this good without spending a fortune. I could dance all night in these shoes.”
“Well, that can be arranged, baby,” Adam said as his warm, callused hand glided up and down her smooth calf. His erection was hard against her leg. He made no move to remove it from his lap, however, so she added the other just to see what would happen.
Ethan continued caressing her insteps. “Even though June didn’t make a commission because it wasn’t her department, she helped us find the shoes, too. She showed us which ones she thought would work.”
“I’ve got to meet June someday. She’s got great instincts, I think.”
“You have the prettiest feet, Grace. Has anyone ever told you that?” Ethan asked. “Look at her pretty little red toenails, Jack. Wouldn’t you just love to suck on them?”
“I’d start there, but that’s not where I’d stop,” he replied, sliding his finger across the string at her hip again, sending a shiver straight to her clit.
There was that humming in her pussy again. She sighed and rested her head against Jack’s chest. The pager went off again. Dessert was ready. He texted them back to bring it.
A moment later, the waiter tapped outside before bringing in their desserts. She had been so distracted by their attention that she had not eaten very much, but she felt filled and content as she nibbled, totally relaxed in their arms. She wondered what the waiter thought when he came in with dessert, but he didn’t seem to notice or think anything of it to find her draped across them so casually. They shared theirs with her, feeding her little bites, and she fed them from hers, too.
Adam and Ethan had continued their caresses, growing more daring throughout the dessert course. Her breathing was more like panting now as she rested her head against Jack’s shoulder again.
Jack had grown progressively bolder as well. He turned to look into her eyes. “They are done serving us for now and won’t be bothering us again. We have this table for another forty-five minutes. We can take you dancing if that’s what you want to do tonight, but if you’d like, we can stay here and enjoy some time together first. We love being with you, Grace.” His voice was husky with emotion and desire.
Ethan leaned forward, caressing her cheek. “Would you let us make you feel good?” he asked, searching her eyes.
She knew what they meant because she could see the desire in their eyes, feel their hot hands on her legs. She felt her insides tightening up like a rubber band waiting to be released. She felt a rush of heat and wetness at her pussy just listening to his voice. Ethan’s hand moved up to her calves, and one of Adam’s rested on her inner thigh, stroking her.
She looked up into Jack’s eyes. “Yes, I would, but…”
“But what, darlin’?” Jack asked, smoothing a lock of hair from her cheek, his movements slow and purposeful.
“What if someone hears?” she asked, blushing. She had no idea how far away the next customers were. “What if I lose control and they hear me?” The last of her inhibitions were being stroked away by Ethan and Adam’s soothing hands.
“These drapes are very heavy, made to block sound. But trust us to take care of that, Gracie,” Ethan said. “Jack will help you, won’t you?”
“Of course, darlin’.” Jack nuzzled her throat. “Put yourself in our hands, and it will be better than you’ve ever imagined.”
Ethan quietly pushed the table away and knelt in front of her on the carpet.
“Are you wet for us, baby?” Adam whispered to her, his words sending little vibrations through her pussy. She loved that they were so verbal with her like this. She’d wondered if they talked like this during their lovemaking. His hand grew bolder, sliding up her thighs under the skirt, making her shiver in delight.
“Your skin is like silk, so soft and warm,” he whispered, his rough fingertips finding the edge of the G-string. “I can’t tell you how happy it makes me that you wore this. Do you trust us, baby?”
“You know I do, Adam. Please—” Her breath hitched, waiting for him to do something, anything. The need for their touch had become desperate.
Jack whispered in her ear, “Please what, darlin’?”
“I need your hands on me. I need you touching me, please,” she whispered. Her head fell back against Jack’s shoulder. Her hands reached back to his neck and his shoulder, tilting her breasts up to him.
Jack’s lips found hers, searing her with a passionate kiss, and his tongue swept over hers. Ethan’s fingers slo
wly caressed up her calves and parted her knees. He leaned toward the table and blew out a couple of the candles, reducing the light.
She looped her right hand back around Jack’s neck as she arched to receive his kiss, reaching out with the other and feathering it into Adam’s short brown hair. She’d grown embarrassingly damp in the last few minutes, and her breath stuttered, her abdomen jolting as she felt Adam’s fingers take hold of the G-string. She lifted in Jack’s lap with his help as Adam eased the G-string down her hips, groaning as he drew the wet scrap of silk from her.
“Oh, honey. You’re soaked,” Adam said.
“I ache, please, please, something—” she whispered with a little sob.
“Baby, we’re going to make you feel so good. I promise,” he whispered soulfully.
He leaned forward and kissed her, and her lips trembled against his. He slid his hand back up her thigh after handing the G-string to Ethan. Her breathing hitched as his fingers slowly made their way to the tops of her thighs and over her mound before sliding down into the damp blonde curls between her legs. She parted her thighs to give him better access, moaning softly in anticipation. His fingers slid down over her damp lips, barely teasing into the opening there. She gasped against Jack’s neck as he leaned to kiss her again, covering her moan with his mouth.
“Baby, you’re so hot and wet, I could slip right into you with no problem. You’re going to love it when we make love to you, slow and easy, just the way you want it. Now I can finally know what you taste like.” Adam stunned her by sliding the fingers that had just been in her entrance into his mouth. She hadn’t believed he would really do that, would want to know what she tasted like. But his eyes slid closed as if he liked it very much, and she felt a fresh rush of moisture at the incredibly erotic notion.
“How does she taste, Adam?” Ethan asked, his voice sounding husky with need.
“Like the sweetest honey in the world,” Adam murmured softly. “Like heaven. Like the woman we imagined we would love.” His fingers returned to her hips, shifting her first as Jack began to lift her skirt up and out of the way.
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