Mistletoe Games: A Play-By-Play Anthology

by Jaci Burton

  “Okay. You might have a point.”

  Ben came up behind her, smoothing his hands down her arms. “They probably don’t care who sees them. So . . . let’s watch.”

  She had to admit the sight of the man’s cock sliding between the woman’s full lips was an absolute turn-on. And when the woman pulled the straps of her dress down to fondle her own breasts, Victoria’s breath caught. It made her want to do the same thing.

  She was on fire.

  “Is it turning you on watching them?” Ben asked.

  “Yes.” She could barely get the word out. Her gaze was fixed on Belinda sucking Rob, on the way she drew her lips slowly along his shaft. And when Rob pulled his cock out and raised Belinda up to stand, their mouths fused in furious passion, Victoria wanted that, so she turned to Ben and kissed him, feeling that same feverish need she’d witnessed in Belinda.

  After she’d thoroughly kissed Ben, she turned to Alex, who was waiting behind her. She put her mouth on his, and felt the explosive desire in his kiss.

  Knowing they both felt the same passion and need she felt inflamed her. She pulled away from Alex to watch more of the action.

  Rob had Belinda on her knees and had put on a condom. He pushed his cock inside of her and despite the crashing waves, she could hear Belinda cry out in pleasure.

  “We’re going to make you come,” Ben said, pulling her against him. He pulled the straps of her sundress down, revealing her breasts. “Just watch them while we make you come.”

  “Yes.” She was hot and her sex throbbed. They could both make her come.

  Right here and right now.

  Alex moved in next to her, raising her dress. “Is your pussy hot and wet, Tori?”

  “Yes.”

  He slid his hand into her underwear, cupping her sex. “I’ll bet you come fast watching him slide his cock in and out of her pussy.”

  “I love watching. Look how hard he’s fucking her.”

  “I see it,” Ben said. “Do you want us to fuck you like that after we make you come?”

  Just the thought of it made her clench, made her dampen with desire. “Oh, yes. Just like that.”

  Alex slipped his fingers into her pussy.

  “You are so wet, Tori. I can already imagine my cock inside of you, pumping hard into you. Do you want to suck Ben while I fuck you?”

  Between watching Rob and Belinda and imagining herself on her knees with Alex pumping into her from behind while she sucked Ben’s cock, it was too much.

  “Make me come, Alex.”

  Ben rolled her nipples between his fingers, lightly pinching them.

  She bit down on her lip to keep from crying out as she came. Alex pumped his fingers into her and she pushed her hips against him as the waves of her orgasm overcame her.

  She panted, out of breath from that magnificent climax.

  Alex leaned over and kissed her, then smiled. “That was good, babe.”

  “It was.”

  “Down on your knees, Victoria,” Ben said after she pulled away from Alex’s kiss. “I need your mouth on my cock.”

  Alex pulled out a condom, and she was so glad he’d thought to be prepared.

  He raised her sundress over her back. She wasn’t even paying attention to Rob and Belinda now. All she knew were these two men she was with and their pleasure—and hers.

  Alex fit his cock into her pussy while Ben slid his between her lips.

  “Oh yeah,” Alex said. “Just like I imagined. Tight and hot and wet, Tori.”

  “Suck me, Victoria,” Ben said. “Suck my cock and make me come.”

  Her pussy tightened around Alex’s cock, making her quiver with undeniable pleasure. And as she wrapped her lips around Ben’s shaft and drew it into her mouth, she couldn’t think of any place she wanted to be other than right here. Or any men she wanted to be with other than Alex and Ben. They had given her such pleasure, and now it was her turn to pleasure them.

  She drank in the sounds of their groans as she pushed back against Alex while she drew Ben’s cock from her lips, only to slowly take Ben’s shaft inch by inch deeply into the cavern of her mouth, withdrawing her pussy from Alex, making him thrust hard into her.

  It was the sweetest, hottest sex play, and she enjoyed every second of it. The fact they were outside where anyone could see them only heightened her own pleasure. And when she met Ben’s gaze and saw his features tighten, when he thrust more deeply and Alex pushed harder and faster into her, she knew they were both going to come.

  She took Ben’s shaft deep, then pulled back, accepting the first spurts of his come along her tongue. She gave him more suction during his climax, sucking him in deeper and harder as he groaned and shuddered.

  Alex called her name as he ground against her with his orgasm, his body pressed to hers, his fingers gripped tightly to her hips.

  It was perfect.

  Ben withdrew, and so did Alex. Ben pulled her to a standing position and helped her right her clothing before grabbing his board shorts from where he’d flung them on top of the rock.

  Then Ben kissed her and so did Alex.

  “Good for you?” Ben asked.

  She inhaled, let it out, and smiled. “Perfect for me.”

  “Good,” Ben said. “Let’s go back and join the party. I’m thirsty.”

  “Me, too,” Alex said.

  She fit herself in the middle of them and they walked back to the main beach, staying close to the water. Victoria settled into the silence, lost in her thoughts.

  She was equal parts deliriously happy and at the same time utterly conflicted. In such a short period of time she’d become attached to both Alex and Ben.

  She didn’t like attachments. They made everything so complicated.

  Sex was fun. It was easy and uncomplicated and typically at the end of her vacation flings, she found it easy to say good-bye.

  But when it came time to return home, she didn’t think it was going to be so easy to say good-bye to these two amazing men.

  TWELVE

  Alex had slept like the dead last night, snuggled against Tori’s perfect backside. Unfortunately he’d had to get up early again to prep for the second day of the tournament.

  Waves were cranking today. He was ready to score at the top of the leaderboard.

  His practice runs had been good, though he’d been raked over by the waves each time he’d paddled out.

  The runs were going to be gnarly today, no doubt about it. But with waves this impressive, all the guys should have notable showings.

  He was just going to have to be the best.

  He ran over to Ben’s tent while he had a few minutes before the first heat started. Victoria was there in a white sundress, taking his breath away as usual. He leaned over to kiss her.

  “Best of luck today, though I doubt you’ll need it.”

  He loved her confidence in him. “Thanks, babe.”

  He grabbed a sports drink from Ben.

  “Those waves are killer today. And by killer . . .”

  They didn’t have to say the words to each other. Alex knew what Ben meant.

  The waves could make for some spectacular rides. But they were also dangerous.

  “I know. I’ll be careful.”

  Ben grabbed his shoulder. “Go kick the Pipeline’s ass.”

  Alex grinned and made his way to the water.

  He paddled out along with three other surfers. Priority indicated he or Matt could drop in first. Not seeing a wave he liked, he let Matt take the drop.

  Matt rode the wave like the pro he was. Scored high, too.

  Shit.

  That was okay. Alex thrived on pressure.

  He sat out there and waited through two other waves. Then a big one came and he dropped in, sliding into the barrel.

  Now it w
as just him and the wave, alone in the tube. This was his sweet spot. He’d surfed his entire life and when he was on the water riding a wave he felt an adrenaline rush like nothing else. He could reach out and touch the monster, so he leaned in and ran his hand along the underside of the wave, then flipped out the end of the tube and did an aerial.

  He could hear applause, the sound of clapping carrying across the water, and he knew he’d mastered it.

  His second and third heats were good, too, though not as stellar as the first one had been.

  Good enough to land him solidly in the top three at the end of the day. He’d move on in the championships. And at his age, with all these young and hungry surfers coming up and nipping at his board, he’d take it.

  He made his way to the tent where Tori came over and threw her arms around him.

  “You did it. You were amazing.”

  Having her confident in him made a difference. “Thanks.” He brushed his lips across hers, then shook Ben’s hand.

  “Took some chances out there on that monster wave,” Ben said.

  Alex shrugged. “You know me.”

  Ben smiled. “Yeah, I do.”

  “I was so afraid during that first heat,” Victoria said. “But oh, my God, Alex, the way you rode inside the wave—you were beneath it for so long before you came out the other side. I know I need to learn the lingo—but it was amazing.”

  He slung his arm around her. “Trust me. I know what you’re talking about. It felt amazing, too. I had a good run.”

  “It sure seems that way. So now that the competition is over, what happens?”

  “It’s an accumulation of points,” Ben said. “He’ll move on to the next competition, and do it all over again.”

  “Where’s the next one?”

  “Australia.”

  As they made their way back to the hotel, Tori shook her head. “It must be an incredible life to be able to travel the world like you do.”

  Alex nodded. “It has its benefits. Then again, you do the same thing, don’t you?”

  “Well, not for work. But yes, my work has its perks, definitely. It has allowed me to do a lot of traveling.”

  They stood in the lobby, waiting for the elevator.

  “You could meet us in Australia,” he said to Tori.

  She laughed. “Unfortunately, after the holidays I have to go back to work.”

  “Yeah, we all know about work,” Ben said with a wry grin.

  “I’m going to head upstairs to shower,” Alex said as they stepped into the elevator.

  “I’m going to do the same,” Victoria said. “Catch up with both of you later?”

  Ben nodded. “We’ll call you.”

  They got out and went to their separate rooms.

  Once back in the suite, Alex told Ben he was going into his room to shower. Ben waved him off, saying he had a call to make.

  Alex went into the bathroom and turned on the shower, then stepped in under the hot spray.

  It had been a really good day. Until they’d started talking about what came after this.

  He didn’t want to leave Tori. He knew she had a successful career. So did he. So did Ben.

  So what the hell were they going to do about that?

  When he got out of the shower, Ben was in his room.

  “Need something?” Alex asked.

  “Yeah. I want to talk to you. About Victoria.”

  “Okay.” He grabbed a clean pair of board shorts and slipped them on. “What about her?”

  “I need to know if what I’m feeling for her is just me. Or if it’s both of us.”

  They went out into the living room. Alex grabbed a beer for himself and one for Ben and handed it to him. They both sat on the sofa. Alex knew how he felt. This was as good a time as any to talk it out with Ben.

  Ben had been holding this all inside for a while now. But he trusted Alex, his best friend, and knew that before he said anything to Victoria, he had to talk to Alex first.

  “Tell me how you feel about Victoria, Alex.”

  “I think I’m in love with her.”

  “You’re not the only one who feels this way. I’m in love with her, too, Alex.”

  Saying the words out loud was like a gut punch. First a little bit of fear, followed by overwhelming relief.

  Ben blew out a breath. “Okay. This is both good and bad, Alex.”

  “I know.”

  “I don’t even know how to approach this,” Ben said. “It’s not something that’s ever happened with us before.”

  “Yeah. In love with the same woman. I never saw that coming.”

  “Neither did I. It happened so fast. I never thought I’d ever fall in love. But Victoria. She’s—”

  “Unique. Smart. Fun. Sexy. Beautiful.”

  Ben smiled. “All those things and more. She’s warm. Generous. Everything I’ve ever wanted. Maybe everything I never even knew I wanted.”

  Alex nodded. “Exactly.”

  “And the worst part is, we have no idea how Victoria feels. She might see us as just a vacation fling.”

  Alex sighed. “Yeah, that’s a possibility. But the only way to find out is to tell her how we feel.”

  “Scary thought.” Ben stood and walked to the doors leading out to the terrace. He stared out over the water, then turned to face Alex. “I’m going to be honest with you, Alex. I’ve never been more scared of anything in my life. I’ve faced monster waves, the end of my career, and nothing was more daunting than that. But laying my heart at a woman’s feet and asking her to love me back—that is something that scares the shit out of me.”

  Alex stood, too, and walked over to Ben. “I’ve never told a woman I loved her before. Hell, I’ve never had these feelings before. She could shoot us both down, you know.”

  Ben took a long swallow of beer, staring at the can before lifting his gaze to Alex. “There would be a lot of good reasons for her thinking we were both crazy. I mean, we both travel nearly all year long. And she has a career where she travels as well. This could never work.”

  Alex went back to the sofa and sat. “It’s a pretty fucked-up situation. But you know what? We don’t even know yet how she feels. Maybe she feels the same.”

  Ben raked his fingers through his hair. “God, I really hope she does feel the same.”

  “So maybe we should talk to her about it first, and figure it out from there?”

  “Yeah. You’re right about that. Let’s give it a few more days. She wants to spend Christmas with us. We’ll do Christmas, then talk.”

  Alex nodded. “Sounds like a plan.”

  “And whatever happens when we tell her,” Ben said, “we’ll deal with it. Either way, we know how we feel. And we’ll accept whatever her decision is.”

  “Agreed.”

  At least Ben knew he and Alex were on the same wavelength as far as their feelings for Victoria.

  The bigger question was—how did Victoria feel? And how would she react when they told her how they felt about her?

  THIRTEEN

  After the competition ended, everyone packed up and left.

  Everyone except Victoria, Ben, and Alex.

  She was glad they had decided to stay through the holidays. To her, the holidays always meant vacation. Though she normally didn’t mind spending Christmas alone, this year she would have felt something was missing.

  Which got her to thinking about Ben and Alex again.

  Soon they’d be off to their next surfing competition, and she’d head back to New York.

  And they’d never see each other again.

  The thought of it made her rub her stomach. She’d been doing that a lot lately, and she knew why.

  She was in love with them. With two men. It was the most ridiculous thing ever.

  Or was it? A
nd how was she ever going to tell them? Would they laugh at her and tell her it had been fun sex, but that was all? And would they run like hell to get away from the crazy woman who thought she’d fallen in love with her hot island flings?

  She might be insane for even thinking she was in love. What the hell did she know about love, anyway? Sure, she’d had friends who had fallen in love. But it had never happened for her and she’d been more than satisfied with how her life had turned out. She had a great career that made her happy.

  She didn’t need all this . . . turmoil.

  But she’d never run from anything in her life, and she didn’t intend to start now.

  She planned to tell them today. And if they laughed at her, or abruptly left her, then she’d deal with it.

  It wouldn’t be the first Christmas she’d spent alone.

  She’d gotten small gifts for Ben and Alex and they were going to a holiday luau today to celebrate Christmas.

  She’d stayed with them last night in their suite. Actually, she hadn’t spent a night alone since the first night they’d all slept together. Normally she liked sleeping alone, sprawled out on her big bed, but she was growing accustomed to sleeping with one of them on either side of her. She’d occasionally wake up in the middle of the night, knowing she could reach out and touch both of them.

  And if one—or both of them—woke her to make love . . .

  Well, a woman couldn’t complain about being wanted like that, could she?

  This morning she told them she had a few things to do before the luau, so she’d headed back to her suite to shower and get ready. She’d put on her makeup, chosen a red sundress—appropriate for Christmas—and was slipping on her sandals just as they knocked on the door.

  When she opened the door, her breath caught.

  Sure, they wore shorts and button-down short-sleeved shirts, but they still took her breath away. Alex wore a white shirt and Ben wore black.

  “Aloha and Merry Christmas.” She kissed them both and invited them inside.

  “Merry Christmas,” Ben said. “You look beautiful.”